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"Is it a cake?" Bian Ruofei watched as Brent put the tray on the small coffee table next to the lounge chair.

"Well, I brought it from the kitchen," Brent said, deftly omitting Genzero's credit for making the dessert. "It's pretty soft."

"Thank you." Bian Ruofei took the spoon he handed over, first cut at the exquisitely shaped chocolate cream flower on it, scooped a mouthful and put it in his mouth to taste carefully.

"It tastes really good." He looked down at the mousse cake with a little surprise.In this era when cakes are considered a luxury, only utopian nobles could enjoy them.

Now that Utopia has fallen, it will be several times more difficult to have the raw materials and ability to make cakes.

"Do you want to try it too?" Bian Ruofei asked as the blond boy next to him was looking at him eagerly.

He took another piece with the spoon and wanted to pass the cutlery to the other party.However, unexpectedly, Brent bent down and swallowed the food in one gulp with his hands.

"Well, bitterness and sweetness." Brent frowned slightly.Although the stamina is generally sweet, he doesn't like vegan food.The stubbornness of carnivores is even reflected in the taste buds.

"Have you never eaten cake before?" He felt a little strange, after all, nobles may not have eaten spicy turkey noodles, but cake is indeed an indispensable food at celebrity banquets.

It's not a noble who has been displaced from Utopia, and his skills can still be recognized by Margery.The identity of that young man is somewhat thought-provoking.

"No." Brent recalled.In Zerg, cake, softness may be equated with brain flower?But the taste is different.

After lying in the sun for half an hour, the cakes and tea brought by Brent also ran out.

The blond boy didn't seem to understand the fun of basking in the sun, he just sat on another reclining chair in a stretched posture and raised his legs habitually.

The details of his actions made him not as well-behaved as he appeared on the surface.

"It's a bit boring, why don't we play games." Bian Ruofei suggested.

"What game?" Brent was curious.

"Do you have a communicator now?" Bian Ruofei asked.

"I went out and bought one yesterday." The blond boy took out a communicator that was similar to a brick to him from his pocket.

Zerg also have similar communication equipment, but it is not entertaining.Moreover, high-level Zergs can forcibly connect the vision and nerves of low-level Zergs through tentacles to obtain the information they want.So Brent didn't know there was a thing called a mobile game.

—Although mobile phones are called communicators in this era.

"What type of game?" Brent turned on his empty system computer with only a few built-in software.

"Multiplayer competition." Bian Ruofei took the connector from his hand, flicked and operated it, and installed the required software on it.

"Others either don't have time, or there is a generation gap." Bian Ruofei said.Although Elvis would definitely be willing to play games with him, Bian Ruofei always felt that his conscience would ache if he spoiled this young man who was fierce on the surface but extremely simple in some respects.

Gen Zero is purely unsuitable, he is an artificial intelligence, the machine program enters data and calculates and plays, he will win if he is proper, but he has a kind of guilty conscience; while Samuel is a pure generation gap, two worlds and one magic On the technology side, let him understand and use the communicator proficiently, and it may take a month.

After thinking about it, there was only this blond boy in front of him who had a good relationship and dangled in front of his eyes every day.

"I feel that you should be the one who can get started the fastest. When you learn it, I will take you to the stars." Bian Ruofei promised.

"What is Shangxing?"

"It's just to improve the rank in the game." Bian Ruofei said without raising his head.

However, Brent doesn't think that a virtual rank improvement is worth the time it takes to achieve it.He felt a little puzzled, because the battle in reality would be more exciting.

However, he quickly overturned his idea an hour later.

"Quick, quick, push the tower!" Bian Ruofei urged, and the movements of his fingers on the screen almost turned into afterimages.

This game has dragged on for half an hour, and Brent quickly grasped the essence of the game and understood the key to confrontation in the short novice tutorial and the first few games.

At the moment when the opponent's high ground was overthrown, Brent glanced at the small map. At this moment, his expression froze: "Someone stole the house."

Bian Ruofei also followed the trend, "It's over..."

It's all because the front is obsessed with pushing the tower, but they didn't expect the opponent to bypass them and rushed to the final position.

False success, a big failure appeared on the screens of two people at the same time.

Bian Ruofei turned the screen upside down and put it aside, sighed and lay back on the armchair as if without bones.

Brent had put down his legs, sat up straight, and focused his attention on the communicator. At the moment of failure, he almost crushed the screen.

"One more time." He said seriously.

When people's desire to win and lose is ignited, reason will be left behind.Zerg is no exception.

"Ah?" Bian Ruofei was a little surprised, "Come again?"

Just now, Brent, who still despises the lack of fun in virtual games and e-sports, has become the one who most wants to insist on continuing to play a game.

Now the last ray of the sunset is still barely lingering in the sky, and it will completely sink to the ground in about five or six minutes.The wind in the evening was already a bit cooler, blowing the two people's equally golden hair.

At this moment, they each have a communicator, and they really look like brothers.

"It's almost time for dinner." Bian Ruofei glanced at the screen and said, "Why don't you continue after dinner? I remember that you have a shift tonight and don't need to be on duty."

"Let's do it again. I just lost. I've never been so angry." Brent began to grind the young man in front of him.

He is indeed very honest. When he was in the Zerg Race, he was a noble prince with a powerful strength. Normally, he would vent his anger immediately, and those bug servants who became corpses were the consequences.

