Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

Could it be that this wish worked?

Otherwise, he would run into a high-level player like Mammon just by going out for a stroll... He hasn't even started accumulating luck yet, so he shouldn't be this unlucky.

What if this isn't considered bad luck, but rather... good luck?

Thinking of this, Fan Xiao temporarily abandoned his thoughts of escaping and put on a guarded but seemingly approachable demeanor.

On the other side, after noticing that Fan Xiao's hostility had lessened, the little angel laid the scythe horizontally, sat on the handle, and idly swung her two white legs, seemingly patiently waiting for the boring part to end.

Yan Keke then released her hands from Fan Xiao's head.

Although she wanted to hold him a little longer, she didn't want to cause trouble for Brother Fan.

As soon as she let go, she suddenly sensed an aggressive gaze.

Suddenly, the little angel appeared beside her, materialized, and stared intently at her.

"..."

Yan Keke was a little scared and instinctively floated back.

After regaining her balance, she seemed to feel a little timid about the action, so she quickly mustered her courage and said, "Qi, Qiqi, I... I'm your older sister, the one Brother Fan has chosen. As your younger sister, you... you have to listen to me."

"Fan Xiao, Fan Xiao, she's so cute, I really want to play with her."

The little angel called out to Fan Xiao a few times.

Fan Xiao ignored her, his gaze remaining fixed on the punk siblings.

At this moment, the punk guy took a step forward, spread his arms, shrugged at Fan Xiao, and said, "Brother, we're not enemies. Let's just test each other out and see how we're doing. There's no need to keep fighting. What do you think?"

Chapter 256 Am I a villain?

"Yes, you're right. There's really no need to continue fighting."

After hearing the punk man's words, Fan Xiao nodded and smiled, "It seems that your purpose in coming to me is not to fight. In that case... how about we sit down and talk?"

"Heh, there's no need to sit down and talk. I'm afraid you bastard will launch a surprise attack."

The punk guy's thought process was very meticulous: "How about we maintain this safe distance while we talk?"

“You’re not being sincere at all,” Fan Xiao said. “What are you talking about if you don’t even have the most basic trust?”

"Hey...did you pocket that shipment from the train before?"

The punk guy said, "Brother, you've got some skills! You swallowed the goods quietly and managed to pin the blame on us. Now even our employer thinks we did it."

"Employer?" Fan Xiao asked curiously, "Who?"

"Betraying your employer is a taboo, unless you're one of their own."

The punk guy didn't answer the question, but continued the previous topic: "Anyway, what I want to say is that we'll take the blame for you."

"Up until now, we haven't told anyone else about your embezzlement. Brother, don't you think... this is a testament to our sincerity?"

"A full ten billion in sincerity! How about that, is that enough?"

"That shipment is worth a billion...?"

Fan Xiao nodded, relaxing his guard, and said, "You're really sincere! I accept this favor. How about we find a place to have a good talk?"

"I already said, let's talk here."

The punk guy glanced at the time on the player panel and said, "It'll take a while for those trashy guys with white shoulder patches to respond to the commotion here. We have about 10 minutes to chat."

"You can't come near us for the next 10 minutes, I'm telling you..."

He sneered, "I'm terrified of your close-combat ability!"

"You're the first person to make admitting defeat sound so powerful..." Fan Xiao couldn't help but think to himself.

He did indeed have the idea of ​​luring the two over and then killing them.

But he didn't show it.

He hadn't even done anything, and the other party was already suspicious of him—that's going too far!

What about trust between people?

"Bro, the one attacking us is that red-eyed loli."

The punk girl reminded the punk guy, "But... I can only see her clearly when she attacks me; I can't see her at all normally... It's too weird!"

“Summoning abilities are not uncommon. It doesn’t matter who attacked, what matters is the person who uses the summoned creature.”

The punk guy stared at Fan Xiao and said, "Brother, let me remind you again, you stand there and don't move around. That's the basis for our conversation."

"You initiated the conversation, and you even set conditions?" Fan Xiao shrugged and said, "Why should I abide by them?"

"Hey...you don't want your embezzlement of goods to be exposed to the royal family, do you?"

After making his threat, the punk guy added, "Oh, by the way, to avoid any unnecessary conflict, I should warn you in advance—I'm a very civilized person, and I only like to make friends with civilized people."

"Of course, I might find it disgusting if others swear, but if anyone dares to swear at me... hehe, whichever idiot dares to curse, I'll kill that idiot!"

"..."

This was the first time Fan Xiao had encountered someone who made no attempt to hide their double standards.

Considering that Mammon's people are more or less mentally unstable, he did not joke about this point that the other party specifically brought up.

He even tried to blend in, saying, "What a coincidence, I also really hate a certain type of person."

Because the little angel had ascended to a higher dimension and was no longer visible to others, he reached out and patted Yan Keke's head, laughing, "I hate it when people say I'm a lolicon. If anyone dares to say that, I'll kill one if I encounter one, and two if I encounter two."

"I hate players who eat people the most."

The punk girl chimed in, saying, "Thank goodness, neither you nor my brother are either, otherwise I'd have to figure out how to kill you guys in a way that would be very artistic."

