Chapter 35
But Su Yitong had no such concerns. She wouldn’t question her friends about their divine gifts, but Yu Xunhuan was her husband, her possession, and she certainly had the right to know.
Just like the Su family would ask their employees about their divine gifts after the internal testing, it was only natural, and she felt justified in doing so.
Yu Xunhuan understood the implications behind her inquiry.
He would bet that even if Su Yitong looked down on the Yu family, she wouldn’t ask about Yu Xunge’s divine gifts. But she could directly question her own husband because, in Su Yitong’s eyes, she had the right to control everything about herself.
At that moment, Yu Xunhuan showed no signs of displeasure. Instead, he let out a wry smile and claimed he had drawn a great gift, but it was sealed.
When pressed by Su Yitong, he revealed that he had drawn an SS-level divine gift, but after coming out of the game, some of the skills had turned gray. He downplayed the unusable skills, and while Su Yitong didn’t express disbelief, her expression clearly grew more serious.
Under the pressure of possibly upsetting Su Yitong, Yu Xunhuan refrained from mentioning what the only usable skill was. Instead, he quickly changed the subject, talking about the professional skills he had learned, promising to make jewelry and potions for Su Yitong in the future, and eventually steering the conversation back to Yu Xunge’s divine skills.
If it weren’t for him, how could Yu Xunge have the chance to earn so much money?
What a pity she ran off so quickly…
**Chapter 44: Happiness Again**
Yu Xunhuan sighed, recalling how Yu Xunge had immediately informed them when she discovered the game. He couldn’t help but feel relieved; it was better that she left. He had so many options and didn’t need to resort to violence against Yu Xunge.
Thinking about how lucky he had become by cooking for passersby in the game, Yu Xunhuan decided to try a few more times. With the year coming to an end and so many Su family banquets ahead, if he could prepare something for the feast…
Weren’t those born with a silver spoon in their mouths far luckier than Yu Xunge?
But it was best to keep this under wraps from the Su family… Even though he was confident that if he told Su Yitong about his skill, she would definitely help him, he still wanted to keep it a secret. Unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to reveal it.
But now that he had bought the ingredients, he couldn’t let them go to waste. The images of Yu Qingshan and Yi Qiuguo flashed through his mind, and in the next moment, he thought of Ye Dong, who was still living in his apartment.
With a smile, he began to cook. Ye Dong had been staying with him for so long and hadn’t paid rent yet.
…
Yu Xunge had no idea that her good little brother was not only unbothered but actually relieved that she had run away.
Even if she knew, she wouldn’t be touched. What kind of kindness could be expected from a villain? It was merely treating her as a reserve supply.
After arriving in the Kingdom of Sawadika, she first used her disguise skill to transform into a bald man, then found a tour guide to help her procure some bizarre items. Money was no object, but they had to be strange—preferably with a sense of history.
The tour guide’s smile became a bit more genuine, thinking to herself that another big spender had arrived.
Then, in the next moment, Yu Xunge pulled out a pocket pistol, pressing it against her temple with her right hand, while holding a thick stack of US dollars in her left. “Do you want this, or this?”
The tour guide’s smile turned more pained than joyful as she replied honestly, “But those things aren’t real…”
Yu Xunge calmly put away the gun and seriously stated her requirements: “It can be something that has been involved in a murder, something with a long history, or something with many stories. As long as you help me find it earnestly, I’ll give you a bonus for each item—at least $500. If I’m satisfied, I’ll increase the amount, with no upper limit.”
Seeing Yu Xunge’s gentle demeanor, which didn’t seem like that of a madwoman ready to kill, the tour guide calmed down and confirmed, “I can only guarantee that I’ll tell you everything I find out, but I can’t promise that the items will be genuinely useful.”
Yu Xunge smiled and handed her a few bills: “That’s fine. I’ll be here for a week, so how much you earn depends on you.”
She had never believed in such things before, but after the game invasion, many items were related to this kind of mysticism. There were similar items in her home country, like the accumulated incense ash in ancient temples or the meditation cushions used by real monks for years, all of which had undergone changes. But those were later official items, mainly used to protect ordinary people or by the military.
She could spend her time and energy searching for these items in the folk scene, but the history of mysticism in her country was too long, and the scammers were experienced. She doubted she could outsmart them, and collecting them herself would draw too much attention.
Having enjoyed the protection of the Su family for a while, there were pros and cons. No one would easily harm her, but her every move would be noticed by those with ulterior motives. Other small families and factions were eager to know how the Su and Liang families would respond.
