To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 654 - 372
Chapter 654: 372
Chapter 654: 372
But he still wouldn’t give up and continued to ask, “So what about me…”
“Still not possible,” Zhiyi Heavenly Lord continued, “You don’t have unearned fortune in your destiny. Winning the lottery is out of the question.”
“You’re quite up to date, even knowing about the lottery…”
Mr. Fang muttered, talking to himself, “Being the father of the Great Heavenly Lord doesn’t seem to have any perks.”
“How could it not?” Zhiyi Heavenly Lord raised an eyebrow, “Your fate is terrible. If the Great Heavenly Lord wasn’t your son, you would likely end up with a broken family, bankruptcy, and death, then ten years ago on that night, die on the roadside like a stray dog. It’s because of the Great Heavenly Lord that you’ve been able to live until now; you’ve already profited.”
“Damn it!”
Seeing the earnest expression of Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, Mr. Fang realized that all the Heavenly Lords had particularly venomous tongues, striking right at the heart with their words.
Afterwards, he made his final struggle, “Isn’t there anything good in my destiny?”
“There is. Although your fate includes the Lonely Star of Death, certain death, bad luck to the sky, and suffering from countless diseases, there are two aspects of your destiny that are incredibly strong.”
“What are they?” Mr. Fang couldn’t help but lean forward, looking at Zhiyi Heavenly Lord with anticipation.
“One is braised meat.”
“That’s a fate aspect too!” Mr. Fang exclaimed.
“How is it not? I’ve even seen someone whose fate aspect was a leather scrub. Your braised meat fate is exceedingly rare, already on the level of the Great Dao. I have truly never seen such a formidable fate aspect.”
“Heh heh, thanks. What’s the other one?”
“Marriage. You’ll have a great marriage. But your wife’s marital fate isn’t that great. Her life will be smooth, but she’s bound to encounter a downfall in her marriage.”
Looking at his wife bustling around in the kitchen, Mr. Fang couldn’t help but say, “Wife.”
“What is it?” Mrs. Fang asked without turning her head from the kitchen.
“I love you.”
“You scoundrel, did you do something to wrong me again?”
Even though she said that, Mrs. Fang still revealed a smile and began to hum a song.
Knowing he had no shot at unearned wealth, Mr. Fang let go of that hope; soon after, he saw his phone ring.
Answering the call, he heard a former subordinate anxiously shouting, “Boss Fang, did you buy that Hot Dog Coin I told you about?”
“No, I don’t understand the games you young people play so I didn’t bother,” Mr. Fang replied.
The voice on the other end of the line relaxed considerably, “Good that you didn’t, Hot Dog Coin has collapsed, the founder absconded. Not only that, but they also publicly mocked everyone who bought Hot Dog Coin online, it’s blown up now.”
After hanging up, Mr. Fang, puzzled, unlocked his phone, and then saw the news and the mocking announcement on the top headlines of his go-to news app.
[Sorry guys, you dummies gave us too much private funding, we’ve collectively fled to North America. Don’t blame us, blame yourselves for being too naive. Everyone has to pay tuition fees at some point, so it might as well be to us. Farewell.]
Looking at the stream of curses in the news comments and seeing many wealthy people who had paid their “tuition,” Mr. Fang once again felt glad he hadn’t understood blockchain technology and thus hadn’t given the chance for his “leeks” to be harvested by others.
In Huaxia, dealing with virtual currency is not allowed, yet capital drives people mad. Stories of fortunes growing from tens of thousands to millions are happening every day, while tales of wealth shrinking from tens of millions to mere hundreds are deliberately ignored.
Therefore, even though it’s banned, there are still those who engage in trades via foreign websites, but most of them end up with nothing.
Clicking his tongue twice, Mr. Fang was just about to put down his phone, when it was snatched away by someone.
Fang Cheng stood behind him, carefully examining the phone.
The news article of a few hundred words was read over and over by him, and his expression grew more somber with each reading.
Seeing Fang Cheng’s troubled face, Mr. Fang swallowed nervously and couldn’t help but ask, “Fang Cheng, you didn’t buy this thing, did you?”
If Fang Cheng had really bought it, Mr. Fang would be worried not about Fang Cheng’s finances, but about his life.
However, Fang Cheng just shook his head and continued reading.
Zhiyi Heavenly Lord also sensed Fang Cheng’s intense aura and was inwardly hit by a storm of shock.
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The Great Heavenly Lord being so serious, could it mean that apocalyptic danger had appeared?
Facing conscious entities, the Great Heavenly Lord had always been expressionless, all dangers could be resolved amidst laughter, so why was he so grave now?
A few minutes later, Fang Cheng finally shook his head and said, “This shouldn’t be.”
[Great Heavenly Lord, what’s the matter?] Tian Xuan puzzledly materialized a sentence in the air.
“Just now, I had a whim and felt something was off, and the source seems to be this news. But virtual currency has nothing to do with me, I’m not sure where this feeling is coming from.”
After pondering for a while, Fang Cheng still couldn’t figure out why virtual currency would influence his path to enlightenment.
His path to enlightenment was going splendidly; the Dustfire was pure, his own thoughts were highly congruent, he just couldn’t pinpoint the source of his ominous premonition.
Could it be the conscious entities causing trouble?
After some thought, Fang Cheng felt it was safer to first slay some conscious entities, so he took Zhiyi Heavenly Lord with him, using him as bait to fish for conscious entities in nearby areas.
As Fang Cheng attempted to address the issue, certain things indeed took place.
At the same time the announcement was made, in the group chat of Pingping, someone had leapt from a building.
