[Introduction to the work]
I was once an ant at the bottom of society. I was laid off and abandoned, waiting for death in the rainy night. Until the stream of light disappeared between the eyebrows——
"The fate-changing system has been activated."
From then on, I could see the light beam of luck above everyone's head. Gray is the dying person, white is the living beings, blue is the rich and happy, purple is the proud man of the times, and gold... Is the destiny.
But the system told me that it needs luck to feed.
"Novice mission: Go to the world of "Mr. Zombie" and share Uncle Nine's luck in defeating zombies."
I stepped into that bizarre small town of the Republic of China. When no one knew anything about the strange movement in the coffin, I had already seen the deathly energy wrapped around the coffin.
"Uncle Jiu," I whispered to the Taoist priest with the purple beam of light above his head, "I can see some... Unclean things."
At that moment, I knew I was no longer a bystander. From the night when Ren Weiyong broke out of the coffin, I became the thief of fate.
In the Mongolian desert, I tamed the bloody horse before Guo Jing; in Prince Zhao's Mansion, I took away the opportunity of the medicinal snake that should have belonged to him. Every time I cut my beard, the strength in my body increases.
And when I returned to the real world and looked at the pitiful beams of luck above the heads of those who had humiliated me, I smiled.
In the stone market, I accurately selected jade worth tens of millions; in the business war game, I made the rich second generation lose completely. Everyone thought I was lucky.
But they don't know that luck can also be plundered.
Now, the system prompts again:
