A few people exchanged a few words at the entrance of the internet café, but unable to resist Henry Cooper's urging from the side, they quickly walked inside.

Seeing Henry Cooper looking all anxious and impatient, Ryan Clark couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What kind of game is this, old third? Why are you even more eager than going to your wedding night?"

Hearing Ryan Clark's words, David Brooks, who hadn't said much all along, suddenly became animated, waggling his eyebrows at Ryan Clark and saying, "Battle Royale!"

"Huh? Internet cafés are this fancy these days?" Ryan Clark was a bit surprised, recalling how back in the day, when he wasn't old enough on his ID, he could only go to those smoky, dark, dingy little internet cafés.

Behind him, Henry Cooper gave Ryan Clark's arm a push and said with a laugh, "Don't worry about that. Let me tell you, it's super fun. I guarantee you'll get hooked after just one try."

As they chatted, they had already reached the front desk.

The girl at the front desk saw them and immediately greeted them politely, "Hello, do you need any juice or drinks? Also, our internet café is currently holding a Battle Royale event, and there are prizes for winning!"

Before anyone could reply, Brian Carter stepped forward ahead of the others, smiling as he said, "There are four of us. We'll order drinks later. By the way, what prizes are there for the Battle Royale event?"

He looked like quite the show-off.

But the front desk girl was very professional—after all, the university town was nearby, and people from all over came here, so she'd met plenty like Brian Carter.

She smiled as well, gesturing toward a poster on the wall and said, "All the event details are on there. You can take a closer look."

As she spoke, she took their ID cards and skillfully swiped them to log them in.

Brian Carter didn't get the answer he wanted and tried to keep chatting, but Ryan Clark nudged him with his elbow, "Fourth, what's that over there?"

Following Ryan Clark's pointing finger, Brian Carter looked up.

It turned out to be the big screen in the lounge area on the first floor of the internet café.

At that moment, quite a few people were gathered around the big screen—some were customers there to surf the web, some had just finished playing and hadn't left yet, and some were just accompanying friends and not playing themselves... From time to time, low voices of discussion could be heard.

"15 kills! Awesome!!"

"Damn! This guy is so sneaky!"

"Yeah, that last move almost scared me!"

"Old silver coin! The ultimate old silver coin!"

"Only 10 people left, this round is in the bag!"

"......"

The big screen was showing a third-person shooter game. Ryan Clark had seen ads for this game occasionally when he was online recently, but he hadn't expected it to become this popular in such a short time.

You know, the last game to be broadcast in the internet café lobby and attract a crowd was a MOBA game called LOL.

Suppressing his curiosity, Ryan Clark glanced around the first-floor lobby of the internet café.

He hadn't really noticed before, but now that he looked, it seemed that out of every ten computers, seven or eight were playing the same game as on the big screen.

From time to time, he heard shouts like, "Enemy! Enemy!", "Where? Call it out!", "Revive me, I'm dying!", "Who's shooting me?"... the typical chaos of team gaming.

Ryan Clark looked at Henry Cooper and asked thoughtfully, "Old third, is this the game you mentioned on the phone earlier?"

Henry Cooper immediately grinned, "So? Exciting, right?"

"I'm telling you, once you play it, you'll fall in love with it. Plus, in this internet café, if you get the most kills in the game out of everyone, you'll automatically be broadcast live on the first-floor lobby. Tons of pretty girls will be able to see you!"

Automatically filtering out the part about "pretty girls," Ryan Clark looked at the big screen and hesitated, "So, this is an FPS game?"

"FPS game? What's that?" Henry Cooper was momentarily confused, scratching the back of his head.

Brian Carter chimed in, "It means first-person shooter, but second brother, you're not quite right—this game can be played in first-person, but most of the time it's TPS, third-person. Heh, this is a game that combines shooting skills, strategy, and survival!"

Hearing Brian Carter's explanation, Ryan Clark more or less understood.

For certain reasons that very few people knew, he rarely touched these kinds of shooting games anymore.

Since returning to university, he mostly just played LOL occasionally when online, or watched American TV shows and movies in his spare time.

At this moment, Ryan Clark wanted to refuse.

But seeing his three roommates so excited, he hesitated.

If he really insisted on not playing at this point, since they were all almost adults, they probably wouldn't force him, but it would definitely kill the mood.

He might even get labeled as "not a team player" in the dorm or class in the future.

Thinking of this, Ryan Clark couldn't help but shake his head and mutter to himself, "Forget it, anyway, Mantou said this is a TPS game, not an FPS. Playing a bit won't hurt, just for fun."

……

Before long, the front desk girl had finished swiping their ID cards.