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In the other world, you can see an Internet café, which is strange.

However, as long as you think about it, some unscrupulous guy even got out of the maid cat girl costume, and you will feel strange.

Obviously, this Internet café is in the hands of this unscrupulous guy.

In short, Yifeng is the boss with his mouth open, and his heart is thundering.

Cooper Tous, on the other hand, thinks that Yifeng was stunned by this big deal.

He craned his neck proudly, and looked down at Yifeng from above in an arrogant tone that he had seen a hillbilly.

"Your Excellency Yifeng, welcome to visit the most mysterious and secret place in the Atlanta Empire!"

All right!

Yifeng lazily complained!

Because this Internet café is obviously a common one in the streets and alleys of later generations.

To be more precise, it is a black Internet café, that is, a curtain is hung behind the commissary, and more than a dozen desktop computers are placed side by side, specifically to coax primary school students to secretly surf the Internet.

Even this lazy guy didn't even bother to figure out the layout, and directly copied it from later generations.

At the cash register stood a wonderful maid with her skirt bent over, and next to it was a shelf with things that only the nobles of the Atlantan Empire were entitled to, such as JDB, instant noodles, Red Bull, etc. God knows, how they managed to keep these things intact for so many years without a refrigerator!

On the opposite wall, a sign that is about to light up and blind the eyes of Yifeng dogs, "There is an Internet café", shows the bad taste of the layout of the year.

Even the atmosphere is no different from the black Internet cafes of later generations.

Smoke curled up, and there were more than a dozen people sitting in the seats inside, and the youngest also carried a golden flower on his shoulder, this is the generals. They all swallowed the clouds and spit fog, and they looked very enjoyable. Above the right hand is a bag of Red River!

Even their expressions are no different from those of later generations of Internet addicts, with cigarettes in their mouths, their feet clasped in one hand, and the mouse in the other, shouting vigorously: "I'm going!"

And what these people are fighting hard for is a single-player game Warcraft. Obviously, no matter how awesome the traverser is, it is impossible to get the network, they play the kind of LAN battle.

"Haven't you seen this?"

Cooper Touss' pride grew.

Yifeng nodded, with heartfelt admiration in his heart.

He slowly walked around the small black room of less than 20 square meters, and his fingers slowly swiped over the monitor one by one. Yifeng can see very clearly that the machine is assembled by miscellaneous brands, the one that was eliminated a few years ago, and the monitor is an old-fashioned desktop. These days, it's all LCD, who will use this?

With such a dilapidated machine and such a single game, it's rare for everyone to still play happily.

What's even more rare is that these broken machines are still working well after so many years! It's a miracle!

"Your Excellency Yifeng, this was personally arranged by King Heian back then!"

Cooper Touss introduces them all in a frenzied tone and with a frenzied tone.

"The people who can enter this training camp are all the commanding geniuses selected by the various armies! The youngest of them is also a general. Not for anyone to get into!"

Yifeng nodded approvingly.

God knows how much money this unscrupulous guy hacked?!

Yifeng suddenly felt a lot of sympathy for these real hillbillies.

No wonder, here is top secret!

Legend has it that the people who went out of here often held important positions in the military, and their command was like an antelope hanging its horns, which is jaw-dropping.

Of course, the world itself bears a lot of resemblance to the game Warcraft. How can a person who has stood out by fighting in this LAN for more than ten years have a poor understanding of war and the use of various tactics?

And to some extent. This is also the most mysterious and important place. In later generations, people with a little bit of value will casually pull up dozens of computers, but not to mention whether they can get this thing here, just talking about the maintenance cost, can withstand the test of hundreds of years, it is really embarrassing. You know, one of these things is bad, and one is missing!

"Surprised, wasn't it? I remember the first time I stepped into this place, it was the same look on your face!"

Prince Arthur kindly patted Yifeng on the shoulder and pulled him back from his imagination!

He threw a wink at the maid at the front desk.

"Take two bottles of JDB!"

He threw a can to Yifeng, and said in a sour tone.

"Something like this! Only here, not even in the king's palace! Come, you're welcome, I invite you!"

Yifeng took it and subconsciously looked upside down.

His face began to twitch.

Dare to drink expired drinks!?

Judging by this date, it seems that only a few years have passed, and here it is hundreds of years!

God knows what a centuries-old drink will look like!?

Yifeng instinctively wanted to stop it, but Arthur had already pulled the pull ring very skillfully, and poured it into his mouth as soon as he raised his head, with a look of great enjoyment on his face.

Yifeng suddenly felt that it was better not to tell him such words.

"Your Excellency Yifeng, you have a good familiarity with the environment here! I'm going to go in and see how they arrange the schedule, so as not to disadvantage you!"

Prince Arthur threw his hand, and the cans were impartial in the middle corner of the other party's garbage.

He pointed to the small doorway where Cooper Tus and the others had entered.

Through the crystal wall that is almost as transparent as glass, Yifeng sees a small meeting room inside, somewhat similar to a small theater. In the middle of the table are several machines in row. Below the stairs are rows of spectator seats, and the tables at the front must have been reserved for the referee!

A huge screen hangs from the top of the platform, similar to the one I saw in Heian Castle last time.

This must be where Yifeng is about to compete.

Yifeng nodded.

"Go ahead and get busy with you! Leave me alone, I'll take a turn first!"

.........

An incomparably familiar smell permeated the chest.

Yifeng took a long breath, and suddenly missed the rush of the old days.

With a strange smile on his face, he wandered around like a fish, remembering the characteristics of everyone from time to time.

Finally, he found an obvious target.

He was a wild, uninhibited young man with long hair.

He was chosen not only because there was an empty seat next to him.

A bigger part of the reason is probably because this guy who looks tender looks so standing out from the crowd in a group of middle-aged and elderly generals.

As we all know, this game is all about hand speed and reflexes, and the younger you are, the better you are!

Yifeng pulled away the chair beside him very familiarly, sat down, and threw the can in his hand over.

"Brother, what are you playing?

The brother took it and took a look, and it was also a pleasure.

"Brother, you've just arrived!

(PS: Recommend a divine book "Black Mountain Prison Master", the new work of Yu Chenyu, his representative work is "The Peak of Wuji", everyone who has seen it knows! Everyone go and watch! This is the first work he has come back after a few years of retirement!)

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]