At eight o’clock in the morning, the sun rose from the east, its rays bathed the earth once more, and Night City welcomed a new day.
Jiang Heng had no work today, so he was planning to sleep in, but his phone rang early in the morning.
“Hello~ Who is this?”
In a haze of sleep, Jiang Heng picked up his phone from the bedside table and answered.
“It’s me.”
A very pleasant and clear female voice came from the receiver.
However, Jiang Heng was still half-asleep and couldn’t recognize who it was. He simply said, “You? Who are you?”
“…”
“It’s me, Lucy.”
Hearing the answer, Jiang Heng finally woke up a little.
“So it’s Lucy, my wife, calling so early… Holy crap!”
Upon hearing the name Lucy, Jiang Heng, whose mind was still not completely awake, subconsciously blurted out something terrible.
And as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately snapped to his senses.
Oh no, he accidentally blurted out his true feelings, ugh! All because of the beautiful dream he had last night.
As a shut-in, he naturally had quite a few 2D wives, and Lucy was one of his newly acquired 2D wives.
“…”
On the other end of the phone, Lucy was completely stunned. What did this guy just say? Lucy, his wife? When did I become this guy’s wife?
After regaining her composure, Lucy felt that the guy was teasing her, so she asked gritting her teeth, “You bastard, what did you just say?”
Jiang Heng didn’t dare to answer, so he pretended to be oblivious, “Ah? Did I say something? Sorry, I haven’t woken up yet, my head is a little foggy.”
Lucy: “Playing dumb, huh? You’re going to pay for this!”
Bang!
The next second, Jiang Heng’s phone announced its retirement, smoking all over.
It was obvious that Lucy had hacked his phone in a fit of anger.
Although Lucy couldn’t hack Jiang Heng who didn’t have a cybernetic implant, hacking his phone was a piece of cake.
“My phone!!”
Seeing his phone bid farewell to this wonderful world, Jiang Heng felt incredibly sad. As expected, you shouldn’t mess with women, especially when they’re incredibly skilled hackers.
He casually tossed the smoking phone into the trash can and pulled the covers over himself to catch some more sleep.
On the other side, Lucy, who had hacked Jiang Heng’s phone, was still a bit fuming.
“That bastard, he actually teased me!”
…
As the sun reached its zenith, Jiang Heng finally slept his fill. He got out of bed, stretched, went to the bathroom to pee, and then, without even putting on clothes, picked up a new phone and dialed Lucy’s number.
Beep~
The call quickly connected.
“Hey, Lucy, it’s me.”
“What’s up, spit it out!”
“Ahem, so, I just wanted to ask if you called this morning for a reason? Or have you already decided to team up with me?” Jiang Heng asked directly.
Lucy: “I was thinking about trying to team up with you, but your performance this morning changed my mind, so I’m rejecting you!”
“Ah?! No way, beautiful, give me another chance!”
Although she said she rejected him, Jiang Heng could tell that Lucy was just teasing him.
“Pfft~” Lucy on the other end of the phone burst out laughing at Jiang Heng’s playful tone, but she quickly suppressed her laughter and said, “If you want me to give you another chance, that’s not impossible, it depends on your performance.”
“How about this, you come to my place, and I’ll personally cook you a delicious Dragon Country feast as an apology?” Jiang Heng said.
He wasn’t bragging, because his cooking skills were truly remarkable.
Before he transmigrated, Jiang Heng was a shut-in. His hobbies were the same as many other shut-ins: ACGN (anime, comics, games, novels), but he also had a certain interest in cooking.
Why did Jiang Heng become interested in cooking? It was because he was tired of eating takeout all the time, and he had had enough of the surrounding restaurants and noodle shops, so he decided to try cooking for himself.
At that time, Jiang Heng discovered that it felt pretty good to occasionally make a meal for himself, especially when he successfully replicated recipes he learned online, it gave him a sense of accomplishment.
Over time, Jiang Heng developed a habit of cooking for himself, but the only thing he found troublesome was washing dishes.
For Jiang Heng, cooking was an enjoyment, but washing dishes was torture. Although washing dishes didn’t seem like dirty or hard work, he simply disliked it.
After transmigrating to Night City, Jiang Heng liked cooking even more, because the food here was simply too bad!
In addition, to avoid eating the synthetic food here, Jiang Heng had spent most of his earnings in the past month buying fresh ingredients.
Night City was great in every way, but the food was simply indescribable. And not just the street food was bad, many high-end restaurants served dishes that weren’t very tasty either.
The reason was that synthetic food was now ubiquitous in Night City, and it was difficult for ordinary people to find fresh, real animal meat.
…
On the other end of the phone, Lucy fell silent again when she heard Jiang Heng inviting her to his place.
Inviting someone you’ve only known for less than a day to your home, what was this guy thinking?
Lucy didn’t know that Jiang Heng was a transmigrator and still had some habits from his previous world.
After all, in Jiang Heng’s world, inviting friends to your home was a very ordinary thing, wasn’t it?