“It seems we’re quite destined,” Fan Xiao laughed. “I’m a human player, and I rarely swear. The types of people we dislike just happen to be different.”

“That’s true,” the punk guy nodded. “I never call anyone a lolicon.”

"me too."

The punk girl chimed in.

“Since we’ve all come together like this,” Fan Xiao looked at the punk guy and said, “Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to threaten me like this?”

"That depends on whether you want to have a proper conversation."

The punk guy shrugged and said, "You've been trying to get closer to us... Hmph, you're up to no good! I hate people who beat around the bush. Can we talk? Give me a straight answer."

“That depends on your purpose,” Fan Xiao said. “Although we are very connected, it’s not like we can’t kill someone we’re connected with, right? You need to have a purpose that can persuade me to change my mind.”

Regardless of whether they can actually kill him or not, let's just make a big boast first.

Judging from the way the punk siblings acted, they clearly considered him a high-level player.

This was a misunderstanding on the other party's part; it wasn't something he intentionally pretended to do.

Our current situation is very simple.

The punk guy said, "My sister has her eye on you and wants to recruit you. As for me personally... well, I think you're pretty good too."

"Join us?" Fan Xiao said, "You Mammons don't have a very good reputation."

"Your reputation is indeed bad, but... do you care?"

Although the punk guy was asking a question, his tone was already leaning towards certainty.

“Hey buddy, stop pretending. You’re one of us,” the punk girl said. “Especially the two of us. We should have a lot in common. I’ve always been missing an artistic buddy, a close friend. I saw the piece you finished on the train, and it’s totally my style. We’re sure to become great friends!”

...It seems they've imagined me as some strange persona.

Fan Xiao was speechless.

He should be perfectly normal, right?

How could a normal person attract such a pervert?

Still consider him a fellow enthusiast?

To be friends?

If circumstances allowed, he would have loved to make a face like that of a confused black person.

Of course, despite his complaints, he still feigned compliance, saying, "I really don't care about my reputation, but... what benefits would I get from joining you?"

“You get a good friend who shares your passion for art,” the punk girl asked. “Isn’t that enough?”

“Not enough,” Fan Xiao laughed. “I’m a rather greedy person.”

"Greed is good! Hehe, I love people who are blinded by greed the most."

The punk man said, "There are many benefits to joining Mammon. Resources, intelligence, and ways to make money—these are the three most basic benefits."

“We Mammon treat our own people very well. We have a huge internal trading platform through which you can buy a lot of potions and items at low prices.”

"As for intelligence, hey, as a large mercenary organization, we often get a lot of first-hand intelligence, which we can buy at low prices through our internal platform."

"Finally, there are ways to make money... You've already seen that, so I don't need to elaborate, right?"

"You sound just like a normal organization. I'm curious, how did you end up so notorious?"

Fan Xiao asked, "Does making money only mean robbing people everywhere?"

“Robbing is just one of the methods,” the punk man said. “As I said, we are a large mercenary organization that accepts all kinds of mercenary missions from various districts and major forces.”

"That alone is one of the hidden benefits."

The punk girl added, "We have access to and connections with the top leaders of major powers in various districts. It's a huge network of relationships."

"If you want something that you can't get through normal channels, you can try Mammon's channels, they're very useful."

"For example... domesticated female slaves with animal ears and the like, isn't that what you males like?"

"That does sound quite appealing."

Fan Xiao seemed thoughtful, then asked, "But... do you hire people so casually?"

"Whatever? Our standards are very high."

The punk guy said, "Anyone my sister would value is definitely a complete jerk!"

"A scoundrel like you is a rare find. Aren't the hiring requirements high enough?"

"Of course, we can vouch for you, but you still have to go through the basic procedures to join the organization."

After saying that, he took out an exquisite red card from his storage space and threw it to Fan Xiao.

The card flew quickly over a distance of several dozen meters and landed in Fan Xiao's hand.

Normally, he would never accept something of dubious origin.

What if there are some hidden methods above?

However, the situation is different now. The fact that the punk siblings were able to find him so easily is likely because the wish he made earlier has come true.

He doesn't believe in the punk siblings.

It was more about luck than anything else.

but……

Judging from the current situation, the most advantageous development path for him... could it be joining Mammon?

Wouldn't this conflict with joining the Court of Life?

Or... could he end up becoming a double agent?

"I can try it first. If it doesn't work, Tina will probably come out and stop me. That girl is probably just watching the show right now... no, she's definitely watching the show!"

Thinking of this, Fan Xiao asked, "What is this?"

“The Key to Mammon, the key to unlocking chaos,” the punk man said. “As long as you are in the space connected to the station, you can use this card to communicate with us. Of course, its function is not limited to communication; you can explore that yourself.”

"Communication... even across partitions?" Fan Xiao asked.

"Of course, this is a communication tool created using S-rank items. Achieving cross-regional communication via the spacetime network established through S-rank items is quite easy. However..."

The punk guy pointed out, "It only works if it's in a space that connects to the station."

"For example, the current 001 partition has been integrated with the ninth dimension and is on the same space-time plane as the station. You can use this card anywhere in the 001 partition."

"If it were a regular zone, which is spatially separated from the station, this wouldn't be possible."