He completed the selection, and the [joy4] deck in his hand immediately turned into white light and disappeared.

Because the equipment generation method in the storage room had changed, there would be no sudden white pillars of light in the room.

Brother Jue waited for a few seconds, saw no changes around, and walked back to the drawer by the wall…

"It should be in here..." he muttered, pulling open the iron drawer.

Indeed, the equipment exchanged from the deck was also refreshed in here.

Clang—

As the drawer was opened, the item appeared before Brother Jue's eyes.

"Uh..." The moment Feng Bujue saw the thing, he didn't even need to bring up the description menu to know the name of the item.

Overall, it was a cylindrical, doll-like object.

Its main body was a cylindrical orange-red pillar, topped with a hemispherical flesh-colored cap, on which two eyes and a mouth were drawn.

The two eyes were standard dead fish eyes...

The mouth was a simple horizontal line.

This hemispherical "head" only had these two eyes and a mouth, with no nose, ears, eyebrows... or any other details.

On either side of this cylindrical object, there were two flesh-colored sticks, about the thickness of chopsticks. These two things should be the "arms" of this object, also without any details, just fixed to the body and drooping at a seventy-degree angle.

[Name: just_we]

[Type: Composite Weapon]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Attack Power: ???]

[Defense Power: ???]

[Attribute: Fire]

[Effect: More presence than you think, and more useful than it looks]

[Equipment Condition: Since it's bound, just use it (Bind on Pickup)]

[Remark: just_we is just_we, neither great nor humble.]

"Oh... it really is just_we." Feng Bujue picked up the item and said with a smile.

The next second...

"What a ripoff!" he immediately shouted, "Is this what you call Legendary quality? Can this even be considered equipment? Where am I supposed to equip it? Am I supposed to shove the whole thing up my [Bleep—] and walk around with it? This effect description is completely inexplicable! Is the 'Equipment Condition' section trying to comfort me? I'm not imagining that 'you've already been scammed, might as well accept it' tone, am I? What's with the final remark! 'just_we is just_we, neither great nor humble'… Isn't that nonsense!"

"Haa... haa..." Brother Jue exhaled this whole passage in one breath, panting and taking a few seconds to recover.

After venting, he calmed down a bit...

"Hoo... never mind... this is fate." He sighed and put just_we into his inventory, "This is Legendary equipment, it'll have some use... yeah... it will."

Although he told himself that, he knew in his heart... he had probably suffered the "risk" of exchanging equipment with the [joy4] deck and drawn a ball-busting reward.

At this point, Feng Bujue had finished receiving the rewards after the end of the script. He looked at the real-world time and realized that two or three hours had passed since he logged in.

Considering that the forty-eight hours of this "limited-time experience" were calculated according to real-world time, Brother Jue decided to log out first.

These two or three hours could be considered getting familiar with the new environment. Next, he planned to log in entirely in sleep mode—since he had to play anyway, it was much more cost-effective to consume the experience time in sleep mode.

…

After disconnecting the neural connection, Feng Bujue opened the game pod and sat up.

"Hmm..." He sat up straight, shook his head, and muttered, "Here it comes again..."

Brother Jue had discovered a long time ago that every time he played the game in non-sleep mode, he would have a strange feeling in the first few minutes after disconnecting...

It wasn't exactly "dizziness," but a subtle "sense of disharmony."

When Feng Bujue was still an ordinary person, he wouldn't have been able to detect this abnormality. However... after being repeatedly "developed" by guys like Gu Chen, Qi Zhi, Woody, and Simon, Brother Jue was now a man who could even sense the "Earth's rotation." Therefore, he could clearly sense this "sense of disharmony"...

"Do you feel it?"

Just as Brother Jue was pondering, suddenly, a man's voice entered his ears.

"Holy crap?" Surprised, Feng Bujue turned his head to follow the sound and was shocked to find a man in a suit sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"I say... how did you get in?" When Brother Jue saw it was Gu Chen, he immediately asked, "And... why didn't I notice you coming in at all?"

