Chapter 13: Chapter Thirteen: What Is Yuan Shen? Is It Popular?

With two additional helpers, the website’s construction speed naturally increased significantly.

By the end of the day.

Although not fully completed, the main framework and most of the content had been successfully finished.

What remained were just minor details and trivial optimizations.

Even if Qin Xiaoyu couldn’t personally oversee things in the coming days and left everything to Cai Qiu and Chen Wei, they’d surely finish before the game’s launch.

Nine o’clock at night.

Qin Xiaoyu put down his work, stretched, and said, “Cai Qiu, Chen Wei! Let’s grab some late-night snacks and head home early—finish the rest tomorrow!”

“It’s only nine—going to bed already? Isn’t that a bit early?”

Cai Qiu and Chen Wei looked puzzled.

Since joining Qin Xiaoyu in starting this venture, they’d never left the studio before eleven at night.

Besides, that’s standard across the internet industry.

Sometimes fixing a bug or pushing out code meant pulling all-nighters.

“We’re making games, not being consumed by them!”

Qin Xiaoyu rose from his desk and added, “From now on, our studio will have a rule: no overtime unless there’s an emergency.”

Cai Qiu: “...”

Chen Wei: “???”

The two exchanged glances, their minds flooded with questions.

What kind of bizarre rule is this?

Slacking off before even succeeding?

Of course.

If Cai Qiu and Chen Wei had experienced Qin Xiaoyu’s reincarnation, they’d understand why he set this rule.

If he hadn’t stayed up all night designing new characters that night,

Qin Xiaoyu wouldn’t have died of overwork and been reborn.

After dying once and luckily reincarnating, a person couldn’t keep getting lucky forever.

Next time he collapsed, he might truly be gone for good.

“People need time for themselves outside work—come on, I’ll treat you to snacks!”

In his past life, Qin Xiaoyu realized he’d spent his first twenty years studying and his later years entirely consumed by work.

Now that he’d been reborn, he intended to live a completely different life.

He’d make the game, yes—but he’d also truly experience life.

Cai Qiu and Chen Wei watched Qin Xiaoyu’s back.

Suddenly,

they felt something was off about this big brother, but they couldn’t quite say what.

But soon,

they stopped caring about it.

They tidied up their desks, locked the studio door, and followed him out.

…

…

After leaving the studio,

the three went to a nearby barbecue stall they often visited.

The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties with curly whiskers who claimed he came from the northern grasslands.

Everyone who knew him knew he was a local through and through.

All that attire was just to fool naive customers.

Seeing familiar faces, the owner greeted them warmly: “Hey, haven’t seen you in a while—same as usual tonight?”

“Same as always!”

Qin Xiaoyu nodded, then sat down with Cai Qiu and Chen Wei at an empty table.

“The boss probably hired shills—why are there so many people out for late snacks at the end of March?”

Cai Qiu scanned the crowd and chatted with Qin Xiaoyu.

Regarding their conversation,