5:00 in the evening.0

Ample Time lay on the bed, put on his helmet, and returned to the game. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself staring at the gray cement ceiling.0

Beneath him was a worn-out single bed.0

As he moved his heavy head, a faint fragrance wafted from the compressed pillow into his nose. The only downside was the scent of motor oil mixed in.0

Turning his head, he saw a girl sitting on the edge of the bed.0

In her hand, she held a screwdriver, tinkering with the components of her left arm, whether replacing batteries or changing oil, it was hard to tell.0

The game always felt unexpectedly real in strange ways.0

"You are awake?" Dori noticed the movement on the bed and glanced at him.0

At this moment, she wore a washed-out sleeveless T-shirt, and in the dawnlight from the window, a hint of fair skin could be vaguely seen, making Ample Time unsure where to place his gaze. "Mhm."0

Seeing the man's embarrassment, Dori smirked mischievously and teased, "You're such a deep sleeper; I couldn't wake you no matter how loud I called."0

Ample Time awkwardly...0