I’m Lin Xi, a notorious jinx in the entertainment industry, and I’ve transmigrated into a national-destiny novel as its vicious cannon-fodder character.
The original Lin Xi caused a Chinese contestant’s death by saying, “They’re guaranteed to take first place,” and was hounded to death by the entire internet.
Facing the livestream camera, I awakened at once and jinxed things in reverse: “I bet our contestant won’t survive three days!”
The whole internet flies into a rage and calls me a traitor.
Then, the very next second, our contestant falls into a pit and finds a god-tier spatial ring!
From then on, whenever I jinx him into danger, a meteor shower wipes out the enemy nation’s elite forces. When I jinx a horror-story boss into going bald, it gets down on its knees and begs me to stop talking.
The whole nation goes wild, changing from “Get out of China!” to “Master Lin, please spare them with your words!”
Foreign forces put a billion-dollar bounty on my head and send a top curse specialist after me.
I smile at the camera. “I bet your curse will rebound in three seconds.”
On the global livestream, my opponent explodes like a firework on the spot.
When the final instance arrives and the world-destroying overlord descends, everyone gives up and waits to die
But the four-year-old behind me lights up, runs toward the terrifying figure on his little legs, and throws his arms wide.
“Daddy!”
The all-powerful overlord freezes instantly, suppresses every trace of killing intent, and fumbles to catch him, his voice trembling:
“…W-wait! Honey, when did you steal my genes and run off?!”
