Chapter 122: Marriage (2)

“Neither of us is old enough—why get married?”

What a fool!

Yu Qian choked on her anger. “I’m talking about the game! You still haven’t given me a wedding parade! You’ve gone through ten lifetimes in the game, and you haven’t thrown me a single parade! What a big-headed ghost you are!”

Grabbing the young man’s ear beside her, she scolded him angrily.

“...?” Zhou Jingchen was stunned, the pain in his ear snapping him back to reality. “Ouch, ouch! Be gentle, little darling.”

Yu Qian didn’t let go, still fuming. “When all those people were blasting the horn and cursing me, why did they have to call me your mistress? We haven’t even had a parade yet. If we have a couple’s name hanging over us, it’s no wonder people insult me like that!”

Finally, it dawned on them both: since the server opened, although they were married and displayed as a couple, they had only taken a single stroll around the Three Lives Lake. Without a parade, many assumed they were just landlord and tenant.

Because of this, whenever Yu Qian was blasted on the horn due to Zhou Jingchen, the insults called her his mistress instead of his wife.

After all, how could real spouses not even have a parade? Look at Fuxi and Nuwa from the Helping Guild—they paraded through all four major cities.

Zhou Jingchen felt a bit wronged. They had only been playing a few days; one was off shooting a film, the other studying diligently. They’d only ever logged in as a substitute. How could there be a parade?

“I was wrong. I’ll go collect silver coins now, and we’ll parade through all four major cities.” It wasn’t that he was cowardly—his past experience told him that girls cared deeply about these ceremonial things.

“I won’t parade in Hangzhou. A crowd watching us walk around makes it feel like a prisoner’s public shaming.”

Even after two lifetimes, Yu Qian still despised the Hangzhou parade.

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The parade in Jinling had the groom riding a white horse while the bride sat in a flower sedan chair, the most reminiscent of an ancient wedding.

In Agra, both bride and groom rode elephants, full of exotic charm.

Beijing’s parade also featured the groom on a white horse and the bride in a flower sedan, but the sedan’s luxury was incomparable to Jinling’s. More importantly, every NPC in Beijing’s main city would attend the ceremony.

And Hangzhou? The two simply walked a circle around the city. If they wore prison garb, it would be indistinguishable from a prisoner’s public shaming.

“All right, whatever you say.” Zhou Jingchen didn’t mind; anywhere was fine as long as Yu Qian was happy.

With the parade decided, they stopped farming goodwill points.

Yu Qian went to pester Boss Rong, while Zhou Jingchen began his silver coin collection mission.

Yu Qian’s antics had already dropped the silver coin ratio in the server to 1:800 today, and many players were quietly cursing. Yet at night, Zhou Jingchen began hoarding silver coins en masse.

Those players nearly choked on their frustration.

[World] Lanterns Dimly Lit: “You two, have mercy and give us a chance to survive. The ratio’s already dropped by 100, if it drops more, will we even keep playing?”

Following this were countless +1s flooding the chat.

Zhou Jingchen paid them no mind.

The silver coin ratio wouldn’t stay this low forever; at the latest, it would return to normal on a cloudy day.

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Still, he broadcasted a horn message explaining why he was collecting silver coins.

[Horn] Yun Shen: “My clingy wife wants a parade. What else can I do but collect silver coins to satisfy her?”

This horn message earned him a glare from Yu Qian.

The players were helpless, but the merchants were delighted.

A lower ratio meant they could sell the same amount of silver coins for more money.

Who knew when the ratio would normalize again? They rushed to sell while they could, eager to maximize profit.

These merchants, who only logged in at night, happily queued for trades with Zhou Jingchen and left smiling as the bank sent confirmation messages.

Soon, he had collected over a hundred million silver coins. The three major city parades would cost less than sixty million total. With the remainder, he could also hand out red envelopes for the parade. So he stopped collecting silver coins.

Besides the silver coins for the parade, revisiting the wedding at the Three Lives Stone required preparing betrothal gifts for his beloved.

He began scouring the market and trading platforms again, hoping to gather some essences, keys, or other items as betrothal gifts for Yu Qian.