Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 106: The Spirit Recovery Helmet is Really Expensive

With so much happening this morning, Jiang Qiuqiu was no longer sleepy and decided to get up.

After washing up, she picked some food from the temperature-controlled container for breakfast. She noticed the Rice had piled up again. ’It seems I’ll have to find time to visit the relief center soon,’ she mused.

After breakfast, Jiang Qiuqiu noticed something obvious. For the past few days, she had woken up feeling very energetic, even after strenuous work. The lingering fatigue she used to feel even after a night’s rest, especially before she started cooking, was completely gone.

It seemed to have started... right after she got the Spiritual Power Recovery Helmet.

Curious, she went to take a closer look at the helmet.

On the outside, there was no brand name or logo, but it was exquisitely crafted.

Jiang Qiuqiu activated her scanning bot and went on TaoTao Net.

And then—

...

She had just stepped into the world of helmets.

Ordinary mechanical helmets—the kind people wore for fun or to look cool—cost around eight hundred to a thousand Star Coins. But as soon as the description included the two words "spirit recovery," the price would skyrocket.

No matter the brand, starting prices in the millions were just the beginning.

The ones with lots of positive reviews started at five million Star Coins.

The helmet had no brand markings, but Jiang Qiuqiu was sure it had to be incredibly expensive. ’I can’t believe I accepted such an expensive gift without even realizing it!’

Feeling a sudden wave of embarrassment, she grabbed the two insulated food containers and the helmet and headed for Mo Chengyu’s villa.

There weren’t many people around the residential complex, but the building she rented was fairly close to Mo Chengyu’s house. Jiang Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief when the villa came into view after a short jog.

But for some reason, she suddenly felt several pairs of prying eyes on her.

She glanced around but saw nothing.

She reached Mo Chengyu’s front door and knocked.

The door was opened by a tall man with a ramrod-straight posture.

"Hello, excuse me, is this Mo Chengyu’s house? I’m the neighbor from next door—"

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Chengyu’s voice drifted over from the living room.

"Zuo Kai, don’t bother with questions! It’s Qiuqiu! Bring her in, quick! You carry the containers; don’t wear Qiuqiu out."

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

"Please, come in." Zuo Kai reached for the containers, but Jiang Qiuqiu shook her head. "It’s okay, they’re light. I can carry them myself."

It had been a few days, and her energetic neighbor’s face seemed to have grown even paler.

"Are you okay? You don’t look too well."

"I’m fine, it’s nothing serious. What brings you here all of a sudden?" Mo Chengyu asked casually, her eyes then falling on the helmet Jiang Qiuqiu was also carrying. "Don’t you like the helmet? Why’d you bring it back?"

"It’s not that. I just think it’s too valuable." Jiang Qiuqiu set the helmet down on a small table. "I can’t accept this gift."

"Oh, so you’re here to return my gift," Mo Chengyu said, suddenly clutching her chest dramatically. "Heavens, now I’m upset! And here I thought you came to visit me."

"I hate it when people return my gifts! Boo hoo hoo."

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

"It’s just... it’s far too valuable."

"Valuable? What’s so valuable about it!" Mo Chengyu shook her head. "It’s not like I bought it somewhere. I made it myself. Eating your food made me so happy, so I gave you a helmet I made. Isn’t that just a fair exchange?"

"But—"

"No buts. If you return my gift, you’re basically telling me I can’t just come over and eat your food anymore—that I’ll have to pay for every single dish."

Mo Chengyu pressed her advantage. "If you insist on returning my gift, then I suppose I’ll have to find a way to return the gifts I’ve received from you, too."