"Phew..."
The time was 12:10 AM. Looking at the more than 800 million Gold Coins now back in his inventory, Shen Fei let out a long breath, finally able to relax completely.
"Son, are you okay?" Just then, his mother's voice came from behind him.
That afternoon, her son had told the family not to go to sleep at midnight. She hadn't expected that just after 12 AM, he would frantically wake them all up, shouting for them to choose some game. Afterwards, the family of three stood in the doorway, watching their son perform all sorts of frantic "operations" on the computer. Although Father Shen and Mrs. Shen didn't know he was topping up a game account, they could still recognize the bank transfer interface. Earlier, that voice—they didn't know if it was a dream or real—had echoed in their minds again. Faced with her son's "madness," Mrs. Shen was a little nervous.
