“Hey!” Wang Wenfei saw a small piece of the magazine torn off by Hu Yue and immediately lowered her voice, saying, “It’s impolite to do that. Can you not be so rude?”

“What?”

Hu Yue glanced at Wang Wenfei, pursed her lips at her nervous appearance, and thrust the torn piece in front of Wang Wenfei's face: “Look.”

Wang Wenfei was puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“This magazine paper is very brittle and faded. It really looks like it's been around for a long time.”

“You mean…”

“This might really be a magazine from decades ago.”

“So, you’re saying you damaged someone else’s old item?”

Hu Yue: “…”

Ouch! That’s right!

Said so by Wang Wenfei, Hu Yue immediately felt guilty. She originally wanted to share her discovery, but—Wang Wenfei added: “It’s fine for people to open a shop and collect some old things. Now you’ve gone and destroyed a small piece. What if they pursue the matter or get angry…”

“Shhh!”

After Wang Wenfei said that, Hu Yue became even more uneasy. She coughed lightly and quickly put the small piece of paper back into her pocket, her eyes darting around, and she quickened her pace: “Um, let's go back to the room and rest.”

Wang Wenfei: “…”

Well, she really thought there was some major discovery, but it turned out to be just causing damage and being reminded to feel guilty.

Wang Wenfei didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Coincidentally.

When Lu Xiaoyao and Leng Youyou also went upstairs, Lu Xiaoyao noticed that a corner of the magazine at the corner was torn.

“Huh? Here…”

Leng Youyou turned her head and saw the magazine with a missing corner that Lu Xiaoyao was pointing at, her eyes narrowed and she took a step back.

“It was just torn, the color of the tear is still fresh.”

“Eh? Fresh?”

Lu Xiaoyao didn't expect Leng Youyou to notice the difference with just one glance.

Then Leng Youyou looked at the magazine carefully, making sure there were no other discoveries, and then said: “Let’s go, they probably tore it off earlier. We’ll ask them about it later.”

“Shouldn’t we tear a piece off too?”

Lu Xiaoyao felt that if the two in front tore it, they must have discovered something different before taking action. Although she and Leng Youyou hadn’t found anything, but… she could tear the whole thing off and take it back to study slowly, right?

She couldn’t fall behind, could she?

The expression on Lu Xiaoyao’s face was too obvious, so Leng Youyou couldn't help but remind her: “We are just tourists, not space pirates… to tear off decorations in someone’s shop, this outside the game… hmm?”

“Oh, right~”

[Pfft! You’ve been playing games for so long, don’t you know that you can’t touch certain things in this type of game?]

[Yeah, what if it carries some kind of curse, or something that kills whoever touches it…]

[Speaking of which, today’s merchant lady didn’t even hint at the little one to buy anything~]

[That’s right! Today, the merchant lady is so strange, she didn’t sell boxed lunches.]

[Is it because the time hasn’t come yet?]

[But, actually, in more difficult games, only this kind of mysterious merchant is the most normal, you might not even meet the mysterious merchant who takes the initiative to sell unless you ask.]

[Emmm, indeed, my little one has always been very lucky, and the mysterious merchant ladies she has encountered have been very nice, chasing after her to sell.]

[So, this round won’t…]

[Could it be that it’s not the original one?! Shocked face.jpg]

…

Seeing this, Mingmei almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She had to say that the people on the screen were somewhat close to the truth.

Thinking so, she took another cup of tea and took a sip.

While she was drinking tea, the three male players had also taken the cups from Mu Chen and went upstairs.

“What are you thinking about?”

As soon as Mu Chen turned around, he saw Mingmei holding a teacup and spacing out.

“Nothing, I’m just curious about what it feels like to see players from a boss’s perspective.”

“Oh? What does it feel like?”

“Not bad~”

Mu Chen also returned to the bar and took out the small bread he had baked in the old-fashioned oven in the back kitchen and handed it to Mingmei.

“Want to try some?”

Simple butter and fresh milk bread, the aroma of wheat mixed with the fragrance of milk under the heat of the oven. Mingmei tasted a piece, and then stared curiously at Mu Chen’s face, and asked in confusion: “You… why did you learn to make pastries? And open a shop?”

