Lying on a big soft bed, Avery sleeps well and deeply. She wakes only once in the middle of the night to sneeze. She was locked up in a dark, damp, and cold room. For three nights she woke to shiver to hear the wind and wolves howling.
When she wakes in the morning, the radiant sun shines on her face and body, warming her. She rolls over and finds a hairy blackhead inch from her face. She sits up in shock and then looks down at Lucky.
"Lucky, why are you up here again?" she asks, pushing the dog off the bed.
In Evan's absence, the dog seems to follow her everywhere she goes. Last night, she suspected that Leonie would try some sort of trick, so she went to the back parlor to get Lucky as insurance. After the two men tied her up and took photos, she went back to her room and went to bed. As she thinks, Lucky hops back on the bed and stretches out against Avery.
Sarah Ethel, the servant assigned to care for Lucky, hurriedly runs into the room. "Mrs. Howel, is Lucky acting up again?" Sarah asks.
Sarah looks at the bed and sees Lucky sprawled across the sheets. The dog's left foot presses Avery's belly, the sharp claws inches from her skin. Sarah doesn't know why Lucky likes Mrs. Howel so much. Sometimes she feels a little jealous because, after almost ten years of caring for the dog, Lucky still dislikes her. Previously, Lucky didn't let anyone besides Evan get close.
Sarah looks at the dog and then at Avery. She knows she's powerless to control the animal.
"Mrs. Howel, are you all right?" Sarah asks, "Lucky missed you and probably snuck up in the middle of the night to be with you."
"I'm fine," Avery assures Sarah.
Avery gently pushes Lucky's head aside and sits up. She regards the dog, now sitting at attention, tongue lolling out the side of his mouth.
"Lucky used to be more docile when he wore a collar, but he's gone totally wild without it."
"Where's the collar?" Avery asks, hoping to get the dog back under control.
"Mr. Howel wanted her to be free and he forbade us from putting on," Sarah explains, "Eventually the collar disappeared."
"You cheeky little devil!" Avery says, patting Lucky's head, "I'll make you a new one as a gift and you'll have to wear it every day."
Lucky licks Avery's face.
The Howel estate is filled with servants hustling and bustling in every direction as they prepare for the party. In the house, some prepare fruits and cookies, others decorate every room with flowers and balloons, and others ready the bar with wine and juice.
The large, open lawn in front of the house has already been decorated. Hundreds of pink balloons have been tied to the trees, and dining tables have been carefully set underneath. The tablecloths and flowers are all pink—Leonie's favorite color. The entire scene looks romantic and girlish.
A servant holding heavy, silver trays, staggers towards the tables. A maid arranging the flowers pauses and buries her nose in them, quietly inhaling the beautiful scent.
In the house, a beautiful girl wearing a pink princess dress whirls around in front of the full-length mirror.
"Tie a pink bow to my hair," Leonie commands.
Immediately a servant arranges her hair as she's asked.
"By the way, I want pink earrings, too," Leonie says.
Another servant brings her a jewelry box filled with pink earrings.
"Pink eye shadow and blusher," Leonie says.
A make-up artist rushes to her side and begins to apply the desired makeup.
"And a pink diamond ring," Leonie says as she sees Peerless Love in the jewel box.
She slides the ring onto her finger without a moment of hesitation.
In the back parlor, Avery reaches to her back to zip up a long, tight red dress. The color of the dress, her smoky makeup, and her haughty expression make her look as regal as a queen. She turns around and sees Sarah and Lucky standing behind her.
Sarah holds a small cake in her hands and the dog carries a pink bag in his mouth. A small candle is lit atop the cake, and the flame flickers in the wind. Sarah offers Avery the little cake on a plate.
"Happy birthday, Mrs. Howel," Sarah says, "I'm sorry I only had time to prepare this little cake. When Mr. Howel comes back, I'll make a bigger one."
Avery is touched by this simple gesture. Apart from Gabrielle, no one has ever acknowledged her birthday or given her anything. Though the cake is small, it means the world to Avery. She can't believe that Sarah remembered her birthday.
"Thank you," Avery says, with emotion, "It's really thoughtful of you."
"Mrs. Howel, make a wish," Sarah says, "I know you're twenty-two years old, but I hope this year you'll be as carefree and beautiful as a teenage girl."
Avery closes her eyes and makes a wish.
"I hope that everyone I love and everyone who loves me is happy and safe," Avery thinks.  
She bows her head to blow out the candle. Excited, Lucky jumps up and drops the gift bag. Avery and Sarah laugh at the excitable dog.
"Lucky is a really smart dog," Sarah says affectionately, "He saw me making the cake and must have guessed it was your birthday. I don't know where he found that gift bag, but I figured it was alright. I once saw Mr. Howel holding it."
Avery squats down, rubbing Lucky's head.
"Lucky, I appreciate the gift, but this belongs to your master," Avery says, "You're not allowed to move it without permission, understand?"
Lucky whimpers a little.
"Sarah, please put the gift bag back," Avery asks.
Sarah nods her head and tries to grab the pink bag. As soon as her hand gets close, Lucky snarls and tries to bite her.
"Lucky! Listen to me," Avery commands.
Avery arranges her face into a stern, angry expression. Lucky looks grieved, but she continues to clumsily push the bag toward Avery with his claws.
"I said it's impolite to take other people's things without permission!" Avery chastises.
Lucky whimpers and pushes the bag with his snout.
"Mrs. Howel, just open it," Sarah suggests, "I'll put it back after you see it, but Lucky is quite upset."
Avery hesitates—Sarah is right, the dog does look pathetically sad. Finally, she bends over and picks up the bag. She reaches inside and pulls out a small velvet box with a bow. A few words have been written on the lid of the box: "If you fall in love with me, I will be with you for life."
The words are handwritten and the handwriting is strong and distinct. Avery immediately recognizes it as Evan's. Avery examines the box and wonders what it is and who it's for.
Based on the color of the package and romantic message, it seems intended for a woman. She wonders which woman, feeling her breathing and heartbeat slow painfully as she considers the options.
Sarah looks even more nervous than Avery. She saw Evan Howel carrying the gift bag carefully as if he was holding some rare treasure in his hands, but it's been a long time since she saw it. It seems odd that he hasn't given it to anyone yet.
"Mrs. Howel, open it up!" Sarah urges, "I imagine Mr. Howel intended to give it to you."
Avery gently touches the pink bow on the box and wonders if she should open it or not. She is of two minds about opening it—both curious and terrified.


WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
The story CONTAINS harsh words that are not suitable for young readers. There are several twists and mysteries inside this novel. The plot is not a typical contemporary-romance alone but an action-filled series fueled by revenge! 


Since childhood, she was trained to be a perfect wife to the Billionaire heir, Evan Howel. She loved him and adored this man. People around them often said she's his dog and no matter how she's badly treated by him in the past years of being married, she would keep coming back to him meekly. She tried to seduce him several times but she failed to sleep with him and being kicked out of his bed.
Someone had plotted to kill her by pushing her into the water that almost took her life. When she woke up, she became a different woman he used to know. She sneered and gave her husband a divorce agreement. 

Evan Howel offered five billion for their 3 years of marriage as compensation. She felt disgusted and declined his generosity. He began to think about why she changes into a strong woman and dare to provoke him. 

He realized that he can't let go of his beautiful wife who suffered so much for how many years. He wanted her to stay and he played a sex videotape of them in a silent mode before whispering into her ear: "If you don't tear up the divorce paper, I will unmute this video and let the whole world know about it!". She was shocked to see the video of their intimate moments that happened because of the drug given to them. 

She's ready to leave him but her devil husband won't let her go. Would she change her mind after what he had done to her? Would she give up herself again out of love? Could she win over the struggle and conspiracy plotted by Evan's grandfather?


Warning: Strong parental guidance as some chapters are not suitable for minors. 

List of my Novels Here in Webnovel 

1. Billionaire Defiant Wife
2. The Cage of The Past
3. Revenge to the Devil
4. Winter of the Wolves
5. Love & Revenge
6. My Billionaire Husband
7. Love & Revenge: The Return of the Heiress
8. You Are Mine (English)
9. Memories of the Night




Special Note: If you are looking for a sweet contemporary-romance genre, this novel doesn't have that kind of plot. Most plots of my novel talk about mystery, suspense, and a slice of life. Often FL starts a slow pace of development, from weak to strong.

