There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

"I only made some light dishes early this morning, not sure if they'll suit your tastes."

Jiaye sat at the dining table and began setting out the dishes from his thermal container one by one, "This is steamed yellow croaker, the real deal. You can't buy this in the System Market; I got it from a fellow fishmonger."

"If we weren't former fish sellers ourselves, ordinary people wouldn't have a chance to buy a real yellow croaker at a time like this. There's just no way to find it."

"There's also millet porridge, eight fried eggs—four with salt, four without."

"Not sure if you folks like your fried eggs with or without salt, so I made both."

"Plus meat buns, vegetarian buns, plain soy milk, sweetened soy milk, salty doufu nao, spicy doufu nao, sweet doufu nao, and crullers. Here, we also have some pickles to go with the porridge."

"And there's fermented black bean yellow croaker—it's a bit more flavorful than the steamed one; see which you prefer."

"My brother also has some dim sum left, which are mostly sweet. Not sure if that's to your liking."

"Everything here is homemade by me, not a single item was bought."

Jiaye's eyes curved into crescents, and although there was no hint of boasting in her tone, the sense of pride was nearly spilling from her eyes.

Only then did Chen Yi notice that the container Jiaye was holding was just the appetizer, while the real feast was in the giant thermal box that Tie Chui was shouldering.

At this moment, Jiaye was continuously pulling dish after dish out of the massive thermal box.

"..."

Just after pouring water for the two and about to offer Tie Chui a cigarette, Chen Yi stood there, somewhat bewildered, "Isn't this a bit much for just breakfast?"

The quantity of food before him was no exaggeration—one could have fed all the employees of a twenty-person company.

"A bit unsure which dishes and flavors you like, I thought I'd make a bit of everything. Now that I know what you like, I won't bring so much next time." Continue your adventure at empire

Quickly taking out all the dishes from the thermal box, Jiaye and Tuberculosis Rabbit looked up at Chen Yi with anticipation shining in their eyes, "Yi, have a taste and see how it is?"

"Ah, uh, sure sure."

Though a bit stunned, Chen Yi didn't want to let the kindness of someone bringing food to the door go to waste. He first handed the cigarette he held to Tie Chui, who had been eagerly waiting for a while, and then he began to gesture everyone to sit down.

From the moment Tie Chui entered, his eyes never left the cigarette in Chen Yi's hand.

It was somewhat inevitable, feeling an extreme sense of helplessness.

His face was nearly inscribed with the words "Just give me the cigarette."

After receiving the cigarette from Chen Yi, Tie Chui contentedly tucked it into his metal cigarette case inside his pocket and sat down cheerfully, looking at everyone.

With Tie Chui's size, when he sat down, one could barely see the edges of the chair from the side; he had completely sunk into it.

When entering, he even had to duck his head.

"Hmm?"

Chen Yi picked up a piece of stir-fried green vegetable with his chopsticks and after chewing and swallowing a few bites, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Jiaye while nodding in approval, "The taste is really good, your cooking skills are quite impressive."

"Don't just watch, everyone eat."

"Alright."

With a bowl of porridge in front of her, Jiaye sipped it with a spoon, but the smile in her eyes was hardly containable.

She had gotten up at 2 AM the night before and worked until 5:30 AM, then rushed over to find Chen Yi as soon as possible.

The June rule stated that you just needed to get up before 6 AM; if you wanted, even getting up at 12 midnight was fine; no problem at all.

Though she had labored for over four hours, seeing how much Chen Yi enjoyed the food and the high praise he gave, she felt it was all worth it; all her fatigue seemed to have vanished.

The group chatted leisurely while eating breakfast.

"How did you find out where I live?"

After finishing the porridge in his hand, Chen Yi looked up at Jiaye sitting across from him.

"Hey."

Jiaye tilted her head helplessly, "Don't you know how famous you are in Yancheng? At least half the people in Yancheng know where you, Yi, live."

"No need to ask around."

"The Law Enforcement Bureau moved their base next to your neighborhood a few days ago. You guys didn't know about this?"

"It's clear to anyone with eyes that the Law Enforcement Bureau wants to be able to seek your help at the first sign of trouble."

"Is that so?"

Chen Yi was actually quite surprised by this information; he really wasn't aware, only knowing that the Law Enforcement Bureau hadn't asked him to collect bodies for a long time. As for the Bureau moving to the building downstairs, he was rather clueless about that.

Meanwhile, Tuberculosis Rabbit had completely stuffed himself, with a vegetarian bun in his left hand and a meat bun in his right.

One bite on the left, one bite on the right.

He chewed with immense satisfaction, not having enjoyed a meal this much in a long time, truly fulfilling. But then, he suddenly realized something, "Wait, isn't it not even 7 AM yet?"

