My God Raising Game

Chapter 73 Invincible Fortune
"Little Buddha, aren't you being a bit too cold-hearted?" Jiang Haishan teased Lu Jiuling, "Don't you know how to cherish a woman?"

"none of your business?"

Lu Jiuling retorted.

"I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous."

Yu Sitong is very cunning. Even after being rejected, she still took the initiative to apologize and show weakness, saying that it was her fault.

The flight attendant didn't pester them; instead, she pulled her colleague Liao Xiangyun to the altar to draw lots.

"Yay! I won the lottery!"

Yu Sitong happily clenched her little fist.

Humph.

I was lucky too.

If it weren't for the possibility of seeking help from that little Buddha later, Yu Sitong would have really wanted to show off the divination slips to him.

Liao Xiangyun also finished drawing her lot and got a winning one, passing the test safely.

Zhang Yan from Holiland stared at the divination sticks, carefully selected one, but didn't look at it immediately. Instead, he held the divination stick tightly between his palms and bowed.

"Buddha bless."

Zhang Yan muttered to himself, then shrugged and looked.

The draw was unsuccessful.

Fuck!
Zhang Yan panicked immediately.

"Bad luck with the fortune slip?"

Jiang Haishan leaned over, glanced at Zhang Yan's divination slip, saw that it was an "inauspicious" slip, and patted him on the shoulder.

"If it weren't for the worst possible outcome, you would probably be the one who died."

"Condolences."

It seemed like a way to comfort him, but in reality, it was a way to make fun of him.

Zhang Yan was so angry he wanted to punch Jiang Haishan, but he didn't dare.

People can joke with him, but if he retaliates, he'll most likely get beaten up.

"Let's go draw lots quickly."

Li Yinuo pulled Ke Xinyi towards the offering table.

Ke Xinyi was still secretly observing Lu Jiuling.

I saw him carrying that backpack just a few days ago.

It's definitely going to be 690.

"Get out of the way, let's smoke first."

Wang Yumei couldn't sit still any longer. She scolded everyone, then squeezed to the front of the offering table, rubbed her hands together vigorously, and prayed to the gods and Buddhas.

"and many more."

Lu Jiuling stopped him.

Wang Yumei stopped her hand, which was reaching for the divination sticks: "What's wrong?"

"They'll draw first."

Lu Jiuling called out the names of Li Yinuo and Ke Xinyi.

Wang Yumei didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Haishan.

Jiang Haishan crossed his arms and looked at Li Yinuo and Ke Xinyi with a suspicious expression.

what's the situation?
Why did the young master help them?

Do they know each other? Or is it that he has a thing for schoolgirls?
Wang Yumei didn't see Jiang Haishan backing her up, so she cursed him as a good-for-nothing in her heart, smiled at Lu Jiuling, and withdrew her hand.

Ke Xinyi didn't draw a lot and wanted to ask, "Are you Lu Jiuling?" but Li Yinuo covered her mouth.

Lu Jiuling sighed.

Sure enough, I was recognized.

In fact, Lu Jiuling knew he couldn't hide it.

He only had a few changes of clothes, all of which he had worn at school. More importantly, he had been carrying this backpack for more than two years. How could Li Yinuo and the others not recognize it?
In fact, it's not just that. From the moment he got on the bus, Lu Jiuling confronted Xu Shuo, praised Zhang Shuai, and then turned the tide in the mansion, saving everyone. Li Yinuo and Ke Xinyi both developed a great liking for him.

Ke Xinyi, in particular, secretly took photos of Lu Jiuling and saved them.

Lu Jiuling couldn't hide it from him at all.

So he raised his hand and unleashed the Purple Qi from the East.

Lu Jiuling and Li Yinuo didn't have much of a classmate relationship, and besides, he had already saved them from the forbidden contamination during their wedding.

However, Lu Jiuling had to consider Xue Lingren's thoughts.

In Xue Lingren's eyes, he was watching indifferently as his classmates of three years risked their lives to draw lots.

Lu Jiuling was worried that Xue Lingren would think he was too cold-blooded and heartless.

From what we can see so far, this Pisces speaker is a teammate worth befriending.

Because he spent ten Paradise Coins on himself, and he was facing an experienced and legitimate speaker like Jiang Haishan, there was a high chance of him dying.

But Xue Lingren still followed without hesitation.

Therefore, Lu Jiuling did not want to leave any negative impression on Xue Lingren.

Just as Cao Cao could say without any guilt, "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me," he still called out "Gongtai" three times when facing Chen Gong, trying to win back the white moonlight in his heart.

Lu Jiuling didn't want to hear Xue Lingren say, "So this is the kind of person you are!"
Fortunately, using the Purple Qi from the East didn't consume much divine power, so Lu Jiuling wouldn't feel tired and affect his subsequent actions.

Xue Lingren was very observant; she had noticed that the two girls kept glancing at the young Buddha and guessed that they might know him.

"Thank you."

Ke Xinyi smiled sweetly and reached out to pinch the divination sticks.

Yay! I got the perfect sign-in!

Land safely.

What kind of fortune did you receive?

Ke Xinyi went to see her best friend's divination slip.

"Why did I get a bad omen?" Li Yinuo asked anxiously, examining the divination slips over and over. "Is there a mistake?"

"..."

Lu Jiuling was speechless. Li Yinuo, your luck is really bad.

Even with the blessing of auspicious purple clouds coming from the east, you still only drew a bad lot. Does that mean that without my intervention, you would have drawn the worst lot?

Zhang Yan saw that someone else was just as unlucky as her.

He grinned.

When I'm getting rained on, the happiest thing is seeing others get rained on too, and even falling down.

