Chapter 3 of 10

Chapter 3

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"What time is it? My dear mother, I'm going to be late, my bonus for this month! You two bastards, who turned off my phone!"

"Your phone probably ran out of battery! Get lost, go on! I don't have breakfast for you!"

"You little brat, remember this!" Xu Zhiwei ran a few steps, then turned to look at Fang Shi and said, "Shi, that thing really isn't reliable, think it over again. You always come up with ideas on the fly, can't you be more grounded!"

"Go on, my life, I decide!"

"Don't forget your brother!"

"If I didn't have that unlucky brother, I would be as grounded as you. Get lost!"

Fang Shi first drove Xu Zhiwei out of the room, and the room seemed much more spacious. He looked at Jiang Dazhi, who was occupying the bed, and the peanut shells and beer bottles scattered all over the floor. Fang Shi frowned, but couldn't figure out how these three big men managed to sleep last night.

After Fang Shi took the garbage and empty bottles to the trash bin downstairs, he bought two steamer baskets of small buns and two cups of soy milk at the alley entrance and went back upstairs. He found that Jiang Dazhi, who had been sleeping like a dead pig just a moment ago, was now lively and playing with his phone.

"You little brat, were you pretending to sleep again? Why do I always fall for it!"

Fang Shi threw the breakfast on the small table by the bed in a bad mood, then went to the small kitchen to take out a bottle of chili sauce, which he slammed on the table with a thud.

However, the usually talkative Jiang Dazhi had no reaction to Fang Shi's complaints, which was not normal!

"Dazhi, Dazhi..."

Jiang Dazhi shivered, looked up at Fang Shi, and instinctively shrank back, showing a look of fear.

"What's that look! I have no interest in you, why are you so scared!"

Jiang Dazhi seemed to come to his senses, took a big breath, and sized up Fang Shi, "Bro, I have no interest in you either, but Master! Please guide your disciple, I'm still a virgin! If I can get a beautiful woman, I'll definitely repay you!"

"Get lost! What's wrong with you this early in the morning!"

"No, Master! Look at this news!"

Jiang Dazhi handed his phone to Fang Shi, who stepped back and took the phone, reading aloud, "Snowden reveals more, claims Hong Kong's network was invaded by the US..."

"No, the next one!"

"A street murder in Pengcheng, the culprit chased and killed passersby with a knife... This kind of thing is not common, but it's not rare either! The society is restless and full of anger..."

"Look at the address, the address! The location of the incident!"

"Early this morning, a murder occurred at a large food stall at the entrance of Xie Xia Village in Hugang District... Damn! It really happened!"

Fang Shi was very excited, of course, not because someone was killed, but because he had accurately predicted a tragedy. If he hadn't evacuated in time yesterday, he might be the dead person in today's news! Is this considered avoiding misfortune? Is it?

"Shi, what's that look? Are you okay? You're excited about a death?"

"No, no, just... hehe... you know!"

"I don't know, but did you really foresee something would happen yesterday? Do you have some family secret technique, or did you gain some special ability after being struck by lightning?"

Fang Shi looked at Jiang Dazhi's strange eyes and shivered. This guy's mouth is really venomous, hitting the nail on the head.

"Hehe... how could that be! Actually, it's all about observation. These security guards get drunk and cause trouble when they drink. It's not the first time something has happened, but I didn't expect it to be this bad this time."

Fang Shi laughed dryly and explained. Jiang Dazhi looked at him suspiciously. Fang Shi shrugged, showing a "believe it or not" attitude, opened his foam lunch box, took out a pair of disposable chopsticks, and put a bun in his mouth.

Jiang Dazhi still stared at Fang Shi, making him feel uneasy. What if this guy really discovered his secret? Would he kill to silence him!?

"Shi, you forgot the chili sauce!"

"Uh, can't I not eat it today?"

"Then why did you take it out?"

"To give it to you."

"Did you forget that I don't use chili sauce for small buns? I use vinegar!"

"Uh... can't I forget it!"

"Are you holding your chopsticks the wrong way?"

"I like it, what's it to you?!"

"You just ate a used tissue, not a bun!"

"Spit, spit..."

In the eerie atmosphere, they finally finished breakfast. Jiang Dazhi wiped his mouth, sighed, and said, "Shi, if you really have the ability, go for it. Life is yours, do what you want. You can't let others tie your feet. There's a story about a hawk with its feet tied..."

"Get to the point!"

"Okay, I support you becoming a master. But when you achieve enlightenment, remember to improve my love luck! Ha ha..."

Saying this, Jiang Dazhi patted Fang Shi's shoulder hard, turned, and laughed as he went down the stairs. Fang Shi watched the sound of his footsteps disappear in the narrow corridor and the bold lyrics of "Let's Go," and couldn't help but smile. This is what brothers are!

Fang Shi returned to his room and tried to calm down his still excited heart. Yesterday's two consecutive predictions were successful. In the daytime, the fortune-teller's luck value was -5, and he ended up unconscious. Last night, the security guard's luck value was -12, and he ended up dead.

So, can it be confirmed that once the luck value drops below -5, a person will have a significant accident? If so, can I use this ability to make big money? This is the key!

Fang Shi sat on the bed, deep in thought. Although Xu Zhiwei said Fang Shi comes up with ideas on the fly, Fang Shi is not entirely impulsive. At least he plans carefully, making sure he understands how to start. In fact, Fang Shi considers himself a very rational person. Each choice has a clear goal, even if these goals seem unreliable to others.

Thinking about this, he realized that he and Dazhi and Weiwei might have misunderstood Yan Huifang. Perhaps Yan Huifang didn't hide or conceal anything; it's just that he couldn't understand her choices or put himself in her shoes.

Fang Shi sighed and realized he