My God Raising Game

Chapter 72 Please call me Lucky Ling!

"Hurry up!"

Jiang Haishan urged.

Zhou Li got up and walked cautiously to the offering table. She glanced at the divination sticks and then turned to look at her male colleague, Zhang Yan.

I hope he can help me.

The first person to draw lots is probably a lab rat, right?
Zhou Li didn't want to be one.

"Draw lots quickly."

Jiang Haishan, not having much patience, kicked Zhou Li in the butt again.

Tsk.

The feel is not bad.

Zhang Yan turned his head away, avoiding Zhou Li's gaze. They were just working together and weren't close. He wouldn't offend Jiang Haishan for Zhou Li's sake.

Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Zhou Li reached out her hand towards the divination stick container. But looking at the handful of black bamboo divination sticks, she hesitated again, worried that she would draw a bad one.

"If you don't smoke, I'll cut your hand off."

Jiang Haishan threatened and pulled out a dog-leg knife.

"I'll smoke! I'll smoke!"

Zhou Li gritted her teeth and drew a divination stick by chance.

The newlyweds immediately craned their necks to see Zhou Li's fortune slip.

"It's a very auspicious sign!"

When Zhou Li saw the words "Good Fortune" written in gold paint on the black slip, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then her face lit up with joy.

Because the word "fortune telling" sounds comforting.

Zhou Li handed the divination sticks to Jiang Haishan with both hands.

"Why are you giving this to me?"

Jiang Haishan could not accept it.

Zhou Li chuckled awkwardly, about to explain, when the black divination stick shattered with a snap. At the same time, with a loud bang, the farmhouse gate was suddenly pushed open as if by something unseen.

The door hinges were rusty and made a grating creaking sound.

Swish!
Everyone turned to look, followed by a gasp of surprise.

When the gate opened, everyone saw the construction worker who had jumped over the wall earlier lying on the ground, headless.

The blood-stained yellow safety helmet rolled to one side.

"Fuck."

The man in the big shorts shuddered.

"Yi Feng?"

Wang Qida frowned and quickly ran over.

The newlyweds were even more nervous, constantly pressing their phones, which had long been disconnected from the internet, trying to contact the outside world for help.

Wang Qida ran to the gate and saw that He Yifeng's head was gone, as if it had been blown into pieces by explosives. His helmet was also cracked, covered with a lot of blood and flesh.

It looks absolutely terrifying.

"Yifeng is dead." Wang Qida shouted to the two coworkers who had followed him, "Don't come any closer."

Although I don't know how Yifeng died, something is definitely wrong here, so I should try not to get close.

Wang Qida also returned.

Yu Sitong sized up Jiang Haishan, then looked at the young master and the high school girl, and found that they were very calm, which meant that they were already used to this kind of thing.

Who should I follow?

Yu Sitong began to struggle with her decision.

Jiang Haishan looks like a good fighter, while Little Buddha has a numerical advantage...

Yu Sitong had a headache. She had experienced office politics and taken sides before, but the worst outcome at work was simply quitting. Now, however, she felt like she would die if she followed the wrong person…

"You," Jiang Haishan lightly kicked Zhou Li, "get out."

"what?"

Zhou Li was taken aback, then shook her head vigorously.

"The gate opened because you drew your lot, so you can leave now," Lu Jiuling reassured her. "Besides, you drew a lucky lot, so don't worry, it's not your turn to die."

"Is that right?"

Zhou Li was uneasy.

Jiang Haishan ignored Zhou Li and pushed Wang Yumei next to him, saying, "Go smoke."

"Me? I'll wait a bit longer?"

Wang Yumei looked resistant. After speaking, worried that Jiang Haishan would lose his temper, she quickly threatened the hairdresser named Xiaoying: "Tao Ying, you come and hit me."

Tao Ying was already terrified of being disciplined by Wang Yumei, and since Zhou Li had nothing to do after drawing her fortune stick, she boldly walked to the offering table, glanced at it, and drew a fortune stick.

I won the lottery.

call!
Tao Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Although it wasn't good, it wasn't bad either.

Snapped!
The divination stick in Tao Ying's hand shattered into a pile of wood chips.

"You two get out."

Jiang Haishan stared at Zhou Li and Tao Ying, gripping his dog-leg knife tightly.

Zhou Li and Tao Ying were like two stray dogs being driven away, forced to walk to the front door.

He Yifeng's headless corpse lay on the ground, a rather eerie sight.

Tao Ying took a large stride, stepping directly over the threshold and the corpse, and left the farmhouse.

After waiting for about ten seconds, nothing happened.

She was still standing there unharmed, without being shot in the head.

"It seems that as long as you draw a medium or higher lot, you'll be fine. I just wonder what a bad lot will be like?"

Xue Lingren knew there was an even worse draw, the one that would surely kill the person who drew it.

"Big brother, shall I go this time?"

Yu Sitong smiled at Jiang Haishan.

"You're quite clever."

Jiang Haishan looked Yu Sitong up and down. She was pretty and had a good figure. In particular, the flight attendant uniform gave her a unique charm and sexiness.

Yu Sitong smiled, thinking that Jiang Haishan had agreed, but she was scolded for the next sentence.

"Get out of here."

Jiang Haishan angrily scolded him.

Lu Jiuling glanced at the flight attendant; she was intelligent and decisive.

There are countless unlucky and extremely unlucky fortune sticks in the fortune-telling box.

As each divination slip is drawn, the probability of drawing these two types of slips increases, which also means a significant increase in the mortality rate.

