Jiang Bai, a delivery rider earning just 3,000 yuan a month, never imagined that a single female corpse would make him a billionaire.
That day, after a customer pointed at him and called him “the dregs of society” for being late, his snobbish ex-girlfriend humiliated him in public too: “Jiang Bai, face reality. You were born to deliver food for the rest of your life!”
Jiang Bai clenched his fists and walked away in silence.
No one knew that once he took off his yellow delivery uniform, he would enter a heavily guarded luxury mansion and face the eerie corpse of a powerful family patriarch, dead with a smile on his face.
In front of a group of helpless top forensic experts and detectives, Jiang Bai calmly put on gloves and picked up a needle and thread.
“Murder? No. This is a malign spirit.”
An hour later, the corpse had been sewn up, and the mystery solved.
A nine-digit “service fee” appeared in his bank account. At the same time, a voice rang in his mind:
[Ding!
You have perfectly prepared the body of “God of Gambling” Lin Xiaotian. Congratulations, you have inherited his life's mastery: “Divine Hands, Thousand Tricks”!]
The next day, Jiang Bai showed up at his ex-girlfriend's engagement party as an invited guest.
Her fiancé was a well-known local rich kid. He mocked Jiang Bai in front of everyone: “I hear you're still delivering food? Here, take ten thousand yuan and bring a dish to our table for a laugh!”
Jiang Bai said nothing. He simply picked up three dice from the table and gave them a casual shake.
“I bet that within one minute,
