These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1 The Plague God is alive
Xinyizhou

Outside Pyeongchang City, Sword Casting Villa.

In an old house at the foot of the villa, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard early in the morning.

"Brother, it's time to get up and eat. You have to go up the mountain to forge swords, or you will be punished again."

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her name was Ning Jiaojiao. She had skin as white as jade, sweet looks, and a hint of cuteness on her round face. At this moment, she was yawning and reached out to push open the door.

The man inside the door was sitting on a chair maintaining a copper coin sword made from melted copper coins.

She was a little surprised and said with a smile: "Brother, are you cleaning the sword again?"

"The road to the Sword Forging Villa is not safe."

Ning Zheng put away the sword and touched Ning Jiaojiao's head, then took out a small bamboo dragonfly. "This is a toy for you. When you go out today, give me a blessing and save some good luck."

"okay."

Ning Jiaojiao knew that her brother was a little bit strange, so she wished him well every day.

Although I don’t know what it means, as long as she nods, I can get delicious and fun things.

[Transaction established, deducting the target's luck for today.]

[Luck +100]

Ning Zheng felt the points on the account and nodded with satisfaction.

He has been in this world for more than ten years. As soon as he was born, he discovered that he had a special ability:
Can see the other person's destiny.

And you can be a luck businessman and buy and sell luck with others.

A normal person's luck is 10 points, and Ning Jiaojiao's luck is obviously more than ten times stronger than that of an ordinary person.

As for the purchase price?
Both parties set the rules, and it's a mutual agreement. It's reasonable to exchange a bamboo dragonfly for one hundred pieces of luck.

What’s the use of the luck you get?

As long as a person is lucky enough, he can do almost anything.

It’s similar to making a wish in Dragon Ball.

All your wishes will come true. As long as you are lucky enough, you can pick up natural treasures and skills.

Even if a powerful person came to kill him, he would spend his accumulated luck points, and just in time a super meteorite fell from the sky and smashed the other person to death.

"Brother, play games with me in the yard today."

Ning Jiaojiao ran to the middle of the yard happily, looking very happy. Suddenly, she turned her head, her expression became gloomy, and a strange girl's laughter came out of her mouth.

"Be serious, haha, if brother is not serious, brother's taste should be good too"

Ning Jiao Jiao was talking as she spun and jumped lively, when suddenly she fell to the ground with a thud, her legs up in the air. Her head suddenly exploded, and blood flowed all over the yard. Some white feces also flowed out of her head.

Yeah! Yeah! ~
Then a black crow flew over the sky, and a pile of runny feces hit her muddy head right on top.

To make matters worse.

Ning Jiao Jiao, you are unlucky today as usual.

Ning Zheng was used to it, frowned and scolded: "Jiao Jiao, you unlucky child, I told you not to look back when walking and talk, and you fell again."

"Woo~ Brother, don't look at me, I'm so ugly now." Ning Jiaojiao covered her face shyly, and her exploded head squirmed rapidly to return to its original state.

She was unaware of it, she got up and brushed off the dirt on her body, with an indescribable weirdness, "Brother, help me check, it looks like something got in. My head hurts, it feels itchy inside my head"

Ning Zheng certainly knew what it was.

It's bird shit that got in there.

If bird shit wasn't put into her head every day, she wouldn't become so innocent, stupid, unconscious, easy to control and bully.

Under normal circumstances, it is a big ferocious creature that always looks for its brother to "play" with.

Therefore, she must have very bad luck every day, fall when walking, bird droppings fall on her head, and be in a daze, with everything going wrong, so as not to harm herself.

[Name: Ning Jiao Jiao]

[Race: Human-mermaid hybrid]

[Status: Grudge (Dead for 107 years)]

[Today's luck: 5/105 (possessed by the god of bad luck)]

"Pick it back."

"Oh."

"Pick it back."

“Hehe~”

"So good."

After pampering this unlucky cheap sister for a while, Ning Zheng walked out of the house.

Outside the house is a bluestone alley covered with green moss. There is a slight hint of moisture in the air. Most people have already gotten up to do farm work. In the fields, farmers are planting rice, looking very stiff and sluggish.

A crow stood on the eaves and confronted the wild cat under the eaves.

Even today, more than a hundred years later, the people in this village have not realized that they are dead and they repeat their previous lives day after day.

Thirteen years ago, the young Ning Zheng was trafficked to the distant Sword Casting Villa, where she lived a slave-like life as a blacksmith.

More than a year later, he couldn't bear it any longer and fled down the mountain, hiding in this spiritual village.

The Sword-Forging Villa on the mountain was built by a group of powerful evil monks.

They used an evil formation to transform the lives of people in several villages at the foot of the mountain into ghost spirits. Tens of thousands of ghosts surrounded the village, forming an alternative natural mountain protection formation.

In other words, Ning Zheng was lucky enough. If the other slaves had run down the mountain, this whole Lingzhuang would have been doomed.

After running down the mountain and searching around in this spiritual village, he discovered that this little ghost girl lived alone and her luck was the highest at 105. So he decisively became Ning Jiaojiao's brother and hid in her house to live.

Here are all the resentments from previous lives left in the world. There is no self, only basic logic remains.

According to Ning Zheng's investigation, these guys are all vengeful spirits without entities, but they seem to be able to transform into entities by eating flesh and blood, just like a non-existent bubble doll filled with flesh and blood and mud.