Earthland, Fiore, Magnolia.
Fairy Tail Guild
"Hey happy, what are you doing?" A pink haired young man asked his blue feline partner. This Natsu Dragneel, the resident fire breathing dragon slayer of the guild with his scaly scarf and open vest showing his chest, and pink hair.
"Some of my friend asked me to do something but it's about books and stuff so I'll just give it to Levy." The blue feline said as he played with a flat black square and was pressing some stuff.
"One of your so called friends from another dimension?" Natsu asked with a confused face.
"Yeah." Happy agreed as he raised the phone and point it in front.
Then a large box appears.
"Alright, let see what he sent me." Happy approached the box and some other guild approached as they were curious what's going on.
Opening the box, Happy see a flat black cube inside, some papers. A black brick like box and a small cloth covered object.
Happy check the phone again and see his otherworldly friend message.
[Happy, inside the box is the stuff needs for the research I asked you and the small object that has been covered by cloth is the fish charm that I made, it was easy to make so here.]
"I see." Happy grab the cloth covered object.
"So that's sent by your friend?" Natsu asked Happy.
"Aye, he asked me to do some research but I don't know so I'll just hand it to someone else." Happy said as he grab the box and summon his wings.
"Levy~" Happy said as he fly towards a table where there is a blue haired petite young woman with her two teamates
 She was currently reading a book and looked up who called her.
"What is it Happy?" She asked as Happy landed in their table with the box.
"Can you do this, I really don't know how to do this?" 
"Do what?"
"Ah.. Wait." happy said as he opened the box and grab some papers.
"Let's see, it say here research about the understanding of runes, their connection and the knowledge containing of runes, there is also the natural law and rules of the world.. and others!" Happy said as he can't understand what was written in the paper.
"And you can also use this device to help you. This flat box is called a laptop and was modified by him and inside the other box is a glasses made by him to make him read faster with focus and in the paper is the objective. You can also open a guide inside a file inside this laptop thingy. Well that's all bye!" Happy said as he gave it to Levy and flew away.
"Huh?" Levy was confused as she accepted the box.
...
"Alright, let's see if this charm works." Happy said as he sat at the bar and opened the cloth covered charm.
"What's that Happy?" A white haired sexy barmaid ask Happy. This is Mirajane, the resident barmaid of the guild.
"Oh, Mira. I was just opening the charm made by my new friend. He said that it can make me lucky with fishes." Happy said with a smile.
"Oh? Does it work?"
"I don't know, his lucky stone do work though, remember when I came back with two parts of rare and exotic fishes?" Happy said as he remember with a drool when he used the stone when he was in the market then he won as the lucky customer and gain tasty and different fishes.
"Yes, I do remember that." Mira said with a smile.
"Yeah, he said with this I'll be lucky to get some good fish when I'm fishing!" Happy said as he opened the cloth and there he see a cat head that's attached to a neck collar. Specifically Happy's head.
And there a crumpled note fell. Picking it up he read.
"Happy, this is the best design that I can think of and will make you lucky when you fish. You can put this in your neck to wear." He read the letter.
"I can wear it, but it's really uncomfortable when you wear your own head in your neck." Happy said as he looked and saw that the heads expression looks like it's dead as it's eyes are crossed and his tongue was sticking out.
"Oh! How cute!" Mirajane said with delight as she clapped her hand as she looked at the severed hea- I mean cute head charm of happy.
Happy looked strangely at Mirajane.
'This is my decapitated head Mira!!! I don't see how this is cute!!' Happy thought as he looked at Mira Happy face. 'Well she was into goth and was punky before, so maybe she still likes those.' he added.
"Do you need some help to wear it?" Mira asked Happy.
"Ah.. Aye!" He agreed and give it to Mira. Mira helped him in putting the collar.
Looking at the new accessories Mira put in his neck he said.
"I actually look like a proper pet right now." 
"Well I think you look adorable." Mira said with a smile.
"I don't know what adorable looks like to you Mira." He said and Mira only giggled.
"Happy Let's Go!" Natsu said as he grab Happy and carry him like a Bag.
"Ah..  bye Mira!" Happy wave good bye as he was taken by natsu.
"So where are we going Natus?"
"Someone said that there is a Salamander in Hargeon so will be checking it out if it's Igneel." He said as we head towards the train station.
"Ok then, Let's Go Natsu!" Happy said with a smile.
"Do you have a dog collar in your neck?"
"This is not a Dog Collar! It's a fish Charm collar!!"
"Are you sure?"
"I am positive!"
"But it looks like a dog collar."
"It's not!!"

???: Furuichi give me some Lucky talisman.
???: Furuichi teach me magic.
???: Furuichi do you have a new fish recipe? also erza is pissed and looking for you.
???: Furuichi-san how do you make some friends.
???: Furuichi!
???: Furuichi!
...
'Just how did my second life become troublesome?' I thought.
"Furuichi fight me!" some random delinquent run towards me.
"Furuichi-kun ? woul you join my peerage?" a sexy red haired devil is tempting me.
"Furuichi what's the answer of this question?" an idiot asked me.
"How did my life become troublesome?' I asked as I look at the sky and saw a cloud giving me the middle finger.
'F*ck off!!!'
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Inspired by:
Cultivation Chat Group and Sis-con with Dimensional Chat group
I don't own any characters, this is just an idea and a fanfic

The Fifth Day.

Zhang Zian started the game.

"Navigation Elf, you said that the Lucky Cat was a mythical creature, which exist because of the faith of human beings?" he asked the flickering light on the screen.

[Navigation Elf]: Yes.

Zhang Zian sighed and said, "I see. I think I can guess its origin. "

[Navigation Elf]: If the player can guess the origin of the pet, your favorability level would improve.

Zhang Zian responded, "I don’t know who made the game, but the maker is awesome. Even… such ethereal things can be made into pets." 

[Navigation Elf]: You were lucky enough to win the ethereal pet.

Zhang Zian said, "I have another question. Can the conversations between me and the Lucky Cat be heard by others?"

If a conversation between him and Galaxy was overheard… Well, Galaxy was impossible to capture, but Zhang Zian might be sent to the psychiatric hospital.

[Navigation Elf]: Only the player can hear, other people would just hear a cat’s or dog’s voice.

Zhang Zian replied, "Good."

He turned off the screen and talked to the Lucky Cat, who was staring at the pedestrians while sitting on the cotton pad, "Galaxy, come and play the game!"

"Meow! Play the game! Play the game!" Galaxy raised its tail happily.

Zhang Zian wasn’t ready for anything today, as it was impossible to defeat Galaxy. However, there was still a little hope through a strong will and a little luck.

After Galaxy had hidden, he first searched the first floor and confirmed that it wasn’t there. Then he went up to the second floor, closed his eyes, and began to circle around.

One… two… three...

Zhang Zian felt dizzy and nauseous, and he almost fell down.

He was not able to distinguish between southeast and northwest, nor did he know where he was facing.

He stopped without thinking or listening, just relying on his sixth sense and a bit of luck.

He touched a handle and opened the door. Then he opened his eyes. This was his bedroom, and Galaxy was sitting in the center of the room.

"I got you," he said with a smile.

"Meow! How wonderful! Zhang Zian is great," Galaxy said and jumped excitedly, like a dancer.

Sunshine shone through the windows. At this time, it seemed very real, no longer a phantom that could disappear at any moment.

"Ding dang!" The bell of the first floor rang, but it wasn’t a customer.

"Express! Is there anyone there?" a man asked.

Zhang Zian answered, "Yes, wait a moment!"

Then he said to Galaxy, "Follow me, I have a gift for you."

Galaxy froze, like a spell had been cast on it, and said, "Meow... Present?"

Zhang Zian said, "Right, present, a present for you!"

Galaxy murmured, "Present… Present… Meow..."

The courier delivered a heavily packaged box and left after receiving Zhang Zian's signature.

Zhang Zian opened several layers of the large box with a scissor and a knife and then removed the cushioning foam. Galaxy squatted a few meters away and stared at his actions.

After the box was opened completely, Zhang Zian took out a baby crib which had a very soft cotton pad, pillow, and quilt. The side of the bed was engraved with the word "Galaxy."

"Come here, try it," he said, pointing to the crib.

"Meow… Present… For Galaxy?" Galaxy hesitated.

Zhang Zian nodded and said, "Yes, for you. Come and give it a try."

He left the crib, and Galaxy slowly walked toward it.

The crib was very low because Zhang Zian had requested that the factory shorten the four legs. That way even a small cat such as Galaxy could jump into it.

"Meow… How warm...  Meow… How warm..." Galaxy said. Then it lay in the crib, nuzzling happily.

Zhang Zian picked up his phone, as a notification had suddenly appeared.

[Navigation Elf]:Congratulations! Your favorability level was improved to friendly! Unlocked its true name!

[Game Hints]: Pet Attribute

[Known As]: Lucky Cat

[Rarity]: Unknown

[Feature Update]: Avert disaster and predict the future!

[Unlock Origin]:

In 1935, Schrodinger, a physicist from Austria, proposed a famous idea for an experiment called "Schrodinger's cat." A cat was sealed in a black box containing a bottle of deadly cyanide and a switch triggered by the decay of radioactive material.

The cat could have been either alive or dead; nobody could know the result until the box was opened. 

As quantum theory had been proven by many experiments, Schrodinger’s cat had become well known and interesting.

With great faith, Schrodinger's cat was transformed from a pure dream into a mythical creature.

It had or had not.

It lived or died.

It was real or unreal.

It desired to live.

It desired to be real.

It desired to exist.

It desired to escape the accursed black box.

The experimental cat existed here as well as at the other end of the universe. It was the observer of destiny. In its eyes, the future of doom faded away while the future of happiness collapsed into reality.

It could be pulled back to the frightening black box at any moment. With the cyanide and radioactive substances, its cycles of life and death were changed until quantum theory would liberate it.

It could decide the destiny of everything, but it could not decide its own destiny.

[Unlocked True Name]: Schrodinger’s Quantum Cat

Zhang Zian's hands were trembling, and though he had guessed it, the destiny of Galaxy still made him sigh.

People imagined it in that black box, so it was in that black box.

Quantum theory had been set up for a hundred years, so it died many times in that black box, then it rose again and died again.

People believed in it and abused it.

The cat hated Schrodinger and its real name.

It was claustrophobic because of its long-term incarceration, so the cat liked "large" and hated the semi-enclosed cat's nest. The cat never hid in closets and cupboards when playing hide and seek.

In theory, as long as it left Zhang Zian’s vision, it was in a cloud of probability, and it could be in five rooms at the same time. Only in the moment of "observation" would its "in" or "absent" wave functions collapse into reality.

