Fang Heng enjoyed a sumptuous feast, courtesy of Vettel, in the game and then went offline early.
He was going to enter a dangerous town tomorrow.
Fang Heng planned to rest early tonight.
He logged out of the game and opened the game pod. Fang Heng stretched his back.
It was not yet eight o'clock at night, but Team 3 of Phoenix Sound Gaming Company was still full of zest and energy.
Most of the workers were still working overtime in front of their computers, and two-thirds of the gaming cabins were still operating.
To be more precise, Team 3 had people working overtime 24 hours a day.
"A bunch of struggling fighters!"
Fang Heng muttered softly and picked up his phone to check.
There were a few missed calls and a few messages on his phone.
Xia Xi: "Fang Heng, how's your new job? Are you used to it?"