It's really bizarre.

Then he figured out the other party's murder logic.

She was just a lonely girl who needed her brother to play with her. Before she became ill, she was a cute and lively little sister. It was also discovered that the other party had a childhood fear of bird droppings. Bird droppings would greatly reduce one's strength after contact with them, so a way to restrain herself was found.

This kind of evil spirit is often affected by psychological trauma. When it finds something it was afraid of in its previous life, its strength will drop sharply. Even now, it has already treated the other party as a pet.

For nothing else.

The main character is a well-behaved, obedient and easy to train girl. As long as she doesn't go crazy, she will listen to her brother very much.

As long as you control her ferocity every day, it is extremely safe.

Others fear me and I am greedy.

This went on day after day, and Ning Zheng sucked the luck of her sister and neighbors every day, and had become a big bully in the village.

Nowadays, villagers often fall, step into potholes, break legs, and explode their brains when walking on the streets.

Thanks to the selfless dedication of the fellow villagers, Ning Zheng has saved up a huge amount of assets and can start trying to gain a foothold in this world.

"Good morning, Uncle Chen. You're here early again to take Aunt Li to plant rice."

At this moment, he was carrying a bronze sword on his back, constantly greeting the villagers around him who were as stiff as puppets, and walking all the way to the Sword-Forging Villa.

I picked some wild fruits on the way and wiped them with my sleeves for breakfast.

Although nominally the job was to make swords.

In fact, they were the monsters hiding in the corner at the foot of the mountain, cursing the villa.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

Just yesterday, the monster in the Sword Casting Villa had very bad luck and died in an internal conflict.

Thirty-two people in total.

Ning Zheng secretly cursed them for internal strife every day. Because of various coincidental misunderstandings, they were wary of each other. In the end, it took five years, the internal friction became more and more serious, and they fought each other outright. With good luck, they died together.

The accumulated expenditure over five years amounted to more than 30,000 Luck.

This also made Ning Zheng realize how terrifying her abilities were.

I am just a small-time blacksmith, but I can really ignore the realm of cultivation and curse powerful monks from a distance!
"Using the luck collected from the villagers to attack the monster on the mountain can be regarded as revenge for my fellow villagers and my step-sister."

His thoughts came back to him.

sunny.

Ning Zheng walked on the mountain road for more than an hour in the morning mist, and then a sword-making villa came into view.

He stood far away and looked into the air. There was no strong luck in the villa, so it should be safe.

Ning Zheng pushed open the broken hall with a sword in hand, walked around, and silently counted the number of people lying on the ground.

"The owner of the manor is dead."

"The deputy owner is gone too."

"I think the fight was pretty fierce yesterday."

The first time he "killed someone", he didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt a sense of satisfaction and his breathing became faster.

"Finally, they're all dead!"

"You deserve it. Good death. Good death."

Looking at the bloody scene all over the ground, the blood in Ning Zheng's head was rushing. He felt nervous and excited, but he didn't feel any fear or terror.

There was blood all over the ground. On the eaves and in the dirt, the bodies of the monks were jumping around like tentacles, surrounded by buzzing black flies.

Even though she had seen it many times, Ning Zheng couldn't help but let out a breath, "The cultivators in this world are really tenacious."

The consciousness dies, but the body remains.

Simply outrageous.

During the rest of the lunch break, Ning Zheng cleaned all the jumping corpses one by one into a vat.

[Name: Ning Zheng]

[Race: New Human]

[Spiritual Root: Shadow]

[Realm: The First Level of the Five-Body Realm]

[Luck status: 15 (everything is going well), the basic value is 0, and the current regulation is 15 per day. 】

[Reserve Luck Value: 200983]

Different from ordinary people.

His daily basic luck is 0, his fate is uncertain and full of variables.

So he spent 15 points every day to ensure that he had a certain daily luck and ensure his safety.

call!
He took a deep breath, put all the corpses into the large vat, and covered it with a stone lid with difficulty, as if he wanted to completely expel all the depression he had felt before.

"Hoo! Now that the past grudges are settled, it's time to use the luck I've accumulated to ask for a great opportunity! Help me set sail and start all over again."

When Ning Zheng opened her eyes again, she had arrived at a gambling table surrounded by thick fog. The bubbles around her seemed to contain each person's life.

It is the mysterious luck table where he trades luck with others.

[Luck value-200000]

He pushed forward fiercely, and most of the round luck chips fell forward like a mountain.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

He spoke across the empty table:
"I need an opportunity that will allow me to harvest other people's luck in a long-term, stable, and safe way."

The thought fell.

Across the gambling table, the picture slowly blurred.

It seemed as if a chain reaction had occurred by leveraging a certain aspect of fate, and three great opportunities that could change one's fate appeared before one's eyes, each shining with a dazzling light.

[1. A prototype of a natural disaster technique that incarnates as a plague god, sucking the luck of all living beings, causing disasters in cities, drying up water, and withering forests.]

[2. A mortal in strange clothes carrying a mysterious immortal fruit tears through the void and descends. This person's daily luck value is constant at 5000, and you can enslave him and eat his luck.]

[3. An unknown sword-forging auxiliary server that can provide unlucky blacksmiths in another world with hard work and harvesting luck.]

(End of this chapter)