Chapter 209: Not the Luck He Wanted
As he delegated his upgrades in the shower, Meng Fan felt very satisfied.
During his shower, he gained +1 luck, +2 vocal appeal, and +3 imagination. Cool.
Plus, he triggered another task, requiring him to distribute 100 million HXB. How great (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻.
[God of Fortune] was also separated into processes, defined by three tasks.
Task phase 1: Requires distribution of 10 million HXB; reward: points +1000
Task phase 2: Requires distribution of 50 million HXB; reward: points +5000
Task phase 3: Requires distribution of 100 million HXB; reward: points +10000
The experience he accumulated from the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] task had been added to this task. Currently, he completed 1/10th of the first task that needed 10 million. There was 9/10th left to distribute. Ha!
[Wealth Distribution Cherub] was also divided into tasks. There were also points in addition to the attributes. Each task rewarded about 10 points for every 10,000 HXB distributed. But this [God of Fortune] task was next level; 10,000 HXB could only be exchanged for 1 point. The price inflated ten times!
Meng Fan looked at the 7500 points he accumulated and wanted to ask the system if he could exchange those for money!
Meng Fan couldn’t find the energy to begin completing the task [God of Fortune].
He couldn’t even finish task phase 1!
Plus, he didn’t need the points either. If he really had 9 million to spare, anything was better than wasting it on these 1000 points.
But the +3 luck… No, no. He hadn’t even begun to experience the +1 luck that he just gained. If the attribute was really magical, he would try to bust his ass and make the money then.
If there wasn’t enough, he could put on his hat and go steal it… He wouldn’t steal it from other people, and there wouldn’t be much either. But he could steal from his own mother… Right? It wasn’t stealing; it was just drawings!
Why should she get to keep it all for herself!
“Huh? Can this work with a lottery ticket?!”
Meng Fan had never bought a lottery ticket before, but he had heard of them.
The path to getting rich?
Yeah right!
Everyone said that the chances of winning the double lottery of 5 million dollars were equal to being struck by lightning 18 times!
Moreover, the probability of winning a small or medium prize was also very low.
Meng Fan’s reasoning was simple. Anything was easier than winning the lottery!
But now, he just wanted to test his luck. He didn’t hope to win any large prizes but wanted to see if he could win any smaller ones.
He put on his clothes. He opened his phone and entered the link on Alipay. Once on, he randomly chose ten numbers and bought one of each. It wasn’t like having more would help.
He then set up 10 consecutive purchases to see if he won anything.
Could luck be used up?
Of course not!
Meng Fan believed that the law of conservation was in practice here, and he believed the strange properties of metaphysics definitely fell within this category.
Since luck was included in the law of energy conservation, did this mean his luck would be worse tomorrow? No, it should mean that his luck could get better while someone else’s gets worse!
Should he feel sorry for causing such bad luck and pull out?
Heh. Meng Fan already knew the answer to that!
After purchasing the ticket, Meng Fan left it alone.
It was almost 9:00, and Meng Fan decided that he should begin his stream. Like previously, he drew a chapter of each and ended the stream at 11:00. He didn’t go back outside and stayed at home to work on his drawings.
After his night owl abilities increased by +1, he could endure these high-intensity manga sessions until 2:00 with no problems. With two cups of coffee, he was able to stay up until 3:00 am.
As he drew, Meng Fan realized the benefits of his +1 luck.
Nowadays, the System had awarded him with +26 drawing skills. In addition to the +1 from the universal pen and his existing skills, he was well over +30. Long before this, Meng Fan knew that his drawing skills were already supernatural as if God was holding his hand whenever he drew. Like his mother, who said that she had two paintings that had been ‘graced by God’s hand’, Meng Fan could produce about one drawing of this level every night!
Of course, it was hard to say whether Liang Qing and Meng Fan had the same standards for being graced by God. But regardless, when an artist reached a certain level, they would be able to tell which works were done to their normal abilities and which were spiritually blessed.
With the +1 luck, Meng Fan confirmed that the times he had been graced by God’s hand had increased. It wasn’t often, but it was improving.
If this was in a game, it would count as a critical hit!
Waking up…
Meng Fan felt that the quality of his sleep seemed to be a bit better, but he couldn’t be as sure about this feeling as he had been about his drawing skills. Was it just psychological?
He put on his tracksuit and headed downstairs. Bang! He was only a few steps away from his building when his shoulder was hit by something.
He heard the sound of something falling to the ground.
‘Who the f*ck is throwing things from their unit this early in the morning!’
He looked up. It seemed that the fourth-floor window was open, and the sounds of quarreling were coming out from it.
Throwing things off the balcony and disturbing the public so early in the morning. What kind of person would do that?!
Thank God it didn’t hit him on the head!
