At the moment the question was spoken, Yu Shujun clearly saw the familiar emotions of "struggle, hesitation, rejection, disgust" on the other person’s face. As expected, it was bound to come to this point eventually? Yu Shujun let out a self-deprecating chuckle, "It’s the one you least want to deal with." "You know which one I least want to deal with?" "It’s written all over your face." "I think you misunderstand me." "So, do we continue?" "Continue, if you’re willing, what reason do I have to refuse?" After the conversation ended, Wen Nan leaned back against the window frame, leisurely looking at the other person. Yu Shujun lowered his gaze in thought for a moment, dropped the belt, raised his hand, and began unbuttoning his shirt. The other person did it very slowly, pausing for a moment at each opened button, as if giving the other side a chance to call stop. Wen Nan remained silent, but as the buttons gradually went lower, his gaze followed down, and the smile on his face slowly turned stiff. Could it be... bigger than his? Like two gamblers sitting opposite each other, one holding a trio, the other holding scattered cards, both were nervous but neither willing to call a stop, just waiting for the other side to discard their armor first. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Both of them remained silent, holding their breath. Until Yu Shujun reached his fingers to the edge of his underwear, preparing to pull down, Wen Nan realized for the first time that he seemed to be losing. Isn’t it just a Gold Star badge, where it’s worn, such a thing, not knowing isn’t a big deal. With difficulty, he opened his mouth, about to announce when a voice interrupted him from behind — "Ultraman’s been played out, change the disc, old..." The last "board" from Qiqi was yet to be spoken when she saw the scene in front of her, immediately letting out an "Oh↑↓", then stared straight at Yu Shujun’s legs, whistling softly. Wen Nan turned his head back, looked meaningfully at the girl beside him — abstract girl, tone it down. Qiqi looked back and forth between the two of them, "You guys... what are you playing?" Yu Shujun had already buttoned his shirt and pulled up his pants at lightning speed. Wen Nan maintained his composure and said, "Playing rock-paper-scissors, the loser takes off a piece, Xiao Jun’s technique is too bad." Yu Shujun lifted his lids, gave Wen Nan a sideways glance, and accepted the blame with a cold face. Qiqi wholeheartedly believed Wen Nan’s words and, upon hearing this, stepped forward to Yu Shujun’s side and said to Wen Nan, "I’m familiar with this kind of game, Jun’er, let’s team up, I’ll help you beat my brother until he doesn’t even have a pair of briefs left." Wen Nan glanced incredulously at Qiqi, thinking, who are you siding with, how is your elbow turning outwards? To protect his own golden briefs, Wen Nan waved his hand, "Not playing anymore", got down from the windowsill, and turned towards the dining room, "I’m a bit hungry, is there dinner?" Nowadays, every time Wen Nan goes into an instance, he maximizes his nutritional supplements in advance, not feeling hungry at all. The reason for suddenly bringing up dinner was because previously, while watching Gangzi’s fishing video halfway through, when the transport robot walked past from the dining room, Wen Nan caught a glimpse and saw the dining room filled with transport robots not only carrying snacks and drinks but also a rather sumptuous dinner. But Yu Shujun didn’t mention it at all, Wen Nan suspected, if he hadn’t brought it up, even if the other had prepared it with care, he wouldn’t proactively bring it out. But since Wen Nan brought it up, in the next moment, all the transport robots hidden behind the cabinets immediately prepared to move, like some military exercise, all rushing orderly to the table’s side. In just a minute, the table was filled with dishes, both meat and vegetables, steaming hot, instantly filling the previously deserted and lifeless room with the aroma of food. The three of them sat at the table, Wen Nan and Yu Shujun sitting opposite each other on the sides, Qiqi sat on one side next to both of them. Taking a piece of braised ribbonfish, he put it into his mouth, the crispy texture of the