After transmigrating into a Siheyuan, Chen Mo discovered that not one person here was easy to deal with.
Xu Damao tried to swindle him, Qin Huairu schemed against him, Silly Zhu mocked him, and even a big shot from the western suburbs drove over in a jeep to steal his chicken.
Anyone else would have gone mad, but Chen Mo just smiled, because the System he had bound leveled him up by collecting negative emotions from bad people!
The more Xu Damao carried on, the faster his phoenix chickens grew.
The more Qin Huairu complained about being poor, the more lushly his jade scallions grew.
Eventually, everyone in the courtyard noticed a strange pattern: anyone who crossed Chen Mo had bad luck, while anyone who treated him well had the smell of meat wafting from their home.
The whole courtyard was baffled. Just who was Chen Mo?