However, there was a small lag between "open the door" and "observe the room," during which it could escape to other rooms. So he closed his eyes and opened the door completely before opening his eyes.

As for making himself unconscious, he had tried to diminish the impact of his "consciousness" and become a weak observer before opening the door, and then he became a strong observer when he opened his eyes.

"Galaxy, this is your home. I will pay attention and observe you all the time and never let you go back into that damn black box again!" Zhang Zian said.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

A reminder came from my ears, let Mu Feng know that this is the wooden novice village. This wooden village really deserves its name. When you look at it, the places within sight are crisscross trees. Even if it is slightly separated, it is also a bush or The thorn forest, and between the staggered trees, there are small cottages and some game shops.

　　Outside the village, all eyes are a little chicken monster jumping, and it is ridiculous that there are still players chasing the chickens. Those players' awkward attack methods made Mu Feng want to laugh, and those players and There were also red injuries dancing on the chick's head.

　　Mu Feng looked at herself again. Her shirt and jeans were gone. Instead, she was wearing a piece of clothing, pants, and shoes, which had a few tears and was cool to wear.

　　"Hmm ... summon attributes!" Mu Feng sighed calmly, and then yelled, the attribute interface in the virtual online game was called by sound or idea, this rookie knows.

　　"Beep ..." A transparent virtual screen interface appeared in front of me. The "Set as default interface?" Screen appears with a choice of yes and no below.

　　Mu Feng nodded and said yes, followed by a prompt, "Ding! Mu Feng deity, your registered id becomes a lucky player in Linghun World, and gets 50 points of arbitrary attribute distribution, lucky value +5, and a lucky box."

　　Mu Feng was surprised. He stood in place for a few seconds before reacting. Mu Feng remembered that ordinary players entered the game only at 30 points. Lucky value and lucky box Mu Feng have never heard of it. This should be Only for lucky players.

　　Mu Feng smiled at the 50 attributes, and these attributes can be assigned to the four attributes of strength, physical fitness, agility and intelligence. According to the previous experience on keyboard and online games, the mage does not need to ask to add intelligence, so that the magic attack can be improved, and the power to determine the physical attack can be ignored directly.

　　Thinking, Mu Feng's value under intelligence is adjusted to 25 points, 15 points for physical fitness, and 10 points for agility. 1 Constitution is equivalent to 20 life, and it is indispensable, and it is also important to be agile to dodge and hit.

　　After the assignment is completed, click OK, then a virtual screen will be spent, and a new list of attributes will appear in front of Mu Feng in the next second.

　　Game id: Mu Feng deity. Occupation: Mage (Fire Department).

　　Level: Level 0. Experience: 0%.

　　Lucky value: 5 points. Fatigue value: 150 points / 150 points. (It consumes 5-20 points of fatigue per hour. Players need different consumption in both combat and non-combat states.)

　　Health: 300/300 points. Magic: 500/500 points.

　　Strength: 0 points.

　　Constitution: 15 points.

　　Intelligence: 25 points.

　　Dexterity: 10 points.

　　Magic attack: 25 ~ 50 points.

　　Defense: 15 points.

　　Critical Strike: 2%.

　　Evasion rate: 1%.

　　Movement speed: 1%.

　　Speed ​​of returning blood: 2 o'clock a minute.

　　Returning speed: 3 o'clock a minute.

　　...

　　The four attributes of experience, fatigue, life, and magic are displayed as bars. The experience bar is green, the fatigue bar is yellow, and the life magic is red and blue.

　　In addition to the attribute interface, there are also equipment, skills, tasks, items and other interfaces. Mufeng's equipment includes novice cloth, novice cloth pants and novice cloth boots. Add attributes, followed by a novice wooden staff with +1 to 2 magic attacks. The wooden staff is temporarily unequipped.

　　There is a spark attack on the skill interface. It releases 3 magic powers at a time. The cooling time is three seconds. Mu Feng takes out the wooden stick, and then quickly raises it. The reason is that the spark did not burn the stick, but even so, Mu Feng didn't think the spark could hit the attack.

　　As for other skills, they are insufficient in level and cannot be learned. It is similar to the keyboard online game mode. They are all learned at a high level. As for tasks, they must be level 1 to accept them.

　　Lucky box, hehe ... After reading everything, Mu Feng put his eyes on the lucky box of the item interface. This is something that you can only become a lucky player. I don't know what I can open. Gently, the system prompts whether to open it or not.

　　The sound of "click" sounded in Mu Feng's ears. Mu Feng knew what the box was about to open. He hurriedly looked around. Mu Feng seemed to be afraid of who was staring at himself in the dark. Upgrade, whoever has time to look at Mu Feng, even if you look at it, you just leave.

　　"Ding! You open the lucky box and get a skill."

　　[Melting magic] Colorless grade special skills, skill release effect: Meltdown: insufficient level, you need to reach level 4 to open. Fusing: Insufficient grade, not opened. Cinder: Insufficient level to open. This is a special growth skill that will never be forgotten.

　　"Colorless? Special skills? Can't you forget?" Looking at this open box to get skills, several questions appeared in Mu Feng's mind instantly. Mu Feng remembered that Ling Hun's equipment levels were white ordinary level and gray boutique level. Green unique level, blue ancient level, orange hero level, etc. As for the colorless level, Mu Feng has never heard of it.

　　And this smelting magic is a special skill that cannot be forgotten, Mu Feng does not know whether he has opened a very powerful skill or an additional skill to occupy the skill interface.

　　And if you want to know the effect of this skill, I'm afraid I won't know it until I get to level 4 and start melting.

　　After a pause, turn off all the virtual interfaces, Mu Feng looked at the large wooden village, and in his heart, he must himself become the most powerful player in this novice village, and then ... then ...?

　　When I was looking for something to do, Mu Feng saw a chicken running from the front. The chicken narrowed his neck and opened two small wings. He bounced all the way towards Mu Feng, chasing after the chicken. With three players.

　　"Hey, ready-made cheap ..." Mu Feng didn't even think about it. He was kicking at the chick. When he kicked, he leaned back slightly, made a shot, and shouted, "Fly for me!"

　　"-16."

　　Unbiased, Mu Feng kicked on the chick's head, a bright red "-16" damage value floated, the chick was kicked and flew two or three meters, fell to the ground with a cluck, and fell, and the next Seconds become white light and disappear.

　　Then the system pops up a small transparent screen, the above content is to prompt Mu Feng to kill the chicken to get 12 points experience. Mu Feng ticked the "don't prompt again" box under the experience, then clicked off, and then opened the attribute interface with thoughts. There was 12% more experience on the top, which was displayed in a long green bar. % Experience, really earned.

　　Before waiting for Mu Feng to think about it, Mu Feng was surrounded by the three people who were just chasing the chickens. At first, a burly man with a fleshy face screamed: "Hey, boy, you fucking dare to grab us? "

　　The man does not eat the immediate loss, Mu Feng also knows that he robbed the monster, and smiled silly at the moment, "Hey, I'm really sorry, I saw it rushing over and I was afraid, but I kicked it accidentally."

　　Looking at Mu Feng's smiling face compensating, another long and temperamental tall and thin young man smiled helplessly and said, "Never mind, a monster is not important, pay attention later."

　　"Oh, I see." Mu Feng continued to say vaguely, maybe he was shameless, and the incident passed.

　　The burly man saw the temperament youth talking casually about looting, and suddenly said in his ear: "Boss, that's a Level 2 blame. It's hard for us to kill the residual blood!"

　　Oh? Level 2 strange? No wonder so much experience. Mu Feng smiled, and then looked at the information of the first three players. The temperamental young man is Qiushui Changtian. He is about 25 years old and has a level 3 mage profession. The burly man is called Mad Cow. He should be over thirty years old. His occupation is warrior and his rank is level 2.

　　As for the third player who is traveling with them is a female player, standing behind has not been talking, the game id is called Jiyue, Jiyue? Miss Ji? The moment I saw this id, an illusion appeared in Mu Feng's mind, or I thought of something.

　　By the way, was n't that little beauty named Miss Ji last night? Mu Feng suddenly realized, and then the back of the hand and the palm of the hand fiercely beat, and then bypassed Qiushui Changtian and Mad Cow, rushed to the front of Ji Yue who was not talking. She was a doctoral profession, a novice Baiyi Shengxue.

　　Holding her both shoulders with both hands, Mu Feng asked with excitement: "You ... Are you Miss Ji?"

　　"What is Miss Ji? Is it ... is it me?" She looked at Mu Feng a little doubtfully, not understanding what Mu Feng said.

　　Looking at Ji Yue directly, her face was covered by Mu Feng. Her tender skin, cherry-like pink lips, and slightly talking eyes were just like Mu Feng saw after drunk last night. But she looked at Mu Feng for a while, without knowing it.

　　"Uh, I'm sorry, I recognize the wrong person ..." Mu Feng let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and said with a little apology. I was really confused, and even when I saw a long and beautiful little girl, I confessed. If he was Miss Ji, I would not know Mu Feng.

　　Ji Yue also lowered her head, with a little subtleness in her face, and did not dare to look at Mu Feng directly. At this time, the temperament youth Qiushui walked and said, "Oh, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, then we will not interfere with each other and will not prevent the other party from upgrading."