"Hey bro, can I get a buff too?" The guy in big shorts sidled up to Lu Jiuling: "Have that female Taoist priest sprinkle some golden light on me."

Lu Jiuling raised his right index finger and shook it.

"Old Duan, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and draw lots."

The boy in the plaid pajamas urged her on.

Wang Yumei was about to pick one more when Wang Qida reached out and snatched it away. "What are you doing?" Wang Yumei complained, "Can't you see I'm drawing lots?"

"Zhihong, Xiao He, hurry up and draw it."

Wang Qida looked down on people like Wang Yumei and ignored her completely.

He Cong and Luo Zhihong each drew a lot.

The man in the big shorts turned around and saw everyone gathered around the altar, scrambling for divination slips. He panicked and quickly squeezed through the crowd.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief, knowing they had definitely won at least the lottery.

"I...I got the worst possible draw, what should I do?" A young woman from Holiland cried out in fear, looking at her colleagues: "Sister Chen, Sister Li."

"Why don't you try drawing again?"

Chen Jin was not short. She was wearing Holiland's work uniform, a blue dress, flesh-colored stockings, and black flat leather shoes, with an apron tied around her neck.

She has an overall mature and sophisticated vibe, and she's pleasing to the eye.

"Yes, one more time."

The young woman reached for the last divination stick in the divination box, but the boy in the plaid pajamas was faster and snatched the entire box away.

"What are you doing?"

The young woman burst into tears.

The boy in the plaid pajamas looked grim because he had also drawn the worst possible lot.

He pretended not to hear what the young lady said and looked down at the autograph.

A very auspicious sign.

The boy in the plaid pajamas had mixed feelings; he wasn't sure if the redrawn ticket would count.
Lu Jiuling shook his head; these two newcomers were probably doomed.

There were 23 divination sticks in the divination box, corresponding to the twenty-three people. There was one stick left, which should belong to the construction worker who died.

Therefore, each person only has one chance to draw lots.

Otherwise, the superhuman could kill the newcomer and draw lots repeatedly until they get the best lot.

Lu Jiuling felt that there was no such thing as a good thing.

"Let's go for a walk in the village."

After seeing that the drawing of lots had been completed, Jiang Haishan walked towards the gate.

After stepping over the foot-high threshold, the headless corpse, which was still warm, finally stood on the dirt road in front of the farmhouse.

Safety.

"come out faster."

Jiang Haishan was very satisfied. There were still so many new cannon fodder left. Even if the forbidden contamination later was very dangerous, it would be enough to consume them, right?
The newlyweds leave home.

Those who won the lottery were anxious, but not desperate, because the woman named Tao Ying who won had left safely, so they should be fine too.

Only Zhang Yan, Li Yinuo, and the woman with a phoenix tattoo on her shoulder who had a good relationship with Wang Yumei were quite panicked.

"Stop dawdling and come out now."

Jiang Haishan urged.

"Damn, what's meant to be will be."

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and strode out the door.

After waiting a few seconds,

Nothing.

Zhang Yan let out a sigh of relief.

Upon seeing this, Li Yinuo and Phoenix Girl immediately ran out.

Now only the Holiland girl and the boy in the plaid pajamas are left. The two stand in front of the door, both sensing that something bad is about to happen.

"Why don't you climb over the wall?"

The suggestion is to wear big shorts.

"Don't give me any bad advice. The body of that construction worker who climbed over the wall is still lying in front of the door." Fatty Cai comforted his roommate, "Don't scare yourself. Who says drawing the worst possible lot is a bad thing?"

"He died because he didn't draw lots, right?"

Analysis of the "Big Pants" (a type of shorts).

"Come out quickly."

Jiang Haishan urged him on, saying that even if he knew these two were going to die, he wanted to see it with his own eyes and not miss a single detail.

The boy in the plaid pajamas scratched his hair in frustration and stormed out.

"See, everything's alright now? You were just scaring yourself."

The man in the big shorts patted his roommate on the shoulder.

"That unlucky draw probably means your luck will worsen, but you won't die, so be careful from now on."

Cai Pangzi's analysis.

When the Holiland staff saw that Zhang Yan was alright, they came out as well.

"Let's go for a walk around the village. If anyone gets lost, we can meet up here later."

Jiang Haishan took the lead and began the search from the dirt road to the north.

"We must find a way to get information from those three masked people as soon as possible and figure out what we have encountered."

The worst possible draw felt like a huge rock pressing down on the boy in the plaid pajamas, putting him under immense pressure.

"Let's split up and each place our own bets."

Fatty Cai was about to say that he would choose the girl wearing the Spider-Woman mask, but as soon as he finished speaking, his roommate's head exploded with a loud bang.

Blood, bits of flesh, and brains were flying everywhere, smearing his face and his shorts.

The Holiland employee thought everything was alright, but when she saw what was happening in front of her, her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The warm urine soaked through the stockings.

Before the young woman could even feel embarrassed, her head exploded.

boom!
Flesh and blood splattered.

"what!"

The brides screamed in fright.

Lu Jiuling and Xue Lingren watched this scene calmly.

They had already guessed it, so they lagged behind, worried that when the two newcomers who drew the worst lot died, they would be splattered with blood.

"Of the 20 new recruits, three died just by leaving the courtyard. That's quite a high rate."

Xue Lingren sighed.

coming! coming!
It was that kind of sudden and bizarre death again.

Li Yinuo and Ke Xinyi fearfully moved closer to Lu Jiuling.

“Little Buddha, it’s all your fault for being too cold-blooded. If you had just summoned the female Taoist priest to sprinkle them with golden light, they wouldn’t have died.”

Jiang Haishan criticized.

(End of this chapter)