Chapter 29
4980 Destiny Points?! Why don’t you just go and rob it?!
Aren’t all items redeemable for just 1 Destiny Point? Those gold coins don’t seem to have any extraordinary power!
“The items listed in the shop each have a fixed limit, with a restriction of 1000g per slot for precious metals.”
“The host has extracted 0.966 tons, which converts to 966 standard units. Each standard unit can be exchanged for 5 Destiny Points.”
“Can I redeem them one standard unit at a time?” Xia Er silently asked, feeling as if her heart was bleeding.
“Of course, after all, this is the fruit of your labor, dear host^^D”
Instinctively, Xia Er clenched her fists tighter.
“Phew...” She slowly exhaled, beginning to calculate calmly.
If 1000g equals 1 standard unit, then one gold pound is about 7.98 grams. By this calculation, one standard unit of gold pounds is roughly equivalent to about 125.31 coins.
That means 5 Destiny Points can be exchanged for 125 gold pounds.
No, wait.
Xia Er suddenly remembered that Aivina had told her the potion ingredient she obtained was worth around 50 gold pounds on the black market.
But in the system interface, that same ingredient costs 50 Destiny Points.
That’s 1250 gold pounds!
Xia Er recalled her initial “conscientious” evaluation of the system shop and fell silent.
“Scam artist!” she couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
“Non-renewable resources, so what if they’re a bit pricey^^D”
For a moment, Xia Er couldn’t think of a rebuttal.
It was indeed quite shady, but to say it was useless? There were things that were impossible to obtain in reality that could be bought here.
At worst, she could exchange gold pounds here when she needed materials, then buy them in the black market.
Unless it was something that required risking her life to obtain in the simulation, and had no place for sale in reality, she would consider using Destiny Points to purchase it from the system.
The bank was a freebie.
Xia Er was already contemplating whether to try robbing a jewelry store or a museum next. If she activated the contract and had Aivina help her, she could probably make a fortune.
She quietly plotted her next robbery target.
She didn’t rush to redeem the gold pounds, but she had already made her plans.
It was now 4 AM on the 18th. By 4:45, she would likely run into Thomas and Solari at the Hammer Tavern.
First, she would take them out. The punk Aian was just a small fry; she could even have Aivina deal with him later—he posed no real threat.
By morning, instead of waiting for the graduation ceremony, she would go straight to the dean to request a letter of introduction to the police station.
With the police station’s cover, she could redeem the gold pounds, move her sister to a better place, and have her stop working at the match factory.
Then, she would lay low for a while before participating in horse betting to launder the gold pounds, finally announcing to her sister that she had saved enough for tuition to attend the entrance exam in the capital, Ansu, and naturally bring her sister along, cutting off all ties with Boren.
If that happened, their peaceful days would continue, and life would only get better.
Even though she had just robbed a bank, Xia Er’s true intentions hadn’t changed. Everything she did was to protect the tranquility of her daily life.
It was time to wrap up some matters in reality.
She aimed to keep her actions within half an hour.
Because summoning the save file took 30 minutes for 5 Destiny Points, if she exceeded the time limit by even a second, she would lose those precious 5 points.
Losing 5 Destiny Points meant losing 125 gold pounds!
That was the equivalent of her sister’s hard-earned wages over nearly four years of relentless work without food or rest!
Xia Er shifted her gaze back to the system interface, opening the system screen to check the upcoming simulation.
She wanted to see the timing of the next simulation; if it was close enough, she might even have the energy to enter the simulation again and take them out.
That would be the safest approach.
But unfortunately, Xia Er’s wish was dashed. The timing for the next simulation was stuck at a very awkward point—6:30 PM on the 19th, just a minute shy of her original death time.
She had already been there three times, and there was no point in going again. Now that she held the contract with Aivina, as long as she built a friendship with her, killing an ordinary person wouldn’t raise any suspicions.
It seemed the 5 Destiny Points for the contract couldn’t be saved...
Xia Er closed the simulation interface and opened the shop, directly spending 5 points to redeem the Eye of Order contract.
A flash of silver light appeared, and the familiar ancient parchment materialized in Xia Er’s hand, the hieroglyphic eye at the top emitting a faint blue glow.
It could function normally...
Xia Er placed the contract into the system warehouse, occupying one slot. Keeping it here was the safest option, and no one would discover it.
In the time that followed, Xia Er began to meditate, quietly waiting for 4:45 to arrive.
While she could have acted sooner, waiting until the time of the simulation to kill them was the most prudent choice.
A quick murder plan brewed in Xia Er’s mind.
As the time drew closer, her nerves began to tighten, but soon, that tension was quelled by her ability to think calmly.
In the simulation, no matter how many times she failed, Xia Er knew she could always start over; she could face failure and death without fear.
But in reality, one misstep could lead to disaster.
A single mistake would require countless simulations to make up for.
In the cycle of tension and calm, Xia Er’s emotions began to numb; she hardly felt nervous anymore.
When the system time displayed 4:44, Xia Er opened her eyes and accessed her character save.
“No.2.”
Xia Er whispered.
---
Chapter 30: Breaking the Fate of Death (Part Four)
The silver card was pinched between Xia Er’s fingers, and as the card shattered, her body seemed to ignite, enveloped in deep crimson flames.
She was wrapped in fire, yet the mattress beneath her remained untouched.
The searing flames felt as if they were burning into her soul, and the shadow behind her twisted and struggled in the dark red fire, eventually being covered by black flames.
Xia Er slowly raised her hand to her face; the mask hadn’t been brought along. Now, she was wearing the dress she had donned during the bank robbery as No.2.
It was still convenient for movement.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t bring the bag of money with her; it seemed only the character’s clothing and accessories would appear.
Xia Er rolled off the bed, pulled back the curtains, and opened the window beside her bed.
A shadow emerged from her own, lifting Xia Er and leaping silently from the second floor, landing without a sound.
Xia Er crept toward the alley ahead, the shadow slithering along the ground like a snake, slipping into the shadows on the opposite side.
Xia Er entered the alley, where a cap-wearing follower named Bo Er stood with his back to her, a handgun in hand, facing an unseen abyss behind him.
He had already been startled awake, but despite exerting all his strength, he couldn’t move. His muscles were tense, sweat beading on his forehead, his throat feeling constricted.
Bo Er had heard footsteps behind him but couldn’t turn to look.
He felt the gun in his hand, and in terror, he realized his body was moving forward against his will.
And so, a bizarre scene unfolded in the dead of night.
A man, stiff and moving like a zombie, walked ahead, while about twenty meters behind him followed a girl with red hair.
They maintained this distance, slowly making their way toward the Hammer Tavern on West Street.
Before long, Bo Er’s eyes caught sight of the sign for Bo Er Hotel. He watched himself walk step by step to the glass door of the bar and push it open.
Ding-a-ling—
The bell at the door jingled as it swung open, and inside, Thomas, who was about to drink a potion, looked up in surprise toward the entrance.
“Bo Er? What are you doing here?!” In that instant, sharp-eyed Thomas noticed the gun tightly gripped in Bo Er’s hand. “What the hell...”
Before Thomas could finish his sentence, Bo Er swiftly raised the gun in his right hand, his left hand resting on the revolver’s hammer, quickly swinging the hammer while pulling the trigger in sync with its rhythm.
Table of Contents