Looking down to see what he had been struck by, Meng Fan immediately found the object that was on the floor… A diamond ring?!
It was pretty big too.
Meng Fan had never bought a diamond ring before, nonetheless, wear one, but under the influence of his +1 observation skills, he could tell the diamond’s weight, cut, clarity and color were all very ornate. It must have cost at least 500 to 600,000 HXB.
He must have gotten hit due to his strong presence, but the object that was thrown to him was a diamond ring worth half a million HXB. Was this the effect of the +1 luck?
“Sorry bro!”
At this time, a head appeared from the fourth-floor window and immediately retracted. Then a loud noise appeared followed by more bickering. A female voice was screaming and a male voice was roaring. Then the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard… Shortly after, a guy burst out of the unit in his Pajamas. He looked to be just over 40 and had messy hair and scratches on his face.
“Sorry sorry sorry!”
The guy saw Meng Fan got hit by the ring, but he didn’t know where. Immediately, he began apologizing once he got downstairs, noticing Meng Fan was a student. He then changed the way he addressed Meng Fan to little bro. “Little bro, are you okay? Where did you get hit? Do you want to go see a doctor? I can drive you right away.”
He babbled on but did not ask Meng Fan for the ring back.
Meng Fan was almost embarrassed by the amount of apologies, but he still handed the ring back even if the guy didn’t mention it. “It’s okay. It’s just so early in the morning; if you guys want to fight, you should at least keep your windows closed.”
“Thanks thanks, we’ll be more careful for sure.”
The middle aged man nodded. His attitude was overly positive. He glanced at the ring after receiving it.
“Alright, you should head back. It’s cold in the mornings.”
Meng Fan said as he jogged out of the neighborhood.
What the f*ck kind of +1 luck was that!
After running a few more steps, the absent-minded Meng Fan felt himself kick another object. The neighborhood was a clean place. How could there be rocks on a… wallet!
Meng Fan was completely convinced this time.
Picking it up, he found all kinds of ID cards as well as money inside the wallet. Who still brought cash outside in this day and age? People didn’t even go to the bank anymore, okay? It was estimated that more than half of the men who carry a wallet do so because the wallet was valuable.
The one in his hands was an LV bag.
In the morning alone, he was hit by a diamond ring and found a wallet.
Was this luck?
Meng Fan didn’t feel lucky at all!
This wasn’t the luck Meng Fan wanted!
Chapter 209: Not the Luck He Wanted
As he delegated his upgrades in the shower, Meng Fan felt very satisfied.
During his shower, he gained +1 luck, +2 vocal appeal, and +3 imagination. Cool.
Plus, he triggered another task, requiring him to distribute 100 million HXB. How great (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻.
[God of Fortune] was also separated into processes, defined by three tasks.
Task phase 1: Requires distribution of 10 million HXB; reward: points +1000
Task phase 2: Requires distribution of 50 million HXB; reward: points +5000
Task phase 3: Requires distribution of 100 million HXB; reward: points +10000
The experience he accumulated from the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] task had been added to this task. Currently, he completed 1/10th of the first task that needed 10 million. There was 9/10th left to distribute. Ha!
[Wealth Distribution Cherub] was also divided into tasks. There were also points in addition to the attributes. Each task rewarded about 10 points for every 10,000 HXB distributed. But this [God of Fortune] task was next level; 10,000 HXB could only be exchanged for 1 point. The price inflated ten times!
Meng Fan looked at the 7500 points he accumulated and wanted to ask the system if he could exchange those for money!
Meng Fan couldn’t find the energy to begin completing the task [God of Fortune].
He couldn’t even finish task phase 1!
Plus, he didn’t need the points either. If he really had 9 million to spare, anything was better than wasting it on these 1000 points.
But the +3 luck… No, no. He hadn’t even begun to experience the +1 luck that he just gained. If the attribute was really magical, he would try to bust his ass and make the money then.
If there wasn’t enough, he could put on his hat and go steal it… He wouldn’t steal it from other people, and there wouldn’t be much either. But he could steal from his own mother… Right? It wasn’t stealing; it was just drawings!
Why should she get to keep it all for herself!
“Huh? Can this work with a lottery ticket?!”
Meng Fan had never bought a lottery ticket before, but he had heard of them.
The path to getting rich?
Yeah right!
Everyone said that the chances of winning the double lottery of 5 million dollars were equal to being struck by lightning 18 times!
Moreover, the probability of winning a small or medium prize was also very low.
Meng Fan’s reasoning was simple. Anything was easier than winning the lottery!
But now, he just wanted to test his luck. He didn’t hope to win any large prizes but wanted to see if he could win any smaller ones.
He put on his clothes. He opened his phone and entered the link on Alipay. Once on, he randomly chose ten numbers and bought one of each. It wasn’t like having more would help.
