The lights in the internet café gradually went out, and the residual images on the retina still had a purple afterglow.
The environment suddenly changed; some netizens stopped using their mice and keyboards, while others continued to battle in the virtual world.
Qian Cangyi and Little Drilling Wind immediately stood up, and even if this power outage was just an accident, they couldn't think that way. The three people waited quietly as the situation continued to unfold, as they had plenty of time to wait.
The clattering sound started to ring in the internet café.
Fable stared in astonishment as a keyboard about one meter away from him started moving on its own, the keys being pressed continuously as if an invisible person was sitting at the computer operating it. On the screen, the cursor was moving backward incessantly in the reply box, with a multitude of horizontal and vertical lines appearing.
