A boy known as the three-dimensional world's version of Touma has spent his life mired in endless bad luck, scraping by and waiting to die. That is, until he meets a fortune-teller...
"Your luck hasn't changed because you haven't met the person with the seventh mole on the bottom of your foot," the old fortune-teller said.
That very night, two steamed buns brought him divine favor and swept him into a wondrous world.
You have divine weapons and sharp blades? As long as I've got enough points, I can even trade for the Sky-Opening Divine Axe.
You have miraculous pills and medicines? With enough points, I'll snack on Nine-Turn Golden Pills like sunflower seeds.
You have peerless martial arts and incredible abilities? With enough points, there's no power I can't get without training!
You can summon divine beasts and demons? With enough points, I can summon Misaka Pikachu, the White Devil, and more.
But right now, Bai Ye's focused on working hard to earn energy points...
This...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Commentary on Chapter 6: Escape from the Bus of "Dimensional White Night Journey" written by Tian Yu Yu Zhan.