“Isn’t there an old saying? ‘To capture a person’s heart, you must first capture their stomach.’”

While Mu Chen was speaking, he bent down and brought his face closer to Mingmei's face who was sitting on the stool.

At that time, Mingmei looked at her own dazed appearance of holding the small bread in her mouth in the other person's pupils, which made her feel a little uncomfortable and missed the lingering gaze intertwined with the other person.

“Oh~ but I remember you told me that you are generally okay at cooking, you can only make pastries.”

“Then do you like the pastries I make?”

“I like them.”

“That’s enough~”

Mingmei: ???

Mingmei turned her head again, staring at Mu Chen with her round eyes with a slightly upturned tail. She was about to say, how could that be enough, when a light cough broke the atmosphere.

Mingmei and Mu Chen turned their heads together and saw four female players standing at the stairs with changes of clothes in their arms, looking towards them while pretending not to notice.

Players: Oh oh oh~ It’s even easier to ship them than in reality~~

Mingmei: =。=

Mu Chen: …

“Um, we want to ask, is the hot water ready yet?”

Feeling the embarrassment of the people involved being watched, Leng Youyou took the opportunity to find a legitimate reason for their group to come downstairs.

“It’s ready.”

Mu Chen stood up straight, his face slightly cold, and said: “It’s getting late, please wash up and go back to rest as soon as possible, we also need to rest.”

“Ah, okay, okay, we’ll wash up quickly! Don’t worry, don’t worry! We won’t disturb you gu-… ah, you rest!”

The wild words that Lu Xiaoyao was about to blurt out were finally swallowed back by her.

But when she said rest, she deliberately emphasized the word as if she was trying to hide something.

Mingmei felt that if she watched Lu Xiaoyao’s live broadcast room now, it must be a mosaic.

After all, she could hear what Lu Xiaoyao wanted to say just now, let alone the audience in Lu Xiaoyao's live broadcast room who had a high desire for secondary creation.

If it weren't for the super administrator, their words would be unscrupulous.

Those audiences couldn't wait to take off all their pants, and while saying flirtatious words, they could also throw the pants they took off a few circles to show their presence.

Tell others that geniuses have always come from the comments!

…

After sending Lu Xiaoyao and the others into the bathroom, the boys also came down to take a hot shower. Mingmei also answered their questions and said that it was too late and asked them to rest early.

However, while taking a shower, the three of them chatted about some topics using the noise of the water.

“Speaking of which, why did the boss remind us to sleep early? Could it be that something will happen at night?”

“But it was indeed late when we got here, it was almost twelve o’clock at the time, and it should be early in the morning now. There’s nothing wrong with the boss saying that. If we don’t rest, the boss has to rest, right?”

Mandison felt that Julian's suspicion was an overreaction.

“No, the two of them were drinking tea just now. If they were really sleepy, why would they drink tea at this time? Also, they ate something just now. It’s not good for the body to eat before going to bed. They obviously don’t plan to sleep next.”

Julian analyzed the strange behavior of Mingmei and Mu Chen, but Charlie silently added: “It is bad, but when you’re hungry and greedy, you can’t control it.”

Julian: ??

Charlie looked at Julian innocently and said silently: “Don’t we also go out for supper when we can’t sleep in the middle of the night? You don’t allow the NPC’s setting to be that they like to drink tea and eat supper in the middle of the night?”

“What kind of setting is this?”

Julian sneered, firmly believing that this was a clue deliberately left by the NPC.

As a result, Charlie said very calmly: “Maybe it’s just the game design carrying personal stuff. I also watched the live broadcast of the banquet you attended in the Empire last time. If there was no personal stuff, how would you explain the faces of those two NPCs?”

“I heard that people who work in game-related jobs are very busy. They are a group of supermen who can’t wake up during the day and can’t sleep at night, with dark circles under their eyes, drinking coffee and eating fried chicken and cake to work overtime~ Do you think there is a problem with them creating a few NPCs with their own personality in the game?”

Julian + Mandison: …

It seems like it makes sense?