"I've had a key to this place for a long time." Gu Chen replied calmly, "Even if I didn't... it would be easy to get in." He shrugged, "As for why you couldn't detect me... it's too troublesome to explain, just consider it 'light work' or something."

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue narrowed his eyes and climbed out of the game pod, "Looks like you're an expert in breaking and entering."

"No, I'm not." Gu Chen continued, "When you enter someone else's home without saying hello, that's called 'breaking and entering.' When I enter a home without saying hello, that's called 'performing a mission.'"

"Heh heh..." Feng Bujue chuckled twice and replied, "So... I wonder what mission Section Chief is here to perform today?"

Hearing this, Gu Chen looked into Brother Jue's eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "I'm here today... to take care of personal business." After saying that, he glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's almost six o'clock, let's chat while we eat."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue smiled, "That sounds great~" Although his expression was smiling, there was no real joy in his eyes, "Are you planning to take me to some fancy hotel for a publicly funded meal?"

At this time, Gu Chen stood up and walked towards the kitchen, saying as he walked, "I went to the market on the way."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue's gaze followed him, and he quickly saw several plastic bags on the countertop.

"I told my wife that I wouldn't be home for dinner tonight, so I'll just make do at your place..." Gu Chen had already walked into the kitchen halfway through his sentence and picked up an apron to put on, "I haven't had many chances to cook myself since I got married, so my skills may have deteriorated a bit. Come over and give me a hand."

"Hey..." Brother Jue was shocked, "You break into someone else's house without saying a word, forcibly buy groceries to cook, want to freeload a meal... and then demand that the owner help you do it?"

"Then are you going to do it or not?" Gu Chen asked nonchalantly.

Feng Bujue thought for two seconds, rolled his dead fish eyes, and also walked towards the kitchen, "Sigh... menu, menu..."

"Scallion-braised ribs..." Gu Chen replied smoothly, "...Mapo tofu, meatball soup, and then a mushroom soup."

As he said this, Gu Chen picked up a transparent large mixing bowl with his left hand and grabbed an egg with his right hand, cracking it open with a smooth one-handed motion.

Then... the egg broke into the bowl.

As the egg, along with its shell and yolk, fell into the bowl, the atmosphere in the kitchen instantly became very strange...

After an awkward silence, Feng Bujue's mouth twitched as he looked at Gu Chen with narrowed eyes and asked in a calm tone, "Um... I'd like to ask... what was your cooking skill 'before it deteriorated' like?"

Gu Chen maintained his calm attitude, wiped his hands with a rag, and replied coldly, "You know that instant noodles taste better when they're boiled, right?"

"Nonsense! Who doesn't know that!" Feng Bujue was shocked, "So your so-called 'skill' is at the level of cooking instant noodles! And you still have the nerve to buy ingredients for four dishes and bring them to someone else's house! You even put on an arrogant act and ask someone to help you?"

"Hmph..." Gu Chen ignored Brother Jue's retort and snorted coldly, "By the way... when boiling instant noodles, put less water in to make it taste better."

"Cut the crap! You're still talking about instant noodles!" Feng Bujue pointed at Gu Chen with his arm, "I said that's not some amazing knowledge! What's with that self-righteous attitude of yours?"

Gu Chen shook his head, still unmoved by Brother Jue's retorts, "Young man, you're too naive... the truly profound technique is the state of returning to simplicity. Techniques like 'making buns smile' or 'making dumplings move' are just gimmicks."

"A guy who can't even crack an egg properly has the nerve to say that..." Feng Bujue's own eggs started to hurt vaguely, "You think I can't tell that you're regurgitating old tropes from decades-old cooking manga to mock people?"

"Don't mind the details." Gu Chen continued, "Although my technique is rusty, my consciousness won't regress." As he said that, he picked up another plastic bag, "Watch... in a moment, I'll teach you how to use soybeans instead of minced meat to make a special Mapo tofu with six flavors in one."

"You immediately plagiarize someone else's technique after mocking their technique as a gimmick!" Feng Bujue roared, "Do you... or rather... do you even have a face?"

