In the office, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a beer belly sat in a large leather chair, facing a young man standing opposite him.,"It truly is a game of its time," Wu Chen sighed, "Too bad this game isn't played on computers; you have to buy a gaming helmet to play.",At this time, there was no time to cook or go out for a meal. So he searched around the house and finally found a bag of bread under the bed that must have fallen sometime ago. Looking at the packaging that wasn't opened, Wu Chen didn't think too much about it and tore it open to solve his hunger in three or two bites.。