For the Tuberculosis Rabbit, this was a great way to make a living.
It didn't matter even if it didn't acquire the qualification.
After all, it still increased the Charge progress of its Claw Knife. How could there be such a good way to make a living.
...
Half an hour later.
Chen Yi, with ten gift packages bought for 88 Points each, returned to his rented room.
The night had deepened.
Yet the outside was anything but quiet, clearly, this sudden limited-time event had struck a chord with many people.
But there was also a bright side; at least for tonight, with so many activities going on, you could barely see anyone violating the May rules and dying on the spot.
Under such circumstances, it was also difficult to remember the presence of ghosts.
The ten-draw began.
Subsequently, 50 Skill Fragments quietly lay in his backpack, along with ten Props.
Just spending 980 Points in exchange for ten Props was definitely a relatively cost-effective deal.
If they didn't look at the Prop information, that is.
'Prop Name': Absolute Itch-Relieving Ear-picking Spoon.
'Prop Level': E-tier.
'Prop Effect': This ear-picking spoon can automatically relieve any itching in your ear canal.
'Prop Limitation': It only has an itch-relieving effect when inserted into the ear canal.
'Skill Introduction': "Do you often have itchy ears? This Prop will help you a lot."
Outrageous, isn't it?
No, there's more outrageous stuff.
'Prop Name': Automatic Coffee Machine.
'Prop Level': E-tier.
'Prop Effect': This is a coffee machine; you just pour coffee into it, and hot coffee appears.
'Prop Limitation': Only coffee can be poured into it.
'Skill Introduction': "Now you can have hot coffee anytime, anywhere~"
Yes.
These ten Props were all the kind of Props that are not entirely useless but are somewhat useful daily life Props.
All were E-tier Props.
You might say they weren't worth much; getting such a Prop for 88 Points wasn't a loss.
But to say they were valuable,
Compared to the B-tier and C-tier Props that the two of them pulled from the gift packages, the disparity was just too great.
"Um..."
Curiously, the Tuberculosis Rabbit spoke up, "If this Prop is combined with the 'A Cup of Coffee' Skill, wouldn't you be able to have hot coffee forever?"
"..."
Chen Yi, weary, tossed the Props to the Tuberculosis Rabbit, quickly washed up, and then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
"I'm going to sleep first."
"It's been a tiring day, we'll talk about anything else tomorrow."
"Oh, okay."
The Tuberculosis Rabbit, with a joyful grin, carefully arranged these Props in his own spatial backpack.
He loved collecting these kinds of useful, yet not really useful, trinkets.
After also washing up, he lay down on the other bed next to Chen Yi, ready to drift off to sleep.
...
An hour later.
Chen Yi, lying flat on the bed, opened his eyes expressionlessly and looked up at the ceiling.
How could he have forgotten this point.
How could he sleep in the same room with the Tuberculosis Rabbit?
The Tuberculosis Rabbit and he rented separate rooms in the same complex, and they usually slept in their own rooms. Today, because he was too sleepy, he had forgotten this point.
The Tuberculosis Rabbit's incessant talking was actually bearable during the day... the most terrifying part was at night.
"Is that so? You're also born in the year of the rabbit? What a coincidence."
"Hehe, I'm born in the year of the rabbit too,"
"Me? I'm called the Tuberculosis Rabbit. People say I talk too much, which is why I got this nickname."
"But I don't think I'm a chatterbox at all."
"What, you're asking me why I don't work in customer service?"
"I did work in customer service, but because I kept sending messages to customers, they got annoyed by the constant pop-up notifications and complained. After that, I was let go."
Indeed.
The scariest thing about Tuberculosis Rabbit is his habit of talking in his sleep.
And it's the kind that doesn't stop all night long.
As for the April rule "requiring everyone to talk with others for a thousand sentences," it was practically non-existent to Tuberculosis Rabbit.
Every time Tuberculosis Rabbit was in a dream, he would complete this rule task.
Though it is unclear why the system counts Tuberculosis Rabbit's sleep-talking as having conversations with people.
Perhaps it's because he talks to people in his dreams.
That's also why, when Tuberculosis Rabbit came over to pick him up this afternoon, Chen Yi said without surprise that Tuberculosis Rabbit's daily rule task was probably automatically completed the moment he woke up from sleep in the morning.
Pretty good.
Chen Yi silently took out earplugs from his pocket, inserted them into his ears, closed his eyes, and began to try to force himself to sleep.
...
Soon, several hours passed.
It was daylight.
"Yawn~"
As Tuberculosis Rabbit slowly woke up from his sleep and stretched comfortably, he then saw Chen Yi, who was already dressed and calmly smoking in a chair, and said with some surprise.
"Yi, you woke up this early?"
"Hmm."
Chen Yi paused for a moment, calmly flicked the ash from his cigarette into an ashtray nearby, "How much progress does your Claw Knife have on its Charge?"
"Why are you suddenly asking about that?"
Tuberculosis Rabbit, puzzled, took out his Claw Knife and the next second exclaimed excitedly, "Yi, the Charge progress on my Claw Knife has reached 328!"
"Surprised?"
Chen Yi, with two dark circles under his eyes, looked at Tuberculosis Rabbit somberly: "You forgot about your sleep-talking problem, didn't you?"
"Hehe."
Tuberculosis Rabbit, somewhat embarrassed, scratched the back of his head: "I kind of forgot, so you didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
"What do you think?"
"How about I treat you to some mutton soup?"
"Let's go."
Chen Yi didn't linger, he directly grabbed the jacket on the chair and prepared to head out the door; he was hungry, and it was time to find a restaurant to eat.
Both of them knew how to cook.
But the food they made was beyond description...
So every day they had to find restaurants that were open at such an hour, places that took money but not lives, and have a hearty meal.
...
"Congratulations, young master, you've won again."
Uncle Wei looked at the young master standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and spoke admiringly in his heart: "The tradability of Points has been proven by yesterday's limited-time event."
"Before this event, we had already collected a substantial amount of Points."
"Last night alone, we collected a total of 892 '520 limited-time gift packs'."
"We've opened a lot of Props as a result."
"Among them, there are 6 B-grade Props, 78 C-grade Props, and even more below D-grade."
"Our people are still continuing to buy."
"Hmm."
Gao Yiming, wearing a coat with his hands in his pockets, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the rising Chaoyang and smiled contentedly: "This is the charm of capital."
"What is the charm of capital?"
"It's that when some people can't even afford a single gift pack, we can buy nearly a thousand of them!"
"They think that with the advent of this game, they've had a chance to turn their lives around."
"How naive..."