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

Drinking and singing today, living a life of debauchery, only to die in a dungeon tomorrow... that's perfectly normal.

With players among his enemies, the father had no choice but to abandon direct confrontation and cautiously choose to overcome them one by one.

Today, he seized the opportunity when the two were out "running errands," and insidiously drugged them before launching the attack.

However, fate played a cruel joke on him; one of his two enemies happened to be equipped with an item that granted immunity to some of the negative effects of certain drugs.

One of them held off the attack, while the other quickly drank the antidote and recovered.

What happened next was exactly as Fan Xiao had predicted.

The young girl trembling in the next room is a new victim, and also a college student.

It has to be said that college students in the ivory tower are very easy to fool once their parents are not by their side.

Fan Xiao sighed softly.

They are all pitiful people suffering from environmental pollution.

With a soft splatter, he manipulated the blood-red blade floating in the air, piercing the head of the loan shark member who was frozen in place, killing him instantly.

After a short while, the father recovered from the "truth-vomiting state".

He looked at Fan Xiao, his expression changing slightly.

Memories of the "truth-revealing state" are not lost, but are retained.

"Don't be so nervous," Fan Xiao said with a smile, "How about we do some business?"

"...What kind of business?"

The middle-aged man with wrinkles at his temples frowned, his expression somewhat wary.

"As you can see, I am an assassin player, skilled at assassinating others silently."

Fan Xiao pointed to the two corpses on the ground and said, "Look at their miserable state. They died so quietly. That's enough to prove my professional assassination skills, isn't it?"

"...Is this an assassination?"

The middle-aged man had a mouthful of sarcasm stuck in his throat, unsure how to spit it out.

Isn't this a direct kill?

"That's not the point. The point is that I'm an assassin, and as an assassin, I naturally have to take on jobs and make money."

Fan Xiaotu revealed his true intentions: "Give me some game currency, and I'll help you take out the remaining players in this loan shark organization, how about it?"

"Without the players backing you up, you can deal with those ordinary scumbags however you want, right?"

"However, I personally suggest you call the police. Taking the law into your own hands is illegal and wrong, and it should not be encouraged."

"..."

Glancing at the mangled corpse on the ground, the middle-aged man was momentarily at a loss for words.

Fine, you're right just because you have bigger fists.

After a few seconds of silence, he said helplessly, "I don't have the money to hire a player of your level."

After realizing that Fan Xiao had no intention of killing him, he relaxed a little.

"Don't worry, my fee isn't expensive," Fan Xiao said. "Just give me 100 game coins as a token."

"Uh... so cheap? Are you sure?" The middle-aged man asked with a strange expression, "Can you make money as an assassin?"

"There's nothing I can do. My irresponsible, short teacher only taught me for less than two months before running away," Fan Xiao sighed. "Now I can only be considered an apprentice assassin. I'm also very thin-skinned. If I accept too much money, I'll feel extremely ashamed."

"Is it……"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man completely relaxed.

It turns out he's a kind-hearted young man... He was so nervous for nothing.

"Let's go, let's set off now and try to get it done before tonight," Fan Xiao said. "I have a big order to take on tomorrow, so I can't afford to be delayed."

After saying that, he released his blood, which transformed into burning power, and thoughtfully burned the two corpses on the ground to ashes.

After all, the hotel provided him with a night's accommodation, so they couldn't stop him from doing business normally.

Upon reaching the door, Fan Xiao suddenly stopped, remembering something.

He turned around and walked back, passing through the large hole in the wall, and approached the female college student who was trembling in the next room.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The girl turned pale with fright.

Fan Xiao grinned: "Don't be nervous, I just feel like you know too much."

……

7 p.m.

Having completed a small batch of business, Fan Xiao stopped accumulating luck and prepared to return home.

He felt he had accumulated enough luck.

Although he only accumulated enough for twenty-three days this time, he did so without interruption. Based on the time standard before the Evolution Game's arrival, that's almost a month's worth of time.

Yes, when he was still an ordinary person, he would only accumulate luck when he was conscious. When he slept or rested, he usually turned off his superpowers.

After all, facing bad luck without any precautions... people who court death really do get themselves killed.

At that time, if he wanted to stay conscious, he could only limit the time he didn't sleep to within three days.

Well, I can only last two or three days at most.

That problem doesn't exist anymore.

You can sleep whenever you want without interrupting your superpowers.

Because there are little angels around who will watch out for any lurking dangers.

The little angel is a spiritual being, not burdened by a mortal body, and has no instinct to need to sleep. She can work 24 hours a day... No wonder she feels suffocated and unhappy when she doesn't come out for a long time.

"After nearly a month of good luck, I think it should be enough."

"If we keep accumulating bad luck, the next setbacks will most likely be related to random dungeons. We'll have to stop here for now."

Fan Xiao thought to himself.

The assassination operation is about to begin, and it would be bad if we got caught up in a random instance and it delayed us.

So let's stop accumulating good fortune here.

A short while later, the taxi took Fan Xiao back to the safe neighborhood he had been away from for so long.

There are many heavily armed soldiers guarding the perimeter of the residential area, and players are also hiding among them.

Fan Xiao walked through the main gate toward his home, and along the way he discovered many players operating in the shadows, all of whom were specially sent by the Special Affairs Bureau to protect his family.

However, he didn't trust these strangers, so before leaving, he took precautions and told Yan Keke not to let anyone near his home.

After ringing the doorbell, Song Yu ran out and opened the door for him.

The little girl seemed listless, her face devoid of her usual energy.