"According to the June rules, aren't we supposed to eat breakfast at 8 AM?"

"No worries, we'll just have another meal then."

"..."

Tuberculosis Rabbit suddenly felt a bit choked up, looking seriously at Jiaye, he felt like this woman had come to doom Yi. This woman planned to kill Yi by stuffing him alive.

Such an assassination method was unheard of!

Who eats one meal at 7 AM and another at 8 AM?

Even pigs don't eat like that, right?

"What's that?"

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Jiaye suddenly noticed an ice coffin leaned against the wall inside the house and expressed his confusion, "Is this a coffin?"

"Yeah, an ice coffin."

After taking a sip of porridge and catching his breath, Tuberculosis Rabbit spoke without much concern, "Sword Without End died and was put in there, and now it has become an ornament. How about that? Looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

"Sword Without End is dead?"

A thread of confusion surfaced in Jiaye's mind, and he asked with subconscious concern, "He didn't hurt you guys, did he?"

Sword Without End's strength was not weak, proven by his ranking on the vehicle leaderboard and his performance in the world boss activities, which demonstrated he was a player of considerable strength.

Although she knew Yi was also strong, she thought that killing Sword Without End would likely have resulted in injuries, right?

"No."

Tuberculosis Rabbit waved his hand and explained, "You're mistaken; Sword Without End committed suicide. After the afterlife descended, people who die become Hell Players. Sword Without End thought he could find his wife in hell, so he killed himself to become a Hell Player and went there."

"Let us keep his body temporarily."

"I tidied up his body on a whim, and now it looks much better, like a piece of art. But you'd better not get too close to see it, lest it scares you."

The group chatted idly while eating breakfast.

Soon, the time reached 8 am.

They all took a few bites of steamed buns, symbolically dealing with the June rule, and then they parted ways. Chen Yi had planned to see Jiaye off, but Jiaye firmly declined, so he let it be.

...

After leaving Chen Yi's house and seeing that Chen Yi didn't come out:

Jiaye purposefully created the sound of leaving in the corridor, then sneakily, with a heart full of stealthy joy, opened the door to the room next to Chen Yi's in the corridor and slipped inside.

And she quickly pulled her brother inside as well.

She had already moved next to Chen Yi's place the night before.

But she did not plan to tell Yi about this. What if Yi asked her to leave?

She intended to create some coincidental encounters.

...

"Huff!"

After Jiaye left, Tuberculosis Rabbit lay on the bed with a round belly, murmuring in a trance, "It's been a long time since I've been this full. I never imagined having so many different kinds of food for breakfast."

"There's a variety of flavors."

"It's really nice."

Just as Chen Yi was about to say something:

A prompt suddenly sounded in their ears.

'Ding, game activity announcement!'

'From June 17 to June 19, the "Father's Day" special event is open!'

'The start time is June 17 at 12:00 noon, specific event rules will be published at 12:00 noon, and the event deadline is June 19 at 12:00 noon.'

'Please prepare, all players!'

A prompt rang out leisurely in the ears of all players.

"Father's Day?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit was momentarily stunned, then jumped up from the bed, picked up the calendar on the bedside table and glanced at the few lines of small text below. After a moment he somewhat blankly said, "Today is actually Father's Day?"

Neither he nor Yi had fathers. Naturally, they never celebrated Father's Day and had no concept of the holiday.

It was the same with the Qingming Festival; they did not celebrate it either.

"Wait a minute."

Tuberculosis Rabbit's thoughts suddenly shifted to the Qingming Festival, and he furrowed his brow, deep in thought, "Yi, I just thought of something."

"On Qingming Festival, everyone burns paper money for their deceased relatives so that they can have money to spend below, right?"

"Suppose a person can live to be 60 years old."

"Couldn't they start burning paper money for themselves every Qingming Festival when they're 16, so that when they die, they could collect all that money at once?"

"..."

Although Chen Yi was somewhat resigned, he still responded dryly, "If no one's down there to collect it, who's burning the paper money?"

"True, ha. But we could think about it differently."

"Like, if everyone burns paper to a specific institution while alive, then after they go down, they could receive a fixed amount of money from that institution every month."

"That way, you wouldn't have to worry if your descendants stop burning paper for you and you ran out of money below, right?"

"What you're talking about sounds familiar."

After a moment of silence, Chen Yi said somberly, "I remember now, you're talking about social security."

"Paying social security while alive, then receiving social security funds monthly after you're gone?"

"Alright, let's not think about this ridiculous nonsense anymore."

"Prepare for the Father's Day limited event at noon and see what it's all about."

Then Chen Yi turned his attention to his only two props, which he had obtained from a world event. One of them seemed like it might be useful for this Father's Day event.

However, the specifics of the Father's Day event rules and content were still unclear.

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