Most of the attention would be on the important figures of the Su family, but Yu Xunge, who had recently been in business with the wealthy, was also worth observing.
While they wouldn’t send someone to follow her 24/7, if she spent a long time collecting items related to mysticism, it would definitely attract attention. If something with a long history or a story underwent a change, her actions would be scrutinized.
After arriving in the Kingdom of Sawadika, the possibility of being pursued continued to exist, but she had delegated the trivial matters to the tour guide after disguising herself, while Yu Xunge would wander around like a tourist, shopping and sightseeing.
Perhaps she was overthinking it again, but she was used to being cautious and regretted not thinking more.
It was yet another thrilling battle of wits with the air!
“Is this a camera from a horror movie?” At that moment, disguised as a bald man, Yu Xunge was fiddling with a very ordinary instant camera. “Which horror movie?”
The tour guide rubbed her hands nervously and chuckled awkwardly, “They didn’t finish filming because those college students said they encountered something terrifying while shooting and couldn’t continue.”
Yu Xunge noncommittally set down the instant camera and looked at the other items on the table.
A tattered, blood-stained amulet, said to have been sought by a woman for love, who soon after getting it married, only to discover her husband was a scumbag. In a fit of rage, she killed him.
A wolf’s fang, claimed to have come from a wolf that had eaten many people.
A veil, once worn by a princess from Thailand centuries ago.
And… a small piece of durian shell.
Hmm… Yu Xunge controlled her expression and pointed at the durian shell, asking, “So, what’s the touching story and background behind this?”
She leaned in to sniff it and could still smell the fresh durian scent!!
Did this tour guide think her gun was unloaded?!
The tour guide animatedly gestured, explaining that this durian shell was extraordinary. When harvesting durians, one person would cut the fruit from the tree while another would catch it on the ground. Unfortunately, this durian fell and hit someone on the head, killing them instantly. The durian didn’t even manage to embed itself in the skull because the head shattered on impact.
Everyone was too busy crying and praying, no one paid attention to the durian. Later, a nearby child picked up the bloody durian and ate the flesh, but this small piece of shell was preserved.
Yu Xunge: “You’re not telling me that child was you, are you?”
Tour guide: “Not me, it was my child…”
Yu Xunge: “…”
She was wrong. How could she think she could outsmart the scammers back home and not be outwitted by the ones abroad?!
There were plenty of scammers back home, but at least they respected your intelligence. Abroad, not only were there more scammers, but they treated you like a fool!
The gun was useless!
Yu Xunge wearily waved her hand, pulled out $2,500, and placed it on the table, sweeping the pile of junk into her black backpack. She decided to abort the plan and just buy a few latex mattresses to take back home.
She was tired. With this time, she might as well train hard and prepare for the game invasion!
Less than a week after leaving her country, Yu Xunge returned home.
She still had nearly thirty million in her hands, but nowhere to spend it, which was quite troubling.
She decided to use all that money to buy gold. When asked for a reason, she could easily explain that she believed the future belonged to players, and money would depreciate, so converting it to gold was a safer bet.
**Chapter 45: Neither Little Deng nor Old Deng Will Do**
Yu Xunge even found time to run to the Yu family villa, placing the latex mattresses she had bought for Yi Qiuguo in the living room. She then declined Yi Qiuguo’s invitation to stay for dinner and headed straight to the jewelry store.
Before, when Yu Xunhuan wasn’t a player, she could certainly eat at the Yu family’s table. But now that Yu Xunhuan had… well, a fifth of a food god’s talent, she didn’t want to eat a single grain of rice from the Yu family.
From that day on, whenever someone came to Yu Xunge seeking the **Fate Gear**, she only accepted gold. One million dollars converted to gold at the current price was about 3.8 kilograms, and she simply rounded it up to four kilograms.
Su Yitong: “…” This was the first time she had heard of such rounding, and now the mere mention of gold made her feel a bit nauseous.
But the wealthy didn’t mind such trivial amounts.
After modifying their luck, many people initially worried that they were borrowing future luck. Sure, they were lucky now, but would they face misfortune later? Many were still observing, but as time passed, they realized it didn’t affect them at all. Even if their luck improved, it only allowed them to achieve their desires within a certain range; it wouldn’t let them reach their goals without effort.
The effect was akin to a person striving to ascend to the heavens, where a headwind turned into a tailwind.
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