Upon seeing Fan Xiao at the door, her expression brightened. Her lively eyes curved into crescents, and she exclaimed with a silly grin, "Brother! You're finally back! Waaah... Where have you been all these days? Does it take this long to run a dungeon?"

"Did something happen at home?" Fan Xiao asked. "Why do you look so sickly?"

"Sigh, brother, you probably don't know, Dad's company is about to go bankrupt! I won't be a rich woman anymore, and I won't be able to support you anymore, boohoo..."

Song Yu said with great sadness.

"When did I ever ask you to be my sugar daddy?" Fan Xiao said speechlessly.

"That's someone else's dream!" Song Yu said. "I don't want to be outdone by Lu Baizhi in this regard! Sigh... what should I do?"

"It's nothing, don't worry. You're so young, don't always be frowning."

Fan Xiao soothed his sworn sister and comforted her, saying, "It will be fine in a few days, and then you can continue being your rich little girl."

"But... I see Dad looking worried every day, almost crying. It can't be that easy, can it?"

Even at such a young age, Song Yu couldn't help but sigh, "The people outside are so mean! They target us for no reason, they're so wicked!"

"Alright, I said it's nothing, so it really is nothing. Don't worry about it, you little brat."

Fan Xiao led his sister into the living room and saw Song Jianbai and the other two sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"You're back," Wang Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief. "Have you eaten? If not, I'll make you something."

"No need to trouble yourself, Mom."

Fan Xiao shook his head and said, "I've heard about what happened at Uncle Song's company. Don't worry, you've just been implicated because of me."

"The outcome of this matter should be clear in a few days at most, and everything will return to normal then... No, as for business, Uncle Song will probably receive a lot of goodwill from strangers, and his business will likely grow bigger and bigger. I hope you won't be too surprised then."

“I told you there was no need to worry. Look at my brother’s condition. He doesn’t look like he’s in a disadvantageous or adverse situation at all. Mom, you really don’t need to look so worried every day.”

Song Qingshan then spoke in an indifferent tone.

He blindly idolized Fan Xiao, believing that his older brother could handle everything.

“Fan Xiao, I trust you about the company and have never worried about it. Besides, if the company is gone, so be it. We're not without savings; supporting our family is still quite easy.”

Song Jianbai looked at Fan Xiao and said, "Anyway, don't listen to Xiaoyu's nonsense. What we're really worried about these days is your current situation. Sigh... there's nothing we can do to help with this."

"Your situation?" Fan Xiao asked. "You know about me?"

He had previously explained the situation to his family, asking them to stay home to avoid trouble and not to go out.

However, to avoid causing his family excessive worry, he spoke vaguely and generally, without going into details.

“The Special Affairs Bureau called and explained your current situation and circumstances in detail, including the fantasy substances and the ways they were sourced. We know all about it.”

Wang Zhenzhen frowned and said, "The person who called asked us to persuade you to join the Special Affairs Bureau and cooperate with them to develop the procurement resources you have."

"Only then will they have the standing and the obligation to help you completely resolve this incident."

"I don't think... the person who called doesn't seem like a good person. There's a threatening tone to their words, like they're taking advantage of someone in distress."

"Don't worry, we didn't agree. You'll have to make the decision yourself."

"Mom, if I hadn't pointed out the pros and cons, you would have agreed long ago and been completely fooled."

Song Qingshan said this without any politeness.

Wang Zhenzhen's eye twitched, and she wanted to get angry, but then she remembered that Song Qingshan was just that kind of straightforward person, completely fearless... Helpless, she could only back down.

"I warned you all a long time ago not to worry about things unnecessarily."

Song Qingshan continued, "Look how safe it is to stay at home these days? The situation outside is so chaotic, but it doesn't affect us at all."

"Even those moles in the Special Affairs Bureau who are capable of embezzling from their own posts can't get close to where we live."

"With your amazing skills, Big Brother, aren't you all reassured enough?"

At this point, he sneered, "Ha, those outside are nothing but a bunch of clowns. In front of Big Brother, they're nothing but chickens and dogs, they can't cause any trouble."

"Not bad, you even saw through the mole in the Special Affairs Bureau. You're quite insightful."

After praising his younger brother, Fan Xiao turned to Wang Zhenzhen and Song Jianbai and said, "Although Qingshan's words were a bit exaggerated, they did reflect the current situation."

“You really don’t need to worry about this. These past few days, I’ve not only been running dungeons, but I’ve also made thorough plans and arrangements.”

He said with a confident expression, "Don't worry, the situation will stabilize again in less than a week... no, it should be said that it will be completely fixed, and no one will dare to mess with our family again."

After comforting his family, Fan Xiao casually brushed off his sworn brother and sister's persistent nagging.

The two were arguing about different things: one wanted to be beaten, and the other wanted to be supervised while doing his homework. Fan Xiao, of course, kindly satisfied their desires.

He then returned to his room and called Yan Keke out.

"Brother Fan," Yan Keke called out softly.

Fan Xiao nodded: "How has things been at home these days?"

"This is bad; a lot of malicious people have come here."

Yan Keke clenched her little fists and said angrily, "These people's emotions are not pure; they want to gain benefits from you, Brother Fan."

"Even the people from the Special Affairs Bureau aren't honest. Humph, traitors, villains."

“This is a matter of factions,” Fan Xiao said, patting her hair. “There are always some people with radical ideas who want to control everything, but unfortunately… the water is too deep for them to handle.”

Although he was smiling, there was no real smile in his eyes.