…

Fifteen minutes later...

"Hmm... let me see..." Feng Bujue glanced at the steamer on the stove, "The meatball soup is steaming..." He glanced at the large wok next to it, covered with a lid, "The ribs need to simmer over low heat, so there's still time to wait..." He looked down at the tofu in the bowl, "The tofu should be soaked in water first, and then put it in the pot after those two dishes are done."

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Gu Chen not far away, "Um... Section Chief, is your soybean minced meat ready yet?"

At this time, Gu Chen was busy with something in front of another stove.

Hearing this, he turned around and handed Brother Jue a small plate for tasting, and in the plate, there was a small lump of black unidentified substance.

"Try it and see how it tastes." Gu Chen said.

Brother Jue immediately took half a step back and asked warily, "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Gu Chen's answer was shocking...

He replied in a very calm tone, "It looks disgusting."

Feng Bujue's eyes widened, took a deep breath, and then, maintaining the facial expression that was on the verge of twitching, asked in a calm tone, "Can you get out of my kitchen?"

…

At seven o'clock in the evening, these two old men (considering their ages, this appellation didn't seem to be a problem) finally sat at the dining table.

Overall, Feng Bujue made three dishes and a soup by himself, and Gu Chen ruined an egg and half a kilogram of soybeans... Anyway, the dishes were bought by the latter, so Brother Jue didn't say anything.

"I came to see you today mainly to talk about my grandniece." Gu Chen picked up his rice bowl and said this sentence before he even put the first bite of food into his mouth.

"Ah..." Feng Bujue, on the other hand, had already picked up a spoon and scooped a mouthful of Mapo tofu, "I also can't figure out... what she's thinking."

"I don't know exactly what she's thinking... but I know she must be angry." Gu Chen continued.

"I just don't understand..." Feng Bujue said, "What is she angry about?" His tone inadvertently rose, "Everything I did was for her own good. Even if she discovers that she doesn't have the feelings for me that she imagined after her seal is broken, I also..."

"Stop, stop." Gu Chen interrupted Brother Jue, "That's where the problem lies."

"Ah?" Brother Jue didn't understand, "Where is the problem?"

"I know you're doing it for her own good." Gu Chen continued, "You also know that you're doing it for her own good." He paused, "Whether subjectively or objectively, the whole world will recognize that what you're doing... is for her own good." At this point, he changed the subject, "But..." He frowned and looked at Brother Jue's face, "You can't... unilaterally make decisions and implement them on this matter that is closely related to her... and then throw the results in the other party's face, and righteously say, 'I'm doing this for your own good.'"

"Huh?" After hearing this, Feng Bujue was even more confused.

"Let me give you an example." Gu Chen said, "How would you feel if I came to your house today without saying a word and cooked for you?"

"You're also doing this for my own good?" Feng Bujue put on his dead fish eyes again, "Before that... who the hell cooked the meal!"

"See..." Gu Chen said, "You feel uncomfortable with such a small matter, let alone something more important."

"Hey! How do I feel that your example has nothing to do with my situation!" Feng Bujue replied.

"I've been there too, and I've made similar mistakes before..." Gu Chen had unparalleled experience in ignoring retorts, no matter how Brother Jue retorted, he still calmly said what he wanted to say, "So today I'm not here to teach you as an elder, but as someone who has been there, I'm telling you... you're wrong."

"I'm wrong?" Feng Bujue said.

"Wrong." Gu Chen said.

"Is it really my fault?" Brother Jue asked again.

"You're so~ wrong." Gu Chen replied, dragging out his voice.

"Hmm..." The next second, Feng Bujue propped his elbows on the table and leaned his face forward, "Then you say... I'll kneel down and apologize..."

"Save that cheap kneeling." Gu Chen interrupted him once again.

"Uh..." This was beyond Brother Jue's expectations, "Then what should I do?"

Next, Gu Chen gave an answer in a matter-of-fact tone that even Feng Bujue couldn't have imagined: "Need you ask? Get tough."