Shen Cixia, a man with ten thousand years of awful luck, transmigrated!!!
Yes, he was walking along just fine when a forklift fell out of the sky and speared him away.
And that wasn't all. He'd somehow ended up with the worst luck in eight lifetimes, transmigrating into a book in the System Shop of an infinite-flow world, where it could be redeemed.
A book with no real use, one that could probably only be used to hit people, or, well, ghosts.
Its title: [Blank]
It really was blank, and could be redeemed for just 250 points.
Shen Cixia: What a disgrace! What a disgrace!
Fine, make it cheap, but at least give me a price of 888 points, for goodness' sake!
The System told him that if someone bought him, he could share that person's good luck and then...
Turn into a human, team up with them to clear dungeons, earn enough points, and leave the shop!
Shen Cixia: ...
Could an idiot who'd spend 250 points to redeem a stupid book like me really survive a horror dungeon?
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One day, he was squatting in a dark corner of the shop, growing mushrooms.
Someone poked him. Hey, was there really someone with more points than sense who'd bought him?
According to the System, this person had ridiculously good luck and had just won a god-tier item on the Wheel of Fortune!
Shen Cixia: ...
He'd better sleep with one eye open at a time!
But after he started teaming up with the unparalleled lucky ones, more and more people bought him.
Damn it, they were clearing dungeons together, so why was he the one targeted by ghosts and chased by evil spirits? Why did every bad thing happen to him?
And why could the lucky ones casually pull out all kinds of golden, glittering items?
Shen Cixia, drained and powerless: You guys should eat something decent.
What? He gets a share of these goodies too? (Struggling to perk up!)
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Among infinite-flow players, there was a tacit secret everyone knew:
If your luck was good enough, you could draw a divine book from the System Shop.
They said the book was not only handsome, but could also guarantee players a 100% chance of clearing a dungeon and surviving!
So players began frantically fighting over and hoarding good-luck items, even throwing the monetary system into chaos...
Shen Cixia, innocent and uninvolved: Sucking up all that good luck! Ah~ "burp"!
[2023.10.29]
Theme: My fate is mine to control, not Heaven's