He then set up 10 consecutive purchases to see if he won anything.
Could luck be used up?
Of course not!
Meng Fan believed that the law of conservation was in practice here, and he believed the strange properties of metaphysics definitely fell within this category.
Since luck was included in the law of energy conservation, did this mean his luck would be worse tomorrow? No, it should mean that his luck could get better while someone else’s gets worse!
Should he feel sorry for causing such bad luck and pull out?
Heh. Meng Fan already knew the answer to that!
After purchasing the ticket, Meng Fan left it alone.
It was almost 9:00, and Meng Fan decided that he should begin his stream. Like previously, he drew a chapter of each and ended the stream at 11:00. He didn’t go back outside and stayed at home to work on his drawings.
After his night owl abilities increased by +1, he could endure these high-intensity manga sessions until 2:00 with no problems. With two cups of coffee, he was able to stay up until 3:00 am.
As he drew, Meng Fan realized the benefits of his +1 luck.
Nowadays, the System had awarded him with +26 drawing skills. In addition to the +1 from the universal pen and his existing skills, he was well over +30. Long before this, Meng Fan knew that his drawing skills were already supernatural as if God was holding his hand whenever he drew. Like his mother, who said that she had two paintings that had been ‘graced by God’s hand’, Meng Fan could produce about one drawing of this level every night!
Of course, it was hard to say whether Liang Qing and Meng Fan had the same standards for being graced by God. But regardless, when an artist reached a certain level, they would be able to tell which works were done to their normal abilities and which were spiritually blessed.
With the +1 luck, Meng Fan confirmed that the times he had been graced by God’s hand had increased. It wasn’t often, but it was improving.
If this was in a game, it would count as a critical hit!
Waking up…
Meng Fan felt that the quality of his sleep seemed to be a bit better, but he couldn’t be as sure about this feeling as he had been about his drawing skills. Was it just psychological?
He put on his tracksuit and headed downstairs. Bang! He was only a few steps away from his building when his shoulder was hit by something.
He heard the sound of something falling to the ground.
‘Who the f*ck is throwing things from their unit this early in the morning!’
He looked up. It seemed that the fourth-floor window was open, and the sounds of quarreling were coming out from it.
Throwing things off the balcony and disturbing the public so early in the morning. What kind of person would do that?!
Thank God it didn’t hit him on the head!
Looking down to see what he had been struck by, Meng Fan immediately found the object that was on the floor… A diamond ring?!
It was pretty big too.
Meng Fan had never bought a diamond ring before, nonetheless, wear one, but under the influence of his +1 observation skills, he could tell the diamond’s weight, cut, clarity and color were all very ornate. It must have cost at least 500 to 600,000 HXB.
He must have gotten hit due to his strong presence, but the object that was thrown to him was a diamond ring worth half a million HXB. Was this the effect of the +1 luck?
“Sorry bro!”
At this time, a head appeared from the fourth-floor window and immediately retracted. Then a loud noise appeared followed by more bickering. A female voice was screaming and a male voice was roaring. Then the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard… Shortly after, a guy burst out of the unit in his Pajamas. He looked to be just over 40 and had messy hair and scratches on his face.
“Sorry sorry sorry!”
The guy saw Meng Fan got hit by the ring, but he didn’t know where. Immediately, he began apologizing once he got downstairs, noticing Meng Fan was a student. He then changed the way he addressed Meng Fan to little bro. “Little bro, are you okay? Where did you get hit? Do you want to go see a doctor? I can drive you right away.”
He babbled on but did not ask Meng Fan for the ring back.
Meng Fan was almost embarrassed by the amount of apologies, but he still handed the ring back even if the guy didn’t mention it. “It’s okay. It’s just so early in the morning; if you guys want to fight, you should at least keep your windows closed.”
“Thanks thanks, we’ll be more careful for sure.”
The middle aged man nodded. His attitude was overly positive. He glanced at the ring after receiving it.
“Alright, you should head back. It’s cold in the mornings.”
Meng Fan said as he jogged out of the neighborhood.
What the f*ck kind of +1 luck was that!
After running a few more steps, the absent-minded Meng Fan felt himself kick another object. The neighborhood was a clean place. How could there be rocks on a… wallet!
Meng Fan was completely convinced this time.
Picking it up, he found all kinds of ID cards as well as money inside the wallet. Who still brought cash outside in this day and age? People didn’t even go to the bank anymore, okay? It was estimated that more than half of the men who carry a wallet do so because the wallet was valuable.
The one in his hands was an LV bag.
In the morning alone, he was hit by a diamond ring and found a wallet.
Was this luck?
Meng Fan didn’t feel lucky at all!
This wasn’t the luck Meng Fan wanted!
