I Sell Lunch Boxes in the Survival Game

A crazy pervert × cold-hearted but warm-hearted little naive.

Transmigrated to the interstellar era, Ming Mei chose a job where she could lie down with her eyes closed to live a peaceful lif...

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"I...I just came to watch the fun." For some reason, Mingmei felt guilty, as if she had been caught red-handed.

Mingmei glanced at the crowd below out of the corner of her eye, then turned to look at Young Master Zhang and asked, "Don't you need to explain anything?"

"When there is joy in the mortal world, the dead avoid it; when a daughter is married in the underworld, it rains at midnight."

"Marry...isn't that you marrying her?" Mingmei suddenly realized that the Bai family's daughter's marriage meant that the villain in front of her was going to marry her.

"I guess so."

Young Master Zhang spoke in a flat tone, revealing no trace of his status as the one getting married. Watching the Bai family's imposing procession march towards the Zhang residence, Young Master Zhang's eyes remained completely devoid of emotion, even less so than Mingmei, who was merely watching the spectacle.

Do you want me to marry you?

Although Mingmei's facial expressions were few, she could still roll her eyes.

"What's it to me?"

This villain is seriously ill!

He could clearly see the obvious disdain in Mingmei's eyes, but Young Master Zhang seemed not to mind at all, and smiled gently.

Immediately afterward, Mingmei saw him reach out and grab her wrist through his sleeve: "Come with me."

...

"Eight out of ten of the characters on these memorial tablets look exactly the same!"

Lu Xiaoyao and the others were already dizzy from looking at these dozens of memorial tablets, so they finally gritted their teeth and started flipping over the tablets one by one!

The truth is out!

She can't read, so what!

Why make things so difficult for yourself when all you have to do is overturn all the memorial tablets?

So, after rummaging through a bunch of memorial tablets with the names of the late Lady Bai, they finally found a piece of paper under the very first tablet.

"Ha! Is this the one?! Right?"

Lu Xiaoyao excitedly shook the paper in her hand and handed it to Bai Xiao and the others like a treasure. Although Bai Xiao and the others still couldn't recognize the words on it, there was only one piece of paper under so many memorial tablets. It was hard to believe that it wasn't some kind of contract.

"Yes, destroy it and you'll be free."

Just as Bai Xiao and the others were getting excited, a voice that didn't belong to them suddenly rang out.

When Young Master Zhang appeared before the four of them with Mingmei, the sight of the four of them quickly hugging each other in an instant made Mingmei unable to help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

That reaction speed is incredible!

To be precise, there weren't four people. It was mainly because two of them were like giant octopuses, tightly surrounding the other two in the middle. They hugged them so tightly that the other two, though they wanted to resist, their bodies "honestly" surrendered.

Hu Yue & Bai Xiao: Tired, let's destroy it _(:3」∠)_

Seeing this, Young Master Zhang chuckled softly, no longer looking at them. He gently moved his fingers, and the paper in Lu Xiaoyao's hand flew directly into his hand as if it had grown legs.

"ah!"

It must be said that Lu Xiaoyao is absolutely first-rate at creating atmosphere.

At this point, she didn't dare to defy the big boss, but that didn't stop her from letting out a scream when she saw the paper in her hand was gone.

The scream was even more piercing than the cawing of crows returning home at sunset. It made Mingmei glance at Lu Xiaoyao a couple more times.

"Give."

Unexpectedly, the paper ended up being handed to her by Young Master Zhang. Even Mingmei couldn't understand how the story was going.

But she still accepted it, looking at the contract that Lu Xiaoyao and the others had been longing for.

However, upon seeing this, Mingmei frowned.

"Marriage certificate?"

"ah?"

Mingmei's voice was quite loud, and Hu Yue and the others naturally heard it clearly: "How could it be a marriage certificate? Isn't it a contract signed between the evil spirit and the Zhang family?"

“It’s the marriage contract between Miss Bai and the Zhang family,” Mingmei said, unfolding the paper for them to see clearly. But then she remembered, “I forgot, you can’t read.”

Everyone: ...

I'm so angry!

They're going to complain about the game development company later. How could they not include a translation system, making them act like a bunch of blind people when faced with such crucial evidence?!

"What...what exactly is going on?"

Young Master Zhang stood there calmly. Although he still looked peaceful and harmless, they didn't dare to ask him directly. In the end, they chose to start with Mingmei.

“I’m not sure either, but—at least one thing is certain: it might be a bit troublesome for you to escape the town.” After saying that, Mingmei glanced at Young Master Zhang, and seeing that he hadn’t spoken, she continued, “Miss Bai’s parents have already brought the phoenix coronet and wedding gown and the dowry to the Zhang family’s door.”

"What?!" Lu Xiaoyao was dumbfounded. "What happened?"

The group, still confused about what had happened, suddenly began to hear the joyful sounds of suona horns, as if they were hallucinating.

Everyone looked in the direction the sound came from, and it was outside the Zhang family ancestral hall. Young Master Zhang's gaze also turned to the entrance of the ancestral hall. With a wave of his hand, the originally closed door opened instantly.

Red light filled the sky outside the ancestral hall. Red wedding silk and a crowd holding wedding clothes stood outside the ancestral hall, their eyes burning with fervor as they looked at everyone inside. Their mouths seemed to be saying, "The auspicious time has arrived, newlyweds, why haven't you come out yet?"

The contrast between light and dark, gray and red, with the gate of the ancestral hall as the boundary, brought great visual stimulation to the viewers watching the live broadcast!

Outside the ancestral hall, the sounds of gongs and drums filled the air, and the lights shone brightly. Inside, however, the atmosphere was somber, and the cold, desolate tones seemed to be gradually infected and permeated by the lively atmosphere outside.

"So, do you still want this marriage certificate?"

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