The whole novel is already written. I'll start posting once I've finished typing it up. (First person)
I have 100% luck. Jealous? I traded my life for it.
Because I'm so lucky, I was born sickly and weak. I even suspect that the only reason I'm still alive is because my luck is working overtime.
My name is Qimu Xingyun. My eldest brother is a genius, my second brother has supernatural powers, and I'm just an utterly ordinary person.
But I have lots of extraordinary friends.
A mackerel who keeps falling into rivers because of his bad luck, a great detective who somehow turned into a child, and a white-haired buddy I chat with online every day.
My friends are often unlucky. As their best friend, I usually let them borrow a bit of my good luck.
Who knew they'd all end up in hell?
As the culprit, I was left as collateral in hell, where I have endless work to do and endless letters to deliver.
As someone who's been through it, let me give you one piece of advice: Choose your friends carefully.
Theme: Choose your friends carefully
