Chương 345: The Real Wrold 7

As the sun dipped lower in the sky, its slanting rays painted the surface of the lake in front of the ancient castle a deep crimson. The fading light streamed into the castle, illuminating the carefully curated collection of precious paintings and silverware within, casting a soft glow over them.

Wen Nannan sat on the bed, a game controller in her hands, her head adorned with the latest VR gaming helmet. Grandpa Lu was indeed a treasure trove of knowledge, always aware of what young people enjoyed.

She skillfully maneuvered her character through the dark room in the game, performing rolls and jumps to evade a woman clad in red, her hair disheveled and wild. Wen Nannan found herself involuntarily swaying with the movements of her character, a testament to her immersion in the virtual world.