After coming to the human society here, in order to pretend, Brent barely knew what restraint was.

However, in the game before him, when he was about to succeed, someone directly robbed his home. Brent himself couldn't swallow this breath.

He didn't know that his tone was almost equivalent to being coquettish.

Bian Ruofei chose to disarm and surrender after being stared at by the opponent with wet eyes like a puppy for a few seconds.After all, he was quite upset about the match just now.

"Then start another game, let's make a quick decision." Bian Ruofei waved his hand and said as if he had made a major decision.

He switched the interface casually and sent a message to Erythrina, telling them that he might be late for dinner that night, so that others don't have to wait.

On the roof, against the night wind, two people held the communicator and controlled the game characters to rush to the next round.

In the stronghold of the Allied Army, next door to the courtyard.

Yuan Ling prepared a whole table of meals, but the person he most wanted to see at this moment did not show up.He was sitting at the dining table, facing Eitong who told them that Bian Ruofei was going to return late.

"Just a few steps away, he didn't even have time to come and talk to us?" Samuel said with a bit of yin and yang.

"Maybe he's busy." Eitong heard that his tone was wrong, but in the past few days, these people surrounded Bian Ruofei every day, and she was used to it.

I'm just a little surprised why the people brought out by Bian Ruofei seem to lack some kind of muscle in IQ and EQ, although they are strong, like elementary school students who are always looking for the teacher's attention.

The woman calmly walked aside and filled a bowl of rice for herself.

However, Samuel's words were not meant to be told to Erythrone, but to another person.In the afternoon, he reluctantly sought an alliance with the doll-like robot, but the other party did not agree, and only said to "consider it".

Samuel tapped his knuckles on the table boredly.

Yuan Ling paused when he was laying the dishes, "Then I'll eat with him when he comes back."

"Me too." Elvis followed up.

"Ah, you people, don't you embarrass me, who wants to eat first." Citong raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll go have dinner with Che Qing'er and the others."

She stood up.

What a bunch of silly kids waiting here.

Just as she stepped out of the threshold, someone chased after her.

"Miss Yitong, may I ask, where did Brother Fei go?"

This title still makes Erythrina slightly unacceptable, after all Bian Ruofei is obviously younger than Elvis.But every time he heard it, he would be in a good mood, and Elvis didn't feel awkward at all.

"Here, it's on the roof over there, where Ruofei usually basks in the sun." Erythrina pointed in the direction.

"Thank you." Elvis was quite polite.He has always been sincere to his companions, "Then I'll go first."

"Go." There was a trace of helplessness in Erythrina's voice.

Looking at the back of the silver-haired man, she thought to herself, there is finally one who is not stupid.

However, speaking of the blond boy, Bai Cha seemed to have seen him once, and his behavior was a bit unusual.Could it be that she likes that boy?

"It's better to be young..." The woman sighed, but her guess was far off.

On the roof, in the cold wind, the moon above the head is rising.

The two faced each other and stared at the screen in front of them, and the battle was in full swing.

"Quick, protect me, protect me, and help me block the arrow from the opposite side." said the blond young man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"Understood, don't worry I'm here, you just output." The younger-looking boy next to him said proudly, frantically clicking on the screen of the communicator with his hand.

"Brother Fei?"

In the midst of the heat, the extremely gang-like address sounded on the stairs not far away.

The silver-haired, dark-skinned young man came up from below and looked at the two Internet addicted boys in front of him.Seeing that the two of them were staring at the screen intently, he could hardly give him any attention, so he walked to the side of Bian Ruofei, squatted down, and saw the screen in his hand clearly.

"Playing a game..." Elvis said softly.

After a wave of team battles ended, Bian Ruofei had time to devote a little attention to the people next to him.

"It's you... Didn't I say, should you eat first?"

"I want to wait for you." The young man's voice was a little tender in the night.

The posture of him squatting next to him is more like a well-behaved large dog.

Bian Ruofei couldn't help but took out a hand to touch his head during the game break.

Elvis lowered his head to facilitate his movements.The strong and tall body deliberately lowered its posture, showing a kind of gentleness that would not appear in the eyes of others.

"Captain, what are you doing? Come to support, I can't hold on here." Brent didn't notice this scene, he was still struggling to support the sidewalk seriously, but when he turned his head, he found that the opponent was standing Unmoving under his own tower, he suddenly became anxious.

The prince who is domineering among the Zerg has completely forgotten at this moment that he has always been set as a lone ranger before, one person kills a group, and he will not ask for help if his arms and legs are broken.

"Understood." Bian Ruofei who heard the other party's words immediately calmed down, looked at the screen with full attention, and quickly started to operate.

Elvis only felt the temperature above his head be fleeting.He was a little bit lost, but he still didn't rush, but quietly lay on the armrest of the youth's reclining chair, waiting by the side.

The other party's thoughtfulness made Bian Ruofei also turn the screen slightly so that he could clearly see what he was doing.

"Wait a little longer, it will be over soon," he said.

"Yeah." Elvis replied softly, but his brown eyes did not look at the communicator, but fell on the young man's focused side face.

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Trivia: In the game, when the high ground is pushed away, it is no longer a tower pushing game, it will evolve into a scramble to steal the house.