　　Although the mad cow is still angry, he can't retaliate against Mu Feng. He can only say goodbye to Mu Feng and say goodbye. After leaving the mad cow and Jiyue for a long time in the autumn, Mu Feng's eyes remain on Ji On the back of the month, this little girl is really too much like Miss Ji. Of course, this may also be the illusion of Mu Feng. After all, she was drunk at that time, and Mu Feng in that state couldn't remember the look of Miss Ji at all.

　　"Hoo! Miss Ji, wait, I will not let you down, I will not!" When Ji Yue disappears, Mu Feng will talk to the sky, no matter how long Miss Ji is, He will bear his own responsibilities.

　　If Miss Ji is as beautiful as Ji Yue, wouldn't Mu Feng earn a beauty for nothing? Hehe ...

deserted king destruct extinguish inside to slumber , bathe wind destruct extinguish inside to revive , stay deserted to go back to time , to destroy day extinguish land .

The long match reached its end stage. Most of the fliers were already shot down, while many other mechs were down to their last reserves. The canyon's ruins were mostly blown apart. The frequent close-quarters combat and the occasional artillery barrage flattened so many ancient structures that the city was unrecognizable.

While many other mechs started to run slower, the Mist Prowler came alive. Though the scorch marks and many holes caused the mech to lose its shine, the mech navigated the rubble-strewn streets with remarkable alacrity. Its movement at the start of the match might as well be as slow as a slug compared to its current form.

"This modular armor sure is something." Joshua commented as he moved his mech with his functionality mostly intact.

The more square plates he shed, the faster his mech moved. Shedding so much weight in one single match was a new experience for him. It felt as if the Mist Prowler turned from a medium mech into a light mech. If the internal damage wasn't so bad, he'd actually be able to keep up with fast mechs in a race.

"Too bad the damage is just too extensive."

The many holes in his mech's armor exposed the internal sections to the elements. Though Joshua's dodging improved, he could not prevent flying rocks and other types of wide-area damage from degrading the more delicate electronics. The erosion already turned his mech's left arm into an inert limb.

A heavy knight approached the Mist Prowler's side. Compared to the half-wrecked medium mech, the knight looked fairly pristine with its intact sword and shield. The mech survived the grueling match so far by being too sluggish to reach most skirmishes in time.

"TheSeventhSnake, how's your reserves?"

"I'm down to about 25%."

"I still have 40% left in the tank." The knight boasted. "We've reached the final ten minutes of the match. We have to dislodge whoever's left alive from the central temple."

Joshua looked up his team display and only counted five mechs still alive on his side. Of these five, two never showed up anywhere. Only the Mist Prowler, the heavy knight and a light sniper mech stuck together within the ruins.

"How many enemies are in the temple?"

"I last counted five of them, but that might have changed."

That meant they were effectively outnumbered. Joshua did not like his chances. He worked hard to take down four enemy mechs and drive away many more. Each of his opponents provided him with a hefty challenge. He now fully appreciated the proficiency of Silver League players. While not all of them possessed balanced skills, they almost always had a trick up their sleeve.

"How much of that smoke do you have left?"

"I'm down to my last canister. It won't last long enough to kill off all five of them. They also know my tricks now so I doubt it will be effective in separating them from each other."

"We won't need to separate them in order to win. In fact, I want you to force them to stick closer together." The heavy knight's pilot surprisingly stated. "If they're clumped up together, then our sniper can easily bracket the area with laser fire. Sure, most of them will miss, but if even 20% of his shots hits something, we're on the right track."

That was a fairly ingenious plan, if not for one thing.

"If I go in, I might be liable to get hit by my own side." Joshua said. "But if I don't go in, the enemy has no reason to cling together. They'll just spread out and try to escape the sensor blocking range."

"You need to go in. If we want to win, we have to take some risks."

"And what will you be doing?"

"I'll be standing next to our sniper, making sure he won't get ambushed. Look, you don't need to kill all five of them yourself. Just try to occupy two or three of them. You can leave the remainder to us."

The plan was wracked with holes, but Joshua couldn't figure out another way to win. The longer they stayed near the temple, the more their capture score accumulated. Once it reached the limit, they'd win the match.

Joshua parted from the pair with a heavy heart. He was essentially tasked with acting as distraction and bait. Victory and defeat rode upon his shoulders. He didn't want his first match with the Mist Prowler to end so ignominiously.

"C'mon fellow, I know you have it in you. Please stay together for a couple more minutes."

His back cage holding the cloud generator and projector lost a lot of weight as the match went on. Almost all of the canisters were missing as Joshua already used them up. Only the last canister remained unused. Joshua programmed the particle ejector, and then initiated a delay. He controlled his mech to quickly detach the back module and throw it in the direction of the central temple.

The particles instantly engulfed the surrounding area. A great fog of shiny particles and rainbow colors blocked everyone's view. If the sniper had not prepared a position and zeroed in on the temple, he would be as blind as the rest.

"I'm going in. Hey sniper, I'll be alternating from the left to the right side of the temple area each minute starting from now."

"Roger that."

With that out of the way, Joshua entered the mist yet again, rendering himself blind. By now, Joshua got used to the sheer amount of visual noise around him. Having prepared his entry with a rudimentary map, he eased his mech forward. Its steps landed softly in the soil, much gentler now that it only wore a fraction of its armor.

Joshua felt more in tune in this blind environment. The Mist Prowler was made for hunting in the heavy fog. Like an extradimensional specter, the sorry-looking and creaky mech approached the temple. As a minute passed, he switched a little to the right. He decided to increase his pace and probe the enemy's disposition.

Once the main temple came into view, a laser shot out at him from a corner.

"Contact!" Joshua yelled as he dodged further to the right. Then he realized the particles in the air blocked all communication signals as well. "Shit."

His mech spurred ahead with a scavenged sword in hand. The spear and heated knives weren't able to survive Joshua's rough handling. More shots to ping in his direction, but luckily they were just exploratory in nature.

Another set of laser shots started to fire from the outskirts. The sniper in Joshua's team finally went into action and focused most of his shorts to the left.

The grand temple came into view. Unlike the other stone ruins in the map, the main structure of the alien city was carved out of an exotic stone that shone bright black in the sun. Its appearance was incongruent with the local architecture.

Joshua cared little for these fictional curiosities and instead focused on getting into sword range with what looked like a banged-up heavy centaur. It lost most of its weapon emplacements from previous attacks. Most notably, one of its legs appeared to be lame.

"It's a sitting duck." He grinned at the sight. The heavy mech did not use any weapon other than what looked like a salvaged laser rifle. The mech's fixed weapon emplacements were either destroyed or expended all of their ammunition.

The heavy mech released a trumpet-like sound in the air as it called for help. Knowing that he didn't have much time, Joshua squeezed out all of the Mist Prowler's potential and dodged the heavy mech's plentiful shots with clumsy grace.

Knowing that its end was near, the heavy mech dropped its rifle and instead lifted off a ridiculous-looking maul from the ground. Even before the Mist Prowler came into range, the centaur already started to swing the hefty weapon.

"Just because my mech looks like scrap doesn't mean it can't dance!"

With contemptuous ease, Joshua bent his mech backwards and allowed the head of the maul to pass right before his mech's nose. After he pulled his mech upright, the sword in its hand made a few quick stabs towards the damaged and wrecked weapon emplacements on the centaur's body. He might as well be stabbing a stationary target, because the centaur's reaction speed was far too slow compared to his Mist Prowler.

The centaur smoked and its reactions slowed down once more. Joshua was disappointed his attacks hadn't wrecked the mech, but he shouldn't be surprised. Heavy mechs often survived heavier punishments. He made do with merely crippling his opponent because a pair of enemy light mechs finally came to the centaur's aid.

"Two more for the chopping block." Joshua said as his grin grew stronger.

Instead of confronting them directly, Joshua abruptly shifted his mech to the left. He acted as if he wanted to lure the two into a fruitless chase. As planned, the wary light mechs didn't follow him deeper into the mist. Instead, they opted to approach their crippled teammate and assess his condition.

Unfortunately for them, the sniper fire abruptly started pelt them down. One shot even thrust past a damaged shoulder section, cleanly severing the entire arm from the poor mech's frame. None of the mechs present on the battlefield looked pristine. Many mechs missed entire sections of their armor. A single attack at an unprotected opening could prove devastating.

Joshua decisively shed the three mechs and instead dove in deeper and came up on the entrance of the temple. He had to move carefully now that he came so close. Destroying the temple was an automatic loss condition.

A mech suddenly came into his view. The mediumweight looked terrible. Fractured armor was all that was left of its armor, and it had lost its entire right shoulder and arm. Despite the extensive damage, the mech still held on to an intact flamethrower in its other hand.

"A striker!"

One of the ways striker-type mechs distinguished themselves from others was their capability to damage a wide area. Accuracy was less of a concern for them as they'd always hit something in their attacks if they came into range. The particle mist unintentionally provided the striker with the perfect hunting environment.

Joshua chose to push his mech down into a forward roll. The limber mech performed the desperate action with a lot of worrying creaking. Despite the Mist Prowler's limberness, mechs simply weren't designed to roll. Tons of pressure fell onto several vulnerable spots, causing the mech to run on its final legs.

"I still have enough juice to take you down with me!"

As the striker adjusted his flamethrower downwards, Joshua swiped his sword at the weapon. The strike sliced the weapon apart, causing its hot and unstable internals to explode in a splash of flame that engulfed the both of them. The striker was clearly worse off from the attack, having lost its remaining arm to fire.

Unfortunately, Joshua wasn't feeling all that good. Plenty of flames had gone right past his non-existent armor and savaged his beaten-up internals. He instantly lost 80% of his engine power.

