"Who is Jame?" Zhou Guanyu asked curiously.
Qin Miao didn't explain, just replied perfunctorily, "Nobody, just a sniper who's good at saving guns."
"Oh." Zhou Guanyu didn't press further, "Out of money, lend me a gun."
"Economic black hole!" Qin Miao grumbled, but with over seven thousand bucks on him, he still handed Zhou Guanyu a 4750 AWP.
He then splurged on a shotgun for himself.
Life's tough, better earn some money with a shotgun first; otherwise, losing this round means no money for guns in the next.
Zhou Guanyu wasn't the least bit embarrassed; he happily took the AWP Qin Miao tossed to him and ran off to play on the Banana Path.
With no worries left, the two of them once again threw all their attention into the game.
Zhou Guanyu did keep his promise of treating Qin Miao to a late-night snack.
Around two in the morning, just as Qin Miao was starting to feel hungry, someone dressed like a delivery guy opened the internet cafe door and walked in.