What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chu Ge was typing, but he started to feel restless.

Why is Qiu Wuji taking so long to buy groceries? It’s almost noon.

After reluctantly finishing the new chapter and publishing it, Chu Ge couldn’t sit still anymore. He got up and paced around the living room, wondering if he should call her.

Just as he reached the door, it clicked open. Qiu Wuji looked somewhat surprised at the seemingly aimless Chu Ge, but then she quickly realized why and her eyes curved into crescents. “I’m back.”

Chu Ge let out a sigh of relief, then his eyes widened. “Why are you wearing the OL outfit again?”

It’s been a while since he’s seen this sophisticated charm, and it’s truly beautiful. His gaze instinctively went downward, checking if she was wearing black stockings and high heels.

And she actually was!

Qiu Wuji remained expressionless. “Have you seen enough?”

“You…” Chu Ge smiled apologetically. “It’s been a while since you’ve dressed like this.”

“Now I’m your little assistant, and this outfit looks the most appropriate.”

Chu Ge chuckled. “Exactly, exactly!”

Qiu Wuji took off her high heels at the entrance and asked, “Where are my slippers?”

Chu Ge bent down and picked up the slippers, then happily brought them over. “Disciple will help Master change her shoes…”

She kicked her foot with black stockings at him. “Get lost!”

Chu Ge rolled over playfully and reached out to take the things she was holding. “Let’s see what groceries you bought today… huh? A purple clay teapot? It’s so big…”

Qiu Wuji snatched the teapot and ran to the kitchen, holding it tightly. “This is a great item! I’ll brew tea for you to see.”

Chu Ge entered with another large bag of tea leaves and leaned over to watch Qiu Wuji washing the teapot. “How much did this set cost?”

“It’s not expensive, a little over 4,000 yuan.”

Chu Ge: “???”

Is this woman starting to splurge?

But then he heard Qiu Wuji say, “This teapot has the best spiritual energy among all the teapots. I don’t think the seller even knows that it has spiritual energy. They probably just think it’s a good purple clay teapot for health benefits. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be displayed and sold like this.”

Spiritual energy!

Chu Ge became more cautious in his thoughts. No wonder Qiu Wuji was willing to spend money on this. Such things cannot be measured by price. Although he wasn’t sure how effective the spiritual energy would be for enhancing abilities, for cultivators, they would be willing to buy it even if it cost ten times more.

So there are things like this in the world?

Qiu Wuji continued, “The owner, is quite interesting. I made friends with them. Ha! I finally have someone as my WeChat friend, other than you!”

Chu Ge became alert with his hair standing on end. “The owner! What owner! How old?”

Qiu Wuji paused, looking at him strangely, and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Female.”

Chu Ge instantly relaxed, chuckling nervously. “Ah, just making friends, that’s a good thing, a good thing…”

“…” Qiu Wuji rolled her eyes at him and finished washing the teapot, then proceeded to fill it with water. “After this, I realized that I don’t have any friends… The people I added on QQ are all your readers. I don’t have any personal friends.”

Chu Ge quickly said, “Readers are your friends too.”

“Although you can say that, the nature of the relationship is different,” Qiu Wuji smiled. “Meng Meng is nice, and I’m happy to have made my first friend.”

“Meng Meng? Is that Zhou Yu’s horse?”

“…No, it’s the owner of Shanjian Tea House! Her name is Zhu Mengmeng.”

Chu Ge held the bag of tea leaves and secretly wondered why the people Qiu Wuji encountered always had such cute names.

He felt a slight pang of jealousy, as if he wasn’t the only one anymore, and said sourly, “Don’t just be swayed by a cute name and give them a discount, thinking they’re good people… Without knowing the spiritual energy, the cost of this thing could be just a few dozen yuan. They sell it to you for thousands, and you’re happy about it.”

“But in reality, if it does have spiritual aura, aren’t we the ones benefiting?” Qiu Wuji smiled and started boiling water. “We both feel like we’ve gained something, so we become friends.”

Chu Ge: “…”

What kind of magical friendship theory is this?

