Chapter 144
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Chapter 144: Good Luck
“Don’t you need any other Talent?”
That statement wasn’t wrong either.
Provided Zhao Lin’s good luck could be maintained continuously.
But would it really work? Ye Qiyan held a skeptical attitude.
Her Talent had been split into two halves. The original good luck and Bad Luck were equal to each other, increasing mutually and rising continuously in a spiral trend.
Now, only good luck remained. This good luck would either be maintained forever, or it would be continuously consumed and diminished.
Of course, there was another possibility: Zhao Lin’s good luck and the stolen Bad Luck could still remain mutually equivalent. The better her luck was, the worse the Bad Luck on Zhu Xingtu’s end would become.
Which one would it be?
Ye Qiyan glanced at Zhu Xingtu, who was lying unconscious on the ground.
He took the [Fate Card – Unequal Gift] handed over by Zhao Lin.
Exchanging resources for a card sequence was a win-win deal no matter what.
“What do you want to trade it for?”
“An upgrade prop, just a prop to upgrade to level 5 will do.”
This price was practically nothing compared to a card sequence, especially for a Fate Card capable of acquiring someone else’s Talent.
Moreover, that female Charlatan would definitely find a way to get rid of that Bad Luck.
Even if this card wasn’t used by herself, it could definitely be sold for an extremely high price.
Of course, he still preferred to acquire a new Talent.
Money could be earned anytime, after all.
Once a Talent was gone, it was truly gone.
But did she really want this price?
“You need to think carefully. The value of this card cannot be matched by a single upgrade prop. Is all you want just a prop to reach level Altos”
Trade was fair, but if the price gap was too huge, it would inevitably breed thoughts in one’s mind later on.
Zhao Lin nodded, her eyes flashing with a unique brilliance.
She gazed at Ye Qiyan and said in an extremely sincere tone:
“You’ve helped me a lot. All I can offer is a bit of insignificant luck; exchanging it for a special upgrade prop is already a very high price in my heart.”
Was that really what she thought?
Insignificant luck?
Ye Qiyan chuckled.
“Luck is luck; nothing about it is insignificant. Alright, after we leave this Platform, I’ll give you the upgrade prop, and I’ll keep this card with me for now.”
This sort of windfall that was practically picked up for free genuinely put one in a pleasant mood.
“Mn.”
Zhao Lin silently watched him, gradually lowering her head as she thought to herself.
“Could getting to know him at that time also be considered the mischief of my good luck?”
Come to think of it, if she hadn’t met Ye Qiyan, perhaps she would have died somewhere long ago, even with good luck on her person?
Just like that public Trading Platform back then.
Without Ye Qiyan’s warning, she surely would have cowardly chosen to enter the station and tried to stop there.
Perhaps her greatest luck was getting to know Ye Qiyan.
“Brother Qiyan.”
“What is it?”
Having his name called out of nowhere, Ye Qiyan, who was inside the Chat Room looking at a message sent by Altos, raised his head.
“Thank you.”
“Hm?”
“Hehe, nothing, I just said it casually. Um, what should we do next? Brother Qiyan coming into the city shouldn’t just be for resting, right?”
“Of course, I’m here to collect a debt. Uh, wait…”
Just as he was about to continue, an email interrupted what he was going to say.
Opening the email, the sender was Black Market Customer Service.
“It sold?”
55 Train Coins were quietly lying inside.
The two pieces of equipment obtained back when they took down the Goblin Champion and the Goblin Legion Commander had unexpectedly been sold at the same time.
This made his reserves of Train Coins plentiful once again.
“I thought they wouldn’t sell. Not bad, not bad. Oh, where was I just now?”
“You said you were coming to this city to collect a debt.”
“Right, right, collecting a debt. Someone owes me a prop worth 150 Train Coins. The reason I came to this city is precisely for that.”
“A prop worth 150 Train Coins?”
Zhao Lin pinched her own face.
“What kind of prop could have such a high value? Brother Qiyan, you wouldn’t have been scammed, right?”
Ye Qiyan shrugged and said teasingly:
“That’s why I had to bring you along—to wish me good luck so I won’t get scammed.”
He was only joking, but Zhao Lin nodded seriously. She grasped his right hand with both of hers and said in a very earnest voice:
“Good luck!”
“…”
Was this considered being blessed by her?
It didn’t feel like much, and no special buffs appeared on his personal information interface, but… it wasn’t bad.
Ye Qiyan pulled back his hand, averted his gaze, and walked straight up to that Charlatan.
“Once she wakes up, we’ll set off.”
“She’s not going to die, is she? It feels like her injuries are really severe…”
“Probably not, but whatever…”
Ye Qiyan shook his head, took a washed carrot from his backpack, pried open Zhu Xingtu’s mouth, and stuffed it right in.
“??”
Zhao Lin subconsciously took a step back, looking at Ye Qiyan as if she were looking at a pervert.
“Why are you looking at me like that? This is something for healing injuries. You’ve really seen nothing of the world.”
“A carrot can heal injuries too?”
Ye Qiyan nodded matter-of-factly and took a tomato out of his backpack again.
“A tomato works too. Do you want one?”
He wasn’t lying. The plants inside the farming carriage, after being watered with the sublimated [Restoration · Plant Nutrient Solution], all possessed the effects of healing injuries and accelerating the recovery of Stamina.
If it were White Forest Fruit, the healing capability would be even better.
Zhu Xingtu hadn’t woken up yet.
From the time they entered the City of a Thousand Stars until now, it was only two o’clock in the afternoon.
Ye Qiyan simply bought a temporary barbecue grill, some fresh beef and mutton, and a few bottles of iced beer on the Trading Platform to use as afternoon tea.
Zhao Lin curiously watched his actions, then looked at another vacant track in the nearby Platform.
“Brother Qiyan, where is your Train? Why don’t you move it over here?”
“I’ve put it away; no rush to take it out.”
“Put it away? Like a Module?”
“You’ll know in the future.”
As the two of them chatted, Zhu Xingtu, lying on the ground, felt the foreign object in her mouth and chewed on it hard a few times. Her wounds were already healing anyway, and Ye Qiyan’s carrot made her recovery speed even faster.
In the air, the scent emitted by fresh beef and mutton roasting over the flames made her sniff subconsciously.
She slowly got up and looked around.
The stars in her eyes flickered a few times, but quickly returned to their original appearance.
Hearing the commotion coming from behind, Ye Qiyan looked over and saw that Zhu Xingtu had already woken up. He waved the skewer of meat in his hand and said with a chuckle:
“Yo, Boss, want some?”