skin brought Wen Nan back ten years, to that unforgettable time before he went to Taoyuan. In an instant, Wen Nan recalled the scene from the previous instance where Hu Jiayao was squatting in the toilet eating a boxed meal, he couldn’t help but ponder — Even with items available, it’s essential not to forget to savor good food amidst gaming. The pleasures of food and drink, though fulfilling, enjoying a meal that suits the palate is also a kind of pleasure. While thinking this, he saw Qiqi on the side, holding a bowl of soup, took a sip, and looked at Yu Shujun, "Xiao Jun, while your meal preparation is excellent, the flavors are a bit bland for me, I prefer stronger flavors. Next time, if possible, could you make a special version with extra seasoning for me?" Yu Shujun raised a hand, snapped his fingers, and a robot rolled over to Qiqi’s feet, "Sure." Qiqi widened her eyes in disbelief, suspiciously reached out, lifted the cover of the tray brought over by the robot, revealing a bowl of brownish-yellow semi-translucent mixture. Qiqi turned around, using the mechanical arm of the cleaning robot, dug a spoonful, and put it in her mouth, swallowing with a gulp, tears welling up in her eyes, "Perfect, perfect..." Qiqi scooped another spoonful into her mouth, choking up, "This taste is identical to my aunt’s cooking! It’s been years, and I haven’t encountered it since, but I found it here, it’s perfect, it’s perfect..." Watching the girl beside him in tears, Wen Nan moved his bowls and dishes aside, using his hand to shield the food to prevent the flavors from mixing. Wen Nan wasn’t entirely opposed to such strong flavors, but he didn’t want them to disrupt the beautiful memories just evoked about the past. Thinking of this, Wen Nan glanced across the table, his eyes filled with questions: Seriously, dude, could it be that you’ve thoroughly researched the preferences of the little silver maid I control just to make me willingly move in together? Yu Shujun ignored Wen Nan’s questioning gaze, lowered his eyes, and quietly sipped his porridge. Qiqi swallowed a mouthful of soup, looked up, and saw those two starting to exchange looks again, couldn’t help but scoop a spoonful of her own soup and bring it to Wen Nan, "Bro, you have a taste too, it’s Auntie’s flavor. You used to love her soups, whether salty or milky, drinking them with great relish. Have a sip!" Wen Nan refocused his gaze, just to find a spoonful of yellow soup brought to his face. Holding his breath, Wen Nan leaned back as far as possible, risking a slipped disk, "Don’t come over!" Qiqi stood up, aggressing, "Come on, don’t be shy." Yu Shujun sat alone at the table, silently drinking his porridge, but the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up. 9527: [Congratulations to the player, "Hidden Character" key item, exploration progress increased to 98%.] Amidst tussling with Qiqi, Wen Nan’s mind was interrupted by the system prompt. He was slightly stunned, then turned his gaze to the quiet figure at the table. Only two more points left to complete 100% exploration? Noticing Wen Nan’s odd expression, Qiqi paused, worried she had gone too far and angered her brother, quickly withdrew, changing tune, "Hmph, fine, if you don’t want to eat, I won’t force you." With that, she returned to her seat. Wen Nan glanced at Qiqi enjoying her soup, then looked back at Yu Shujun across the table and asked, "So, aren’t you giving it to me yet?" The "it" Wen Nan referred to was, naturally, the key item for the primary mission. Every time he thought about the fact that Yu Shujun had such an item, always at risk of being taken by other players, Wen Nan felt somewhat anxious — Is this cohabitation invitation solely for me, or is it available to other players too? Yu Shujun then lifted his eyes, pretending not to understand, "What?" Wen Nan wasn’t playing along with the act, straightforwardly asked, "How many of those do you have in total? How many people can you give them to? Hand them all over, not one less." Yu Shujun shook his head, "The timing isn’t right." Wen Nan was taken aback, thinking it’s already at 98%, isn’t that enough? "Then what needs to happen for it to be the right time?" Yu Shujun lowered his eyes, replying, "Spend a night."