"Come on. Get up!"

With his mech's final strength, Joshua poured all of his will into pushing the Mist Prowler to get on its knees, hold up the sword, and push its battered feet just enough to slash at the opposing mech for one last time.

The attack landed solidly in the enemy's waist. It tore apart the striker's engines, immobilizing it on the ground right next to the Mist Prowler which just breathed its last.

Within the simulation pod, Joshua breathed out as he pulled himself out the intensity of combat. He paid little attention to the remainder of the match. He recalled his previous encounters and relished the stunts he pulled off with the Mist Prowler. His mouth never lost its grin.

"The Mist Prowler is a worthy mech. I wasn't wrong in trusting that designer."

Joshua eventually found out that his team lost the match. In the end, they stayed back too long and let the enemy team run out the clock. It left a bad taste in his mouth, but he quickly regained his composure.

"There's plenty of other opportunities to make up for my loss."

Meanwhile, somewhere else on the planet, Ves looked down at Lucky in concern.

"What's the matter, buddy?"

The cat tugged at his pants and yowled at him to follow him outside. The mechanical cat usually longed about on his sofa. Something must have stirred him up really good for him to act so panicked.

Ves ran after the cat when it bolted out the doors. He stopped when his feet encountered a metal box.

"Ouch!"

After soothing his stubbed foot, he looked down to see Lucky frantically scratching the exterior of the metal box.

"Hey now, be careful with that." He said as he picked up the head-sized box. "Let's head inside."

After sinking back down the couch, Ves studied the strange box that appeared at his doorstep. He hadn't expected any deliveries to arrive today, and certainly not something that warranted a small but heavy metal box. After knocking his hands over the matte surface, Ves realized the box was not as simple as it looked. His knowledge in metallurgy suggested that the box was a piece of reformed mech armor plating.

He turned it around and touched all over its cold surface, only to come up with no way of opening the box. He knew there was something inside because he could feel something clank when he gently shook the container.

"This isn't meant to be opened with a simple cutter." Ves realized with fascination. Who would go through the trouble of refashioning mech armor into a box that could only be opened with specialized tools?

Fortunately, his workshop's tool shed possessed a few tools meant to help with repairs. One of them was a high-intensity thermal cutter that could slowly melt through most mech armor. The only problem was that handling such a tool inexpertly might damage the contents of the box.

"Maybe I should use a saw instead?"

But when Ves studied the box further, he realized that using saws came with its own risks. The armor plates weren't simply stacked on top of each other, but were placed in a particular pattern that could cause the entire box to implode and funnel excess kinetic energy to the middle. It was an ingenious security feature that spoke of a great amount of effort in keeping the contents of the box secure.

"I can't use a saw or a thermal cutter alone. I have to use both."

Though there were more advanced tools that could open the box without risk, they were all in the hands of large or rich manufacturers. A nobody like Ves wouldn't be able to afford such extravagance.

Therefore, Ves simply prepared his tools and carefully worked on the box with Lucky watching on with hungry eyes.

First, he melted the outer portion of the box in a careful pattern. He did not cut a straight line nor did he follow a random route. No, he meticulously followed the optimal routes suggested by the armor pattern and slowly peeled off the top armor layer by layer. He continued his work for two whole hours before he came upon the final layer. It consisted of a different material that was significantly tougher. If Ves recklessly tried to burn through the last layer, he'd risk scorching the contents.

Instead, he left the box in place and let it cool down for a couple of hours. Ves took the time to analyze the samples of the armor plating and scoured the galactic net for any matches.

"Nothing. This alloy is not publically available."

While the armor was nothing special in terms of its damage resistance, Ves was intrigued by the strange patterns the box used. The maker of the box was either a mech designer or a professional armorer.

While Ves made plenty of scans and other observations, he had no starting point in understanding its features. The tech was too advanced or exotic. It might even have alien roots, seeing that the patterns incorporated many strange patterns that resembled alien scripts.

After the box had sufficiently cooled down, Ves took up the powered saw and carefully guided it to cut a tiny groove at the edge of the box. He then followed up with a couple of other minor cuts that caused the final layer of the box to suffer a crisscross of narrow indentations. Once Ves applied the final cut, he turned off the saw and put it on the table. With his free hand, he held his hand over the top, and firmly pushed against the surface.

A series of clicks sounded as the top disintegrated into a mish-mash of weird non-Euclidian shapes. It strained his mind when he looked at the many shapes. Somehow, the remnants of the last layer didn't fall down, but instead fell into a series of grooves that turned out to be a sophisticated lock.

When the metal pieces all fell into place, the strange lock turned transparent and changed into a fluid!

"What the?!"

Ves suddenly got knocked aside when Lucky climbed on top of the box. The cat quickly craned down his neck and lapped at the transparent liquid.

"What are you doing, Lucky!? It might be dangerous!"

It took a lot of effort for Ves to use his meager strength to pull his deranged cat from the box. The cat yowled excruciatingly and used all of the power packed in its slim body to slip out of his owner's grip and dive right back into the box.

When Ves tried to pry off his disobedient cat from the box, he failed to make any progress. The cat practically dug in its claws.

"Lucky, don't make me upgrade my strength."

Apparently, the gem cat didn't care. By the time Ves managed to pull his cat off, it already closed its eyes in lazy contentment. Ves looked speechlessly at the empty interior of the box before turning his gaze at his selfish cat. Lucky looked so full of himself right now. He even had the audacity to nap in his irate owner's grasp!

Ves sighed. With the strange liquid alloy slurped away, he could find no other clue to the providence of the box. While he still had the rest of the opened box to play with, it paled in comparison to the strange and magical alloy. It almost seemed as if the alloy moved by itself.

"I hope you're happy with your latest meal, because I'm not going to feed you anything until you completely emptied your bowels."

Lucky graced the admonishment with a lazy meow before finally falling asleep. Ves sighed, not having the heart to scold his cat any longer. Instead, he put the cat down onto the couch and turned his attention back to the opened box.

"Does it have any other secrets?"

Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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Cerberus and Lucky arrived to find the home empty. Cerberus brought Corvis to the lab and then returned to the living room to recline on the chaise. Exhausted Cerberus fell asleep only to wake up to Lucky chirping right in his face.

Blue-green smoke swirled its way up in plumes from under the door which then swung open and Zion, covered in dirt, floated through. Hastily tossing magical objects from their cloak on the floor while naming them: "Ok eye of Horus" as the object fell to the floor it made a thud. "Unicorn hair in an amber box" thud. "Dragon scales" thud thud. "Hey Cerberus can you check lab for the siren wail? It would be in a magical box labeled Charybdis." 

Cerberus went to check the lab as Zion continued searching their cloak when Lucky hopped on their leg and crawled up their cloak. In her mouth was a magical box labeled Charybdis. Zion smiled at her and gave her a pumpkin seed. "Why thank you, Lucky, where did you find this?"

Lucky chirped eagerly between bites of the pepita.

Zion had a curious look and then said "Oh, interesting. As far as the label it's a reference to the famous epic called 'The Oddessy'. In it Odysseus finds himself stuck at sea between the proverbial rock and a hard place. The rock was a monster called Scylla who would snatch sailors from ships and eat them. Charybdis represented the hard place. Some people refer to it as a monster while others say it was a whirlpool which would also prove perilous for his ship. Odysseus had to decide which one he wanted to brave, but both posed negative impacts. The story represents selecting the lesser of two evils. In the story Odysseus decided to select Scylla because she would eat only six of his crew while Charydbis would pose a threat to more. As you might have guessed I have another box labeled Scylla. They're magical boxes that generate magical ingredients to achieve the lesser and greater of two evils in any given scenario. Sometimes morally and ethically it can be argued to choose opposite Odysseus. Which is what I've done with a very distinct purpose."

Lucky chirped again.

"The evil I'm up against is so vastly dense and full of itself that a lesser evil would be too good for it to even affect its trajectory." Zion answered.

Cerberus walked back into the living room having only heard part of the conversation. With an angry tone he barked "Who are you planning on cursing?"

"Oof that's not a good sign." Zion turned to Lucky, "How long has he been barking?"

Lucky chirped.

Zion gestured and all their things were put away and their cloak was cleaned by magic. They then sniffed the air and a pink thread of smoke lead to Cerberus's pocket. Zion grabbed the magical object therein and waved their hand over it. It changed from a glowing rune to a crow skull, some harpy feathers, a centipede, and condensed and sweetened starlight inside a minotaur hoof. A look of concern came over Zion's face. "Where's Corvis?"

Lucky chirped.

"Lucky, I need you to hold on to my cloak and stay inside the circle." Zion said and then cast a large blue glowing circle around them. Zion set the objects in the center of the circle and walked around the inside of the circumference chanting. Each time the chant completed Zion would drop an octave and start the chant over again. A second, smaller white glowing circle began forming around the objects. As the chant continued the circle wrapped over the top of the objects creating a dome. Inside the dome a fire started burning magenta. Outside the circle Cerberus began howling as his face and body started changing into his wolf form.

Zion drew a small red circle above the dome which opened a portal to the lab and pulled Corvis through. Corvis was now suspended above the dome in the circle. His eyes started to glow red. Cawing, maggots crawled out of his body and were consumed by the circle as they tried to exit. Flesh started to regenerate where Corvis had decomposed. His red glowing eyes slowly started changing to black. His feathers filled in and he began to just look like an extraordinarily large raven. Zion chanted something else and a magenta smoke started pouring out of Corvis. As soon as it would hit the circle it would collect in the dome.

