There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Chapter 281: Chapter 260: Mainly Psychological Exhaustion.

Sword Without End was in hell to protect Jiaye from any mishaps, for if Jiaye ran into trouble in hell, he wouldn’t be able to resurrect, meaning permanent death.

This was Chen Yi’s greatest worry.

The reason he liked Jiaye and could still bring himself to attack him was largely because he knew that even if one fell into hell, they could still come back up, and it wasn’t a true death.

But if one were to die again in hell, there would really be no future at all.

Therefore, he was always concerned about Jiaye encountering any trouble in hell, with some sightless thing annoying or provoking him, which is why he always asked Sword Without End to accompany him. With Sword Without End’s strength, he couldn’t exactly strut around in hell,

but protecting Jiaye from harm was absolutely no problem.

It might seem like Sword Without End wasn’t very strong in their team, everyone could rebuke him a couple of times, and he had an exceptionally good temper, appearing to be an old softie.

But in the world boss event at that time,

all the last layer of players dealt single or double-digit damage, and even the strongest among them just hit the triple-digits, while Sword Without End dealt nearly five-digit damage in one strike, shocking everyone present!

Of course, Chen Yi had dealt a million damage in that battle, but that’s a story for another time.

From this, it was evident that Sword Without End’s actual strength was not weak at all, it was just that he didn’t have many opportunities to make a move normally.

He also collected quite a few globally unique character actions.

These actions could be transformed into real damage attacks in Sword Without End’s hands, considered a stack of trump cards.

Although Sword Without End didn’t take direct action, he played a significant role behind the scenes.

And then there was Tuberculosis Rabbit… and Tie Chui, who neither took any action nor played much of a role, but having someone to welcome them upon their return was an important task right after coming back… probably.

“Anyway, everyone’s been working hard recently, cheers!”

Chen Yi stopped his jumbled thoughts, raised his glass and looked at everyone. He clinked his glass forcefully with the others, and beer foam joyously splashed everywhere.

…

The night passed quickly.

Chen Yi and the others returned to their rooms slightly tipsy to wash up and sleep.

Recently, Jiaye has been sleeping in a room by himself next to Chen Yi, while Chen Yi still shared a room with Tuberculosis Rabbit.

He had already begun thinking about moving to a new house. Continuing to live here wasn’t a great choice. Before, he didn’t have the conditions to move, but now that he had them, there was no need to keep putting himself through this discomfort. He was used to it, no problem.

But it did seem somewhat unclean for Jiaye to live in such an environment with him.

If they were to move to a villa in the suburbs, to be honest, he really wasn’t quite used to that idea. Later, he simply decided to move the palace onto the rooftop.

After the title Annihilate Nine Clans was upgraded to Annihilate Entire Clans,

his Crimson Chair’s effect was changed to the Crimson Palace.

The area was spacious enough, and there were many bedrooms, enough for all of them to sleep. And he could also have his own room with Jiaye. Hmm… falling asleep holding Jiaye felt softer, and without Tuberculosis Rabbit’s sleep talking, it was simply comfortable and quiet.

A somewhat dizzy Chen Yi washed up hastily and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.

He had indeed felt quite fatigued these past few days.

Mostly, it was psychological fatigue.

…

August 20th.

The next morning, Chen Yi, who awoke and sat on a beach chair on the rooftop, shared a Prop panel with Jiaye next to him and raised an eyebrow, “Want to go in and give it a try?”

At the moment, it was just the two of them on the rooftop.

Tuberculosis Rabbit and the others were still deep in sleep, as they drank quite a bit last night. He and Jiaye drank less, so they woke up earlier.

Tuberculosis Rabbit and Sword Without End were hard at it later, neither willing to concede to the other as they drank ferociously.

“Cowherd and Weaver Girl?”

Jiaye looked thoughtfully at the Prop panel in front of him and after a long while said, “Yi, do you want to use this Prop for the high rewards? But nobody knows how vast the cities mentioned in this Prop are.”

“In a city, the chance for two strangers to meet is slim, let alone to fall in love,” he said.

“Should we do some preparation before entering the map?”

“Like tattooing key information on our arms, or using Memory Paper to record it?”

“Otherwise, it seems a bit too difficult.”

“Feasible.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi took out two pieces of Memory Paper from his bosom, wrote on them for a while, then put one piece into his mouth and handed the other to Jiaye.

“Then let’s go in.”

“Alright.”

Jiaye nodded, feeling somewhat unsure.

Their voices faded.

Chen Yi and Jiaye vanished from the spot in an instant.

…

“Still shutting yourself in at home?”

“It’s just one entrepreneurial failure. Why are you acting like you can’t go on living, so lifeless? If you’re short of money, just say it. I don’t have much, but I can get you tens of thousands to help you make a comeback. Consider it an early investment.”

A nagging voice arose beside Chen Yi’s ear.

“Ah?”

Chen Yi glanced around in a daze, saw the light from the cellphone on the desk, and realized the voice had come from the phone. He said reflexively, “Oh, I know, I’ve got some things to deal with, I’ll hang up now.”

This young man was his good buddy.

He didn’t know why, but he had just zoned out.

It felt like he had been in a long dream and had suddenly awakened, his head somewhat dizzy.

‘August 20th.’

After a while,

Chen Yi silently looked at the calendar on the desk, sitting in the dim room, placing the almost burnt-out cigarette into the ashtray filled with butts. The air inside was extremely pungent, and the trash can was overflowing.

No light was turned on in the room.

It appeared extremely dim.

He was an entrepreneur, or more accurately, a failed entrepreneur.

He had achieved a bit during the startup phase, earning a net profit of more than 30,000 in the first few months. Before starting the business, his salary was about 6,000, so this was quite a qualitative improvement.

But in the fourth month, everything began to go downhill.

Not a slow decline, but a precipitous drop.

A cliff-like plummet.@@novelbin@@

A startup has no capacity to withstand risks. All the funds for the month were tied up in the advertising budget; when there were no returns for the month, the cash flow broke, and throwing in tens of thousands in loans was futile.

The end result was bankruptcy and a debt of tens of thousands.

He locked himself in the room alone, reflecting on his mistakes. The reason for not turning on the light was simply because he couldn’t afford the electricity bill.

Property management fees, electricity bills, water bills, he couldn’t pay any of them.

The property management would knock on his door daily to collect debts, and every time he would stay silent as if no one was home, narrowly avoiding them.

“Huh!”

Chen Yi exhaled deeply, lit another cigarette, and sat at the desk in the dim room, looking at the laptop screen in silence without speaking.

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