Xia Lu arrived in front of the old garage and was instantly bewildered.
This old garage, originally built by the community for local residents to store their bicycles, had a history of about thirty years. However, in this era, who still rides bicycles? Even if they do, they would scan and ride a shared bike on the street, not store one here. Thus, the garage had been abandoned, occasionally rented out for use as a warehouse, its facade dilapidated, almost mistaken for a dangerous building at a casual glance.
Xia Lu, with a grim expression, walked into the garage, and before she reached the innermost room, she heard the same shouting she had heard on the phone.
"Hurry up! I'm telling you, taking too long to play is treated as cheating."
"What are you thinking? I'm your next player, attack him!"
"To be teamed up with you is just my bad luck, okay? This is the last round, we agreed, just this one."
"You talk as if anyone wants to play with you..."
