In the dark room, only a rectangular screen emitted a flickering light. The cramped space seemed cluttered with many cardboard boxes and haphazardly arranged books. The door slid open with a sound, and a bearded man entered carrying a cup of coffee. The light from the screen reflected on his somewhat gaunt face; though he wasn't very old, his hair was a bit messy, and he wore black-rimmed glasses over heavy dark circles.
He took a sip of coffee, set the cup beside the screen, then pushed his glasses up to look at the information on the screen—it was the classic main interface of the virtual community in the China Competition Region. He yawned while deftly clicking on the avatar of a girl with burning hair, entering his personal center.