“The bag of tea leaves in your hand was a gift from Meng Meng. She said it’s work tea, and it costs over 200 yuan per kilogram. I don’t know if it’s good or not, but it’s definitely better than the ten-yuan packs you have. Anyway, we’re drinking spiritual water, not tea,” Qiu Wuji’s eyes sparkled. “Chu Ge, I thought there were no supportive items for your cultivation in this world, but now I know there are. In the future, I’ll pay more attention to this aspect and try to make your cultivation more convenient.”

Looking at her shining eyes, Chu Ge felt a slight tremor in his heart and spoke softly, “You don’t have to go through so much trouble. I’m fine with practicing on my own…”

“Tch.” Qiu Wuji snorted, “My, Qiu Wuji’s disciple, has been practicing for two months and still has this rotten attitude, embarrassing me. How can I face the heroes of the world?”

Chu Ge: “Huh?”

Qiu Wuji snatched the bag of tea leaves from Chu Ge’s hand. “Go write your novel, it’s none of your business to brew tea or cook.”

Only then did Chu Ge notice a basket of vegetables in the kitchen, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

He felt that Qiu Wuji had become increasingly peculiar since she started writing her autobiography, but upon further thought, it didn’t seem like a problem. It was even nice of her to act as a secretary and pour tea for her boss…

Forget it, time to write. Why bother thinking about this? A woman’s heart is hard to understand.

Qiu Wuji watched as Chu Ge scratched his head and left, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Chu Ge still didn’t understand the miraculous nature of his own cultivation.

In a world where spiritual energy was so scarce and there were no auxiliary cultivation tools, this guy relied on daily meditation and practicing while multitasking with writing. Yet, within two months, he had reached the fifth level of Qi cultivation. After defeating Rong Fu, his Golden Bell Shield was also nearing completion, with only a small bottleneck left to break through.

In that world, this speed might not be considered impressive, just average.

But under Chu Ge’s cultivation conditions, Qiu Wuji dared to say that no one could be faster than him, including herself.

Creator God was truly the Creator God. He was so well-suited to the techniques of that world. Qiu Wuji was looking forward to how much surprise Chu Ge could bring to her with the assistance of cultivation tools.

Would there come a day when he could easily enter?

………

Chu Ge focused on writing without distractions. Actually, this section didn’t have much content either. It was a minor subplot that Chu Tiange encountered. Of course, it would later be connected to some actions taken by Yan Qianli that were unexpectedly disrupted. But at this moment, it was just a process of dealing with a group of extras, with not much to think about.

On the other hand, he was getting more and more accustomed to the dual practice of multitasking. Vaguely, he always felt like he was watching Chu Tiange conversing with someone outside the subplot.

He could even almost see the faces of these people…

He wrote briskly, and unknowingly, the fragrance of tea filled the air around him.

Chu Ge emerged from that feeling of overlooking and turned his head to look at the beauty beside him.

She was curiously reading the document, seemingly having a new appreciation and understanding of Master Chu Ge’s words since she started writing her book.

So, she was reading the document while Chu Ge was watching her.

The feeling of having a “female secretary” in an OL-style short skirt and black stockings, placing the tea by her side… it was truly wonderful.

As for whether the tea had spiritual energy, although it was important, it was simply incomparable to the sight before him.

“What are you looking at?” Qiu Wuji stared at the document with gritted teeth. “I asked you to drink tea, not to look at me. If you keep looking, I’ll pour the tea over your head!”

Chu Ge hurriedly lowered his head and drank the tea.

The tea was not scalding as Qiu Wuji had intentionally adjusted the temperature to the most suitable level for stimulating spiritual energy.

With a sip, a faint and refreshing fragrance entered his lungs, as if a hint of sweetness spread through his entire body, flowing into his heart.

“How is it?” Qiu Wuji asked with some anticipation.

Chu Ge honestly replied, “Sweet.”

“Huh?” Qiu Wuji exclaimed, puzzled. “It shouldn’t be sweet, tea isn’t sweet… Could it be the so-called aftertaste? Is it that obvious?”

“No…” Chu Ge honestly responded, “It’s just because… you brewed the tea.”

“Thud!” Chu Ge’s head acquired another bump as he covered it and squatted down in defense.

Qiu Wuji clenched her fist and left the room in anger to prepare the meal.

Seriously, how could there be such a boring creator god who only thinks about sweetness while cultivating? Your mind only knows sweetness! Next time, I’ll sprinkle some salt in it and see if it’s still sweet or not!

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