Twenty years after the spiritual energy was revived, everyone had their destiny above their heads. If they looked directly at it for three seconds, they would suffer a backlash - ranging from losing their eyesight to being killed on the spot if their destiny was reversed. Lin Moyan, a former game planner, is now the wildest fate information dealer in the black market. His golden finger is called a hundredfold return: as long as you help others without asking for anything in return, you can get a hundredfold karma. But he doesn't believe in fate, let alone kindness - every transaction is calculated clearly, making the golden finger almost a decoration. Until that rainy day, Shen Zhixia kicked open the iron door of his den: "Help me check someone out, you pay the price." The moment she took off her shading glasses, Lin Moyan saw her fate - SSS level [Tiansha Lone Star], the description was beating like crazy: within three days, she will die. He calculated instinctively: the cost of saving her would be too high. But her hands were shaking, and her eyes were very much like her dead master. He sighed, without calculating the rate of return for the first time, and stretched out his hand to press her eyelids: "Don't look, or your fate will be reversed." The backlash came as promised - his retinas began to peel off, and the world shattered into bloody snowflakes before his eyes. A hundredfold return, finally activated. But the next second the system prompt sounded, a crack opened in the sky, and a pair of emotionless eyes looked down from the void: "Warning: Fate tampering has been detected, and the administrator has locked the coordinates." Lin Moyan wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and smiled at the sky: "Welcome, my rules of the game.
