Chapter 113: Treasure Hunt
Sunny crawled out of the simulation pod and lay on the cold floor for a while, breathing heavily.
’How come an illusory arena is so exhausting?’
The designers of the Dreamscape were really weird. The people who frequented the Colosseum were even weirder, though. Sunny couldn’t even begin to understand the quirks of their behavior.
’That’s how subcultures are, I guess?’
To be fair, he couldn’t even understand Seele’s own behavior. And that was only one person.
After a while, he stood up and went downstairs into the Party Car, traveling to the kitchen to make himself some food and replenish all the energy he had spent during this intense and taxing hour.
Sunny made himself a light dinner, avoided the strangely bitter-smelling coffee bags, devoured it with wolfish hunger, and then relaxed in the Party Car while drinking a cup of delicious tea. He had lowered the lighting, causing him to become slightly less noticeable.
He stared at the bar counter in curiosity.
’Shouldn’t somebody work that?’
Sunny has never been to a bar before, so he didn’t know.
As he rested, his phone buzzed.