The journey continued.
Jung, the players, two gods, Leora, and the cat walked through the mountain.
Vex didn't count because she had no physical body and spoke only in Jung's mind.
The peak remained hidden behind the sky, not showing itself, no matter how much they walked.
Jung and Nero weren't the only ones who became bored, and each day drained their batteries.
The horizon was unchanged; the people around them and conversations didn't excite them.
Players somewhat shared the same sentiment.
They constantly asked for new things as their brains were programmed to devour as much dopamine as possible.
Just strolling around, even with Balatro and gods, didn't really give them the stimulus they were searching for.
"How long do we need to walk?"
"I want to go back to the real world."
"Me too. I have responsibilities. I bet my family is worried about me."
"Don't say… Four years is a long time; wonder how they fared about it."
