Li Qingming, of course, didn't stand on ceremony, and took a seat at the computer next to Yang Xiaoyong to start it up.
This made Yang Xiaoyong a bit uncomfortable, and he shrank towards the inside of the booth, but he didn't say anything.
Next, Li Qingming, following the receptionist's instructions, entered both the identification number and password, and successfully logged into the old computer's system.
It was an ancient operating system, and the only interface you could nearly access was the "Game Lobby," crowded with densely packed games that Li Qingming had hardly even heard of, each icon exuding a cheap quality.
Just as he was considering which one to try, a huge advertisement suddenly popped up on the screen.
A middle-aged male celebrity clad in cheap green armor brandished a saber and boasted, "If you're a bro, come chop me!"
Li Qingming didn't understand at all what this nonsense was, but since it popped up suddenly, perhaps it was some kind of guidance or hint.