Zion grabbed sage from their cloak and started burning it while smudging themself and Lucky. Then they smudged inside the larger circle. After this they took the sage and placed it above Corvis, said something in a foriegn language and blue-green fire that traveled in waves reverberated through everything.

When the first wave hit Cerberus he howled, but his voice and his face started to look more human. When the second wave hit the fire pulled out Cerberus's human form and burned through it. As the third wave hit, his human form, consumed with flames, turned and looked back at his wolf form. His wolf form began growling and gnashing its teeth. His human form extended his hand slowly to the wolf form. At first the wolf barked and growled but as the hand got closer it began to calm down until Cerberus's human form was petting his wolf form on the head. As this happened the fire began to consume the wolf form and the two began to meld together until Cerberus was standing there with human form and burning wolf eyes.  As the fire died down his human form was completely restored and he fell to the ground. All the circles, except for the dome disappeared. The dome became very dark and foggy, but 2 very distinct, figures became apparent within looking like zombified, tiny apes.

Zion spoke in a different language until the dome elevated itself from the ground forming a sphere. The figures inside the sphere became erratic and frantically clawed at the sides. As Zion chanted they drew their index and middle fingers together on each hand while curling the others back into their palms. "What hath been joined was a mistake." Bringing their extended fingers together in front of them even with their chest they drew one hand up and the other down while saying "Now soul and curse separate."

Lightning from above and below tore the dome in half as the earth claimed the left and the sky claimed the right. A shockwave of lighting ravaged through everything from the separation and afterwards everything sparkled.

Zion heaved a large sigh and sat down. Lucky crawled into their hand as Zion handed her a blackberry. "Tell me everything that happened." Zion said.

Lucky chirped with food in her mouth. 

Zion chuckled. "You can finish eating first"

This is a funny,  heartwarming story that nearly everyone can read about a brave little chipmunk and her best friend a necromancing lich. Together they solve magical mysteries while learning what it's like to be alive...or undead.

One hundred boxes were stacked neatly like a hill. It was a rare scene, and the players paused from buying and watched curiously.
So Poor I Only Have Money Left took a deep breath and opened the boxes quickly. The surrounding spectators extended their necks, and their expression changed from anticipation to shock and finally to mockery.
All one hundred boxes had been opened, but the best was only a blue assault rifle. The waste parts stacked like a hill. So Poor I Only Have Money Left's face turned green.
"One hundred boxes and got blue equipment, nice."
"You have my admiration, chief."
"Money can't change your fate, bro."
"New documentary: Galaxy—Fall of a Rich Man".
"Why do I feel so… good?"
So Poor I Only Have Money Left grabbed his hair in frustration. As his ID suggested, he was rich indeed, and he was used to spending a lot of money, which brought him profit most of the time. He was rich, so he could do anything he wanted.
Lucky draw events were his favorite. He did not care about whether he profited or lost money—he just liked the moment of pleasure when he won something. However, he did not win with Han Xiao.
[Black Phantom's Machinery Box] did not guarantee anything no matter how many one bought at once. Like the lottery, it was completely about luck and probability. So Poor I Only Have Money Left bought one hundred boxes because he thought there was a higher chance of winning something, but he had been very unlucky this time.
Although it was good to have a rich customer, Han Xiao did not give him any special treatment. No guarantee meant no guarantee, and he did not want to break the rules because of rich people. His target customers were all the players. He wanted to turn this into a main city specialty and have more people take part in the event, not turn it into an event just for the rich. The number of boxes was limited after all, and not having any guarantee for consecutive purchases was to avoid a single person buying too many boxes.
If there was a guarantee for consecutive purchases, the other rich people would also do the same. Every batch of limited boxes would be snatched away by a few rich people, and the chances for the other players to take part would be much lower. It would make the event less attractive—long term growth was more important.
Anyone would be somewhat affected by the majority, and as soon as this evolved into a mass hobby, demand, and habit, its influence on the entire player base would be different.
So Poor I Only Have Money Left wanted to buy again, but the other players were now unhappy about it. They took the previous one hundred boxes opening as a form of entertainment, but the number of boxes was limited; it would have crossed the line if he bought even more.
Seeing that the crowd was unhappy, So Poor I Only Have Money Left could only scratch his head awkwardly and step aside.
On the side, King Of Single Draw was full of disdain. He told the people around him, "See? Throwing money has no technicality at all. The best method is to calculate the rarity chance through a lot of observation and research."
As he was speaking, he smiled confidentially, and light reflected off from both his teeth and glasses. "Now, watch my performance!"
Bringing a group of people, King Of Single Draw walked toward Han Xiao, he paid close attention and calculated in his heart, after a few players finished buying, he suddenly yelled very loudly and shocked the crowd, then squeezed into the front line of the queue and bought the next box.
"Hehehe, according to my experience, there's definitely something good in this box."
King Of Single Draw was full of confidence. He opened the box with looks of anticipation from the crowd.
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Congratulations, you have received [Waste Part] * 18
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The crowd suddenly turned silent and looked at him weirdly.
The atmosphere was very awkward. King Of Single Draw's mouth twitched. He coughed and said, "You guys should know that this is a matter of probability. If at first you don't succeed, try and try again. There'll definitely be something good!"
However, his next single purchases were all trash. His followers looked at him with more and more doubts.
"Can you even do it?"
"Bullsh*t! Next time, purple will definitely appear next time!" King Of Single Draw's eyes were red. Like a gambling addict, he bought one more box. He closed his eyes and mumbled, "God, please give me luck this time."
After he repeated that more than a dozen times, he felt his palms heating up, like an unknown force had just descended into him.
Famous words of many people flashed through his mind.
"This time, surely!" King Of Single Draw opened his eyes suddenly. With a gush of confidence, he yelled and flipped open the box!
A pile of trash.
King Of Single Draw froze in place, lost.
"Why… why is this happening? Are all the trends I've been researching fake? The loot boxes are fake; the world is fake; everything is fake!"
In the crowd, Half A Cigarette When Lonely touched his wallet. It was finally his turn. He hesitated and said, "I'll have one."
This was his first time buying [Black Phantom's Machinery Box]. He had been spectating hesitantly until then. Although 3,000 Aquamarine Dollars was not really a lot, he was just a normal player, and his money had all been made through hard work of doing missions here and there, so he treasured his money a lot. However, seeing that many players had won good equipment in this event, he was a bit tempted.
Then, he finally decided to just buy one box.
Half A Cigarette When Lonely had very low expectations. He would be satisfied with just green equipment, and he did not even dare to think about blue or purple equipment.
After running to the side, Half A Cigarette When Lonely held his breath and opened the box.
Purple light surged into his eyes!
"P—Pur—Purple equipment‽"
Half A Cigarette When Lonely was stunned, trembling in excitement.
The players beside looked over with jealous.
"Another lucky one."
"Tsk, I want purple equipment, too."
There was someone who won a purple equipment every time. Although it was rare, the players had seen it happen a few times and were used to it. They stopped paying attention after being jealous for a while.
Half A Cigarette When Lonely took out the purple high caliber Berserk Eagle, played with it in his hands, and suddenly felt an impulse.
How about… buy another one to try my luck?
Half A Cigarette When Lonely clenched his teeth, bought another box and opened it casually.
Purple light again!
Half A Cigarette When Lonely mouth fell open, and his heart was hit with an immeasurable surprise.
The surround players looked over again, very surprised.
"He got another purple piece of equipment? That's really lucky."
"Quick, breath in the air of luck."
"Two draws, two wins—might as well go buy a lottery ticket."
"So what if he's lucky? I will be as well one day."
"Brother, you are allowed to show off, but don't cross the line."
Some were jealous; some were amazed; some were sour.
So Poor I Only Have Money Left was speechless. He had bought one hundred boxes at once and could not even compare with someone else casually buying two boxes.
What kind of world is this? What happened to the rich's privileges‽
King Of Single Draw clenched and ground his teeth. He was on the edge of losing it, screaming in his heart, The purple equipment should've been mine!
"How about… another one?" Half A Cigarette When Lonely touched his wallet. He had just a bit more than 3,000 left. On impulse, he decided and bought one more, like a gambler tasting the sweetness of winning, falling into the abyss of cashing in.
"Will I win this time?" Half A Cigarette When Lonely suddenly regretted it a little. To win two times in a row was already extremely lucky; three in a role had way too low a probability. Furthermore, there were, at most, only three pieces of purple equipment in every batch of [Black Phantom's Machinery Box]. If he won again, did that not mean he had won every purple equipment of this batch?
He anxiously opened the third box, and the familiar purple light surged again!
Half A Cigarette When Lonely was completely stunned.
All the surrounding players were completely stunned.
Three single draw wins in a row! What kind of luck is this!
No, this can't be called luck anymore, this is a damn blessing!
The people looked at Half A Cigarette When Lonely with shock.


