"Fine, fine, for three hundred yuan, you're all willing to stop being human, is that it?"
Huang Mao said dismissively, "Hey, being human doesn't earn you three hundred yuan."
"Lao Jiang, just suck it up. It'll be over before you know it. Once we get the money, we'll go out tonight and not come back 'til we're smashed."
Jiang Jianming snorted, "Not come back? The hell we won't. I have an 8 a.m. class tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Huang Mao immediately wailed, "What, an 8 a.m. class? Why is there an 8 a.m. class on a Monday? I hate early classes!"
The other two roommates erupted into wails as well. An eight o'clock class was truly the worst.
Towards the end of the game, there was barely any need to fight. Si Wen was responsible for racking up the kills, while the others just had to make sure the minions didn't destroy their towers.
