Lin Xian, a laid-back college student, has always dreamed of doing nothing but collecting rent and eating his way through life.
That is, until spiritual energy mutated across the globe, people awakened supernatural abilities, and martial artists began flying through the skies and burrowing underground. Only then did he discover that he had gained an absurd passive skill: causality-level bad-luck transference.
From that moment on, the high-martial urban world took a bizarre turn:
- The campus bully kicks down his door to settle a score? He slips perfectly onto a foot-washing basin, and the smell of shampoo lingers for three days!
- An unorthodox grandmaster pursues him for thousands of miles? One banana peel reverses his meridians and sends him into a cultivation deviation!
- A cold-blooded assassin kidnaps the campus belle? The whole group gets food poisoning, and the hostage is rescued while lying down!
- The insect king of a secret realm unleashes an apocalyptic aura? One sneeze and a few drops of eye medicine make the insect king spray fluid and explode on the spot!
- Even a satellite in low orbit spies on him slurping milk tea? Its gyroscope inexplicably develops a crack shaped like a grilled sausage!
While everyone keeps their distance from “305, the walking humanoid calamity,” Lin Xian frowns over his milk tea and asks, “What does a broken satellite have to do with my grilled sausage?”
Then a bloodstained silver leaf reveals the truth behind his parents’ “accidental” deaths. Only then does he realize that even a lazy fish can flip over and crush the mastermind behind it all.
“Don’t mess with that guy.” The world’s dark forces tremble. “He doesn’t even have to lift a finger to make you so unlucky you’ll question your entire life!”
Meanwhile, Lin Xian simply rolls over and mutters:
“Keep it down. I’m going to sleep.”
