I, Lin Xian, a delivery boy who almost had to pay off his mortgage due to bad reviews.
Until my "probability control" ability awakens, a 0.0001% Small probability event will inevitably happen.
For example, let the earth-level monster that was chasing me happen to be killed by a meteorite falling from the sky.
For example, let the Chaos Order's killing array be ineffective because a passing bird pooped on it.
For example, my mother's serious illness happened to be cured by a medicine—and the medicine was on the other side of the "door."
Longyuan Pavilion gave me a monthly salary of three million and asked me to be a dragon guard.
I said: "Okay, but you have to pay five social insurances and one housing fund, and you have to pay for overtime work, and -"
I raised my phone and a new order popped up:
"The deepest part of Guixu Secret Realm, given to myself twenty years ago."
"Item: A knife that could kill my father."
"Remarks: Delivery time limit, before the world is destroyed."
Delivery fee: ∞
I took it.
Once this order is delivered, it should be enough to pay for my mother's medical expenses.
Perhaps.
