Internet cafes in New York are not very high-end. This is an Internet cafe that Old Tang often goes to in Brooklyn.

Lu Mingfei thought that this international metropolis must be different from their coastal city, but when he walked into the narrow door of the Internet cafe, that familiar feeling hit him.

It was exactly the same as the Internet cafe downstairs in his home. It was dirty and broken, filled with smoke, dimly lit, and cigarette butts and empty mineral water bottles were scattered on the dusty carpet. A sparse crowd of people sat in different corners, occasionally coming.

There were one or two Internet-addicted girls with their thighs exposed, and everyone looked back as if they didn't care.

The black boss in a white vest sat at the counter watching TV with a low-quality cigarette in his mouth.

"How much?" Lu Mingfei, who was full of freshness, ran over and asked excitedly, speaking in authentic English.

When the boss noticed that a guest had arrived, he lazily raised his eyelids and raised three fingers.

"What does this mean?" Lu Mingfei asked Old Tang.

"What a shameless boss, he's raising the price again. He's talking about three dollars an hour. It was only two dollars last time I came here. This shabby Internet cafe will be closed down sooner or later..." Old Tang opened his wallet angrily and looked inside.

With the few banknotes, I felt distressed for a while before I took out a few crumpled US dollars and slapped them on the counter.

"Open three machines, two hours." Old Tang said to the boss in English.

The boss nodded, and after using the mouse to operate in the background for a while, he signaled that they could get on the computer.

Lu Mingfei asked as he walked inside: "Have you ever played GTA San Andreas?"

"Then you must have played it. What's wrong?" Fingel said.

"Do you think that boss looks like CJ, the protagonist of San Andreas?"

"Fuck, when you put it like that, it really looks like a black man with a white vest!" Old Tang shouted, slapping his thigh.

The black brothers in the Internet cafe all cast unkind glances, and one of them stood up and asked: "What the fxxking wrong with you?"

They quickly slipped to the corner and sat down.

"But don't all black Americans look the same?" Fingel said suddenly.

Lu Mingfei and the other two looked at each other and laughed.

Log in to the StarCraft client, the Blizzard game logo appears on the screen, and Old Tang opens the room with a roar.

"Teacher, please tell me how to play the game." Lu Mingfei said.

"Playing as a human is the easiest, suitable for novices. You start by blasting low-level spearmen and nurses. 7 farmers build a house, 9 farmers build a barracks, 11 farmers build a second barracks, 13 farmers build a gas mine, and 15 farmers build a second house.
Chapter completed!