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

< Quest Page >
- The best kind of Power is gained during Life and Death situations.
Goal:
- Kill the A-Rank Boss with the strength of a C-Rank Hunter.
- Cannot be aided by Beast (Chad)
\ Rewards /
- 1x Greater Lucky Spin
- Loot Box (A-Rank)
- 100 System Points
The rewards confused Yuuki as he had not come across either of the two so far.
{It's expected you have not explored all of the features yet, as their names suggest, the Greater Lucky Spin and Loot Box are luck-based System items in which from the Lucky Spin you can receive anything, whilst the Loot Box is based upon what you killed. For example, if you killed a Snake Boss, it has a chance of dropping a Loot Box after its death. From the Loot Box, you can receive items related to the Boss such as a Fang or even a Dagger made from its Fang. Why don't you use your complimentary Lucky Spin now?}
"Oh, right. Thanks for reminding me." Yuuki maneuvered through the System and opened the shop.
< System Shop >
( System Points = 0 )
Lucky Spin - 500 Sp
Free Lucky Spin - 1x
Sonic Whoopie Cushion (D) - 500 Sp
Emperyean Dog Food - (D) 5000 Sp
Death God's Robes - (SS) 500,000 Sp
Sharingan - (C) 10,000 Sp
Zanpakuto - (B) 25,000 Sp
Lostvayne - (B) 100,000 Sp
Clown nose - (E) 50 Sp
Stinky Tofu - (E) 99 Sp
Legendary Brick (???) - 999,999,999 Sp
[ Perfect Power Pursuing System Shop Refresh in 23H: 58M: 16S]
"What the hell is this brick to be worth that much?"
Seeing the description, Yuuki's jaw dropped.
Effects: One brick in hand can dominate the entire world, able to ignore all defensive capabilities. One hit on the head will 100% guarantee knockout for one minute, can repeatedly be used, not effective on other parts of the body.
Description: This is a violation of equivalent forging, a legendary weapon that should be impossible to craft.
Origin: Crafted by Lin Fan
"Who is this Lin Fan guy and why is this weapon in existence?"
{Oh, that guy seems familiar for some reason but I don't remember why. That name reminds me of a monkey stealing a peach strangely.} Hina was also surprised that this item was in the shop and the name sent shivers down her spine. whilst in between Yuuki's legs, he started shaking.
'This Lin Fan must've been a legendary existence to make me feel pressure from just his name!'
Stopping his thoughts from wandering any longer, Yuuki put his palms together and prayed for good luck before he selected the free spin and awaited his reward.
In front of him, a spinning wheel appeared on a panel and all the parts of the wheel had a question mark which did not let him see what the available items were.
Slowly coming to a halt, the gray which hid the item retreated and showed an ice-blue dagger.
< Item Obtained >
[ Leviathan Dagger ] (A Rank)
Description: A dagger forged of a Fang from the Mythical Creature, the Leviathan.
Effects: 10% chance for a -Frozen- effect to be added to the enemy with every hit, slowing down the enemy's speed and reducing their defense by 5% and 10% respectively. Coldness pierces the enemy with each hit and accumulates to turn enemy into an ice sculpture. Ice forms on the surface of the Dagger increasing attack range and power.
Stats: Attack is the sum of the Strength and Agility Stats of User.
Holding the dagger in his hand, Yuuki swung around the dagger and saw the sharpness easily slice through the air. Clenching his hand around the serpent-like handle, Yuuki was satisfied with this new Dagger as he was an Assassin Class so this dagger was the most perfect item he could have received.
{Ooh~ Nice dagger. Young Master has good luck~} Unknowingly, Hina had spoken in her sultry tone, and the addition of the new way she called him caused Yuuki's heartstrings to again strum in a frenzy.
"D-don't call me Young Master, just Yuuki is fine." Patting his raging heart, Yuuki tried to calm down before looking at the dagger again and running his finger along the cold surface. Feeling cold invade his finger but not harm him, Yuuki played around with it and found he could not get cut by his weapon.
{Alright. Yuuki~}
"Uhm... okay then." Not saying anything this time, Yuuki just mentally sighed before giving up at trying to change Hina's way of speaking.
{Awww~ I'm sorry. You just look so cute when I tease you that I can't help but do it...} Hina could see his thoughts as the System Administrator and long ago understood the problem he had with her tone but faked innocence to tease him for some longer.
Sighing, Yuuki began to laugh bitterly as he smiled wryly and shook his head.
{Why are you laughing?} Hina had the option to read Yuuki's thoughts but did not do so as that would compromise the basic level of trust established between them.
"No reason." Saying this before laughing again, Yuuki managed to make Hina curious.
{You can't laugh without a reason. Tell me why-}
"-Ain't nothing but a heaaartacheee!" Laughing raucously, Yuuki got the attention of Chad who saw his Master laughing and walked over to also wag his tail and replicate Yuuki's behavior as he rolled over inside of the cave.
(Author's Note: - If you did not get the joke I feel bad for you.)
Yuuki could not remember the last time he had acted so carelessly and when he finally stopped laughing, a smile was still plastered onto his face as he got up to start doing the daily quest.
"Hey, Hina. Thank you..."
{What did I do? Was it related to you laughing like a madman?}
"Yeah, I just felt all of the tension I was previously feeling disappear. I can't remember the last time I was this happy. Looking back now, I see how stiff I was. Also, Hina, what is the highest rank I can easily defeat?"
{D-Rank. After that, the difficulty picks up proportionally as C Ranks are much harder to deal with, whilst B-Ranks is dangerous for you to encounter as you could be greatly harmed. A-Ranks are suicide targets for the current you.}
After completing the daily quest, Yuuki received the rewards and put the three stat points into his Intelligence, his Agility, and Perception, doing this brought his Intelligence and Perception to twenty whilst his Agility got to 15.
After allocating the points, Yuuki realized he had another 48 Unused Stat points and he worked out that after each level up, he gained six stat points. Not wanting to be unbalanced, Yuuki increased all of his stats to 20 excluding Charisma and then again added 10 points to Strength, Agility, and Vitality which left him with 11 unused Stat Points.
Closing the System, Yuuki turned around and with his enhanced perception was able to sense 11 presences outside of the cave.

(BTW MC DOES NOT GET WISHES COS OF GOOD KARMA) 
In the beginning, there was nothing, until Chaos appeared and ended the period of emptiness. From Chaos sprouted two elements, two concepts from which everything we come to know derives from. Purity and Taint. The two of them couldn't exist in unity and peace so why were they present in such an ordinary-looking boy?

The manager looked at Li Du and asked in a warmer tone, "Do you have your bank cards with you? We provide an exchange rate conversion here and accept RMB."
Li Du shook his head. "I have friends outside. They have enough cash. I'll lend money from them."
As he said this, he pulled out his trouser pocket and showed it to the manager. There was only a mobile phone inside and no wallet.
Seeing this, the manager gave a nod of assent and said, "Okay, then you go and find your friends to lend you some money first. I suggest that you be quick. As you see, our activity is a success and our workers are busy."
He was confident and believed that Li Du and the others would not find out that there was something wrong with the car. After discovering that three of them had no money on hand, he let them go for the moment.
As they walked out, Li Du's mother asked, "Who do you want to borrow money from? Sophie?"
Li Du laughed and said, "Borrow money? This is a fraud, we should leave at once and not come back."
"A Scam? Can it be?" asked his father and mother almost in unison.
Li Du gave a cold laugh and said, "I usually drive a Ferrari, I know a thing or two about cars. Just about everything is wrong with that car in there. It's not even worth ten thousand dollars. It is just a piece of junk."
Li Du's parents did not understand this. They looked at each other. Seeing their son's confidence, however, they could not help but trust him.
"Pity, it looked like a good prize," Li Du's father's voice sounded mournful.
Li Du said, "This is all a scam. Our hometown did have this kind of lottery trick before, isn't that right? Have you forgotten?"
His father smacked his lips and said, "Yeah, but do they do that overseas too? It really pisses me off."
Li Du hummed and said, "There are even more frauds in foreign countries.."
Li Du's mother said, "These swindlers are very arrogant. The police station is right next to them. Why don't we call the police? You see, so many of our fellow countrymen are taken in."
Li Du mumbled, "Let's go out first, and then I'll call the police."
His mother said, "We must call the police, we can't let these crooks harm our compatriots. We must do the right thing."
Li Du did not want to get involved in this kind of thing. To organize such a large-scale scam activity, the managers had to have certain power and connections. He was a stranger in Australia, and rashly acting as the hero would be dangerous.
After all, with his fiancée and family around, his responsibilities were heavy.
If he were at home or in the United States, he would have called the police. In Australia, he had to watch the situation before making a decision.
As they were walking out, they met the tour guide that led them in previously.
Seeing their empty hands, the tour guide asked, "Why, where are your prizes? Didn't you draw a prize just now?"
Li Du ignored her and took his parents out.
The tour guide remembered that earlier, they refused to buy souvenirs. She thought it would make them uncomfortable if others saw them participating in the lottery and leaving empty-handed, knowing they had no money to take their prizes.
She pretended to be kind to the three people, and said enthusiastically, "Where are you going? Fellow countryman, do go back in and draw a prize. If you don't hurry, the prizes will all be taken. Come quickly."
Li Du pushed her arm away and said, "We've won a lottery. We don't have enough money on us. So we are going to collect the money and pay the tax."
The tour guide said, "But the three of you have three chances to draw a prize. Why don't you take the other two tickets and draw the other prizes and then pay the taxes for them all? It would make more sense."
Li Du said, "No need to worry, we'll take our time."
The tour guide's expression suddenly changed, her eyes narrowed and she laughed derisively, "Oh, your family is really interesting! Do you never bring any money when you go abroad? You didn't buy any souvenirs just now, and you don't even dare to join a free lucky draw? How timid!"
Her tone was so shrill that the tourists around her heard her and looked at them.
Li Du's parents were elderly people and could not take public embarrassment. They whispered to Li Du, "Go, go, ignore her, let's go quickly."
Li Du laughed, stopped his parents, and said, "Go? No, we're not leaving now. They're trying to bully honest people, aren't they? Well, we'll see."
He told his parents to go back to the queue and made a phone call to inform Brother Wolf, Godzilla, and the others to come over. He also called the executives of the Sydney branch of the Harry Winston group and asked them to come as well.
The Harry Winston executives, who worked in the luxury sector, were well-connected in Sydney and knew many of the rich, famous and powerful people.
At the same time, Li Du asked Hans and Lu Guan to come over as well and made some arrangements with them.
When he got off the phone, his father looked at him anxiously and said, "Li Du, what are you going to do?"
Li Du said calmly, "You'll see, Dad. Mom just said we had to do the right thing, didn't she? I'll do it now."
He entered the lucky draw line, took the two remaining tickets, and released the little bug into the lottery box.
In the past, when this kind of lucky draw scam happened in his hometown, Li Du read the report on how to deal with such a scam.
There were many lottery tickets in the box, all folded up. People could only rely on luck to draw a ticket, blindly reaching into the box and pulling out whatever came into their hand.
Li Du set the little bug to check the rank numbers on the lottery tickets, to find the grand prize.
The little bug examined the lottery tickets carefully, but could not find the one with the grand prize.
He thought that perhaps there were too many lottery tickets, but as he searched carefully again he still found no grand prize. Instead, he found two first prizes.
This lucky draw event was huge and had many awards. The grand prize only had one offer, a luxury yacht. The first prize had two lucky tickets, one for a Porsche and the other for a Ferrari.
There were also four second prizes and ten third prizes.
It was Li Du's turn to draw a ticket, and the person behind him urged, "Young man, go on, don't waste our time."
Li Du did not find the grand prize. This meant his plan would not be easy to perform, which made him a little depressed.
He had meant to find the grand prize ticket and hide it in the black hole space so that he could make trouble later, saying the organizers had not put in a ticket for the grand prize.
As each ticket would be taken out and immediately checked, the scammers would not be able to explain why the grand prize ticket was not in the lottery box.
At that time, he could call the police so that the host party would be suspected of commercial fraud, the police would take care of this matter, and he could use the police to tear up their cover and reveal the true face of these cheats, bringing them to justice.
However, as he had not found the grand prize, he had to settle for the second best. He was going to hide the two first prize tickets, which would hopefully have the same effect. 
He reached into the lucky draw box to hide the two first prize tickets, only to find something wrong on the top of the box.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