Of course, you could draw last, betting that someone else will draw all the unfavorable and worst-case draws, but doing so would essentially hand over the initiative to someone else. Anyway, Lu Jiuling wasn't used to doing that.

Yu Sitong chuckled awkwardly, thinking to herself that she was in trouble. This Jiang Haishan wasn't the kind of man who would get carried away just because a beautiful woman smiled at him.

"Young Master, shall we go first or shall we?"

Jiang Haishan was not a passive person either, and he also had the courage to take risks.

After drawing lots for two female cannon fodder characters, he reached the same conclusion as Lu Jiuling, so he prepared to go for it.

"please."

Lu Jiuling smiled. He wasn't in a hurry at all about this kind of forbidden contamination that relied on luck.

Jiang Haishan frowned slightly and glanced at Xue Lingren.

He deliberately didn't ask the Pisces Palace Speaker for her opinion, just to see how she would react, but to his surprise, she remained standing quietly.

This posture implies that she follows that little Buddha's lead.

Fuck!
Why don't I trust my teammates like that?
Jiang Haishan was displeased. With a stern face, he walked to the offering table and, without any hesitation, pulled out a stick.

Sign on.

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Haishan laughed loudly.

The three characters written in gold on the slip are vigorous and powerful, like dragons and phoenixes dancing, clearly the work of a master calligrapher. But the most important thing is the fortune associated with the slip.

Excellent fortune!
The omen is good; I think I've got this game of the gods all figured out.

Jiang Haishan waved the divination sticks at Lu Jiuling and Xue Lingren, trying to put some psychological pressure on them, but the two of them remained calm and composed, their eyes as still as a tranquil lake.

Gan!
This is the best possible draw for me, aren't you two envious?
"You first or me first?"

Xue Lingren showed no emotional fluctuation and was not worried at all about what would happen if he drew the worst possible lot.

"You go first." Lu Jiuling focused his mind and performed a divine miracle: "I'll give you a buff."

A woman dressed in a purple Taoist robe with a golden halo floating behind her head appeared out of the void with one foot out.

"Fuck!"

"What the hell?"

"Gan."

The newlyweds were startled by the sudden appearance of the female Taoist priest and all backed away in a panic.

Jiang Haishan narrowed his eyes.

Is this the miracle of the Little Buddha?
Judging from what he's saying, it doesn't seem to be a combat-related game?
The ethereal female Taoist priest held a Bodhi tree branch in her hand and pointed it at Xue Lingren.

A handful of pale golden light, like raindrops, sprinkled on Xue Lingren.

Auspicious purple clouds appear in the east, a sign of good fortune!
Xue Lingren immediately felt warm and cozy, as if she were soaking in a hot spring. Every pore of her body felt comfortable and joyful, and all the fatigue accumulated over the past few days was swept away.

"Let's draw lots!"

Lu Jiuling smiled.

Despite being made of bronze, the headless Buddha mask is thin and skin-friendly, allowing it to vividly portray Lu Jiuling's subtle facial expressions.

"Ah."

Xue Lingren stretched out his finger and randomly drew a divination stick without much selection.

Lu Jiuling noticed that Xue Lingren's right hand was pale, thin, and weak, clearly indicating malnutrition.

"What signature?"

Jiang Haishan came over.

Xue Lingren glanced at the gold-lacquered signature.

"A very auspicious sign."

Xue Lingren told Lu Jiuling that she was neither sad nor happy, as cold as a lily in a flowerbed on a rainy night.

Jiang Haishan stroked his chin and looked at Lu Jiuling.

Lu Jiuling also summoned a purple aura from the east for himself.

The female Taoist priest, who had just disappeared, reappeared, lightly tapping with a Bodhi tree branch.

Lu Jiuling immediately felt refreshed.

With the blessing of good luck, Lu Jiuling didn't bother to carefully select a divination slip and just randomly drew one.

Not surprisingly.

Sign on.

The moment Lu Jiuling saw those three small gold characters, his heart leaped with joy.

From now on,

Please call me Lucky Ling.

The newlyweds were stunned.

This scene was truly beyond their comprehension.

"Brother, what kind of magic trick is that? It's amazing."

The man in the big shorts rubbed his hands together, as if he wanted to bow down in worship.

Fatty Cai thought the female Taoist was quite pretty, and he would be very happy if he had such a personal maid.

"What effect does this miracle have? Does it improve someone's luck?"

Jiang Haishan was curious. He knew Lu Jiuling wouldn't tell him, but he couldn't help asking anyway.

It's definitely not just a coincidence that these two people drew two very auspicious fortune sticks in a row.

If the Little Buddha's miracle was truly due to good fortune, then in a certain sense, it was very powerful.

It should be considered a great miracle.

In the realm of the extraordinary, there is no clear classification of miracles by the authorities, because miracles are diverse and varied, and there is no fair standard for classification.

However, in private, superhumans generally categorize miracles into two types based on their power effects: major and minor miracles.

"you guess?"

Lu Jiuling smiled faintly.

"Hehe." Jiang Haishan gave a forced smile, not wanting to make a fool of himself: "Let's draw lots quickly."

Yu Sitong walked quickly to Lu Jiuling, a friendly but not obsequious smile on her face, and extended her hand to him: "Hello, I am Yu Sitong."

Lu Jiuling did not respond.

Yu Sitong endured the embarrassment of being ignored and pleaded softly, "Handsome, could you give me that buff?"

Swish.

The newlyweds all looked over; in fact, they all had the same thought.

"No."

Lu Jiuling's voice was as cold as ice in winter, and his eyes were like water in a cold pool, filled with chill.

(End of this chapter)