"It must succeed. My brother's nerves and muscles have completely atrophied due to the Zerg toxin!"
"Please livestream!!!"
"Brain-computer interface?" At Huimeng Game Company, Jiang Yuanshan suddenly stood up. "Does this mean the virtual game world is hopeful? Zhang, do you know anything?"
"I don't know, don't ask me, I can't say!" Zhang Zhijian, still working for the Academy of Sciences, refused to reveal any information.
"Pretending to be mysterious!" Jiang Yuanshan said, "I'll see for myself, Academician He is bound to announce it!"
...
In the south, in a small town, in an ordinary household.
An elderly couple was watching the news while having lunch.
In their sixties, they looked as if they were in their seventies or eighties, with graying hair, deeply set wrinkles, and faces full of worry.
The dishes on the table were very sumptuous, featuring fresh vegetables and clean meat, rare delicacies in the Catastrophe Era.