As all distractions were gone, Fergal opened the status screen again. The confused patient scrutinized the screen word by word, questions went rampant in his mind.

As he read, tracing along the lines with his finger, Fergal touched the (Dead but alive) beside his name.

[Dead but Alive: 30 days left before the special status wears out and the target dies]

30 days? WHAT THE HECK? So my lifespan is -60 years and because of that, I am alive but I will really die for good in 30 days? CRAP.

Suppressing his shock, Fergal continued to search for a way out of his predicament. Thinking about it calmly, he realized that since it was a status effect, there would definitely be a cure or antidote. Having noticed that additional information would appear when his finger was in contact with the screen, Fergal touched every single word. Only when he reached the [Stats] did more information appear.

************************
Level → 1

[Power/Strength → Current: 10 STR (50 KG) | +5 KG/STR]

[Intelligence → Current: 20 INT (IQ: 90) | +4 IQ/INT]

[Speed → Current: 12 SPD (6m/s) | +0.5m/s/SPD]

[Agility → Current: 10 AGI (0.030s | -0.003s/AGI]

[Stamina → Current: 10 STA (Ability to run 10 KM without stopping) | +1 KM/STA]

[Luck → Current: 30 LUK | Max: 100 LUK]

[Charm/Charisma → Current: 10 CRM | Max: 100 CRM]

[Recovery → Current: E | Max: SSS]

[Control/Accuracy → Current: D | Max: SSS]
************************

There was a plus button for 5 of the stats. Fergal tried pressing it and a notification appeared.

[Insufficient years, please collect 10 years of lifespan to increase a stat]

Unable to do anything about it, Fergal simply gave up. After digesting the information, he decided to try to complete his first 2 quests. He found 2 gold coins in his inventory but was not able to retrieve them as it was grayed out. Hence he could only wait and see what the <Gold Coins> was all about. 

[100 years per draw] popped up on top of <Lucky Draw>. Glancing at his -60 years, Fergal shook his hand and dismissed the idea of using the skill.

Where should I use the <Life Dealer World> on? I know I can't use it on myself since I need a target.

He pondered for a while and thought on a drunk bastard that always yells and throws bottles to people over that abandoned parking lot that claimed that it was his backyard. Even if he dies or remember something of the ability nobody is gonna believe him.

So I walk towards the downtown of the city while evading as many people as possible, one, because I simply don't like being surrounded by people, and two because I was paranoid to being stab or being pickpocketed without even me knowing it. I finally arrived towards the end of the downtown and beginning of the normal parts of the city. It was now 7 PM and the sun was setting down on the horizon, the perfect time for my experiment.

I tried to activate the moment I saw his shady figure over 3 blocks away.

<Lachesis Eyes>

...
But nothing happened.
Tried again at 2 blocks, with the shape of his body now cleared.
...

Still didn't work.

So I approached 1 block away and focused on his face.
<Lachesis Eyes>

[Total lifespan: 80 years | ??] appeared and floated above the drunk bastard head.

Come to think of it, what is displayed is their total lifespan. How am I supposed to know how many years they have left if I do not know their age? Maybe I should just trick to tell me or just ask him about it. I decided to use my ability that I was eager to try.

<Life Dealer Contract>

[Use <Life Dealer World> once (Reward: 1 x Lucky Draw) completed.]

One young man and a drunk man were floating in a white, seemingly endless, space. Fergal understood he had absolute control over the place as soon as he activated his ability. A new window materialized in front of his eyes.

➝ Blank contract

➝ Unknown

➝ Unknown

➝ Unknown

He selected the blank contract, the others were greyed out and apparently not available. A sheet of paper stipulating that a contractor would give up a certain amount of his lifespan to Fergal in exchange for something that had to be agreed upon by both parties. A signature was required to complete the contract. A bloody one.


-----

Fergal soon canceled his ability, upon which he had been given the possibility for the customer to retain or lose his memories of the shop. He chooses to the target to forget about being there. Good, that was one of his concerns gone.

They came back to the abandoned parking lot, nothing had changed but his waist clock, it seems that the same time passes in the <Dealer World> as he calls it. The drunkard stood up from his sleeping position that was activated because of Fergal ability and started throwing up on the hood of an abandoned car.


Fergal was too interested in what he had felt in the <Dealer World> to pay attention to the drunk reactions. He decided to went back to the <Dealer World> as soon as possible. It seems that it was possible to enter the first time alone to build it from the ground, this information went inside of his head when he entered the first time with that drunk bastard.

So he found a quiet alley near the drunk bastard, sat on a ground near a fence and shut his eyes to enter the  <Dealer World> since it seems that when he enters he falls like asleep.

He finally was inside the <Dealer World> again and realize that the 'white' was not really white. It was anything Fergal wanted to see. Or to make others see. Therefore it became an old oak bar on a wooden floor, surrounded by four walls. Fergal had added carpets and rows of books. Overall, it gave the 'room' a very warm and cozy ambiance. Perfect for negotiations. People would be more at ease in such a place, and instinctively trust the owner of the place, namely Fergal. Then, made a long and dark corridor appear outside, leading to a simple door engraved with clean words 'Life Bar'.

 Fergal had decided that his customers would be teleported at the end of the corridor, and would have to walk toward the door, toward the light, their mind shrouded in doubts, maybe even fear… And they would suddenly be in a world of warmth, where an innocent-looking barman smiled at them and gave them any beverage they would like… 

Fergal was quite satisfied with his work, but there were no victims on which to test. Only the same drunkard swear-filled mouth as before.

Remembering that he had a lucky draw chance, Fergal decided to use it.

<Lucky Draw>

A box with a '?' appeared in front of Fergal. Reaching his hand into the box, he could feel many round shaped object in the box. Praying silently in his heart, Fergal picked one and pulled it out of the box. A round white ball with the number '573' appeared in his hand and instantly disappeared with the box. And the sound of a notification followed with:

[<Overdrive> obtained.]

He touched the word <Overdrive> and this new notification showed up:

[<Overdrive> - Double the basic stats for 10 minutes. After the times concludes basic stats decrease by 50% for 1 hour.]

Double the basic stats? Looks like a pretty decent skill. Will be quite useful when I encounter any sticky situation. 

A series of rings of notifications followed after that:

[Play <Lucky Draw> once. (Reward: Unknown) completed]

[<Omniscient LV1> obtained.]

He touched the word <Omniscient> and this new notification showed up:

[<Omniscient LV1> - See everything within a 5-meter radius]

What? See everything? Isn't that OP?

What could you do with the possibility of living forever? Would you refuse it and just die? Would you accept it and became evil or a merciful God? Of course, no deal is made to be fair. Join Fergal Parker in his adventures to explore his new ability!

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This is a novel inspired by the original novel in this site called "Life Merchant" by YoonTaeTifYuFeiMin. 

I remade this novel keeping the realistic part and cutting the fictional elf/orc/monsters stuff since for me it seemed unnecessary.

This novel focus on the way Fergal slowly but cautiously gains power thanks to his new ability.


* 1 Chapter/ Week. Minimum of 1200 words. (Maybe even more chapters if I have free time)

Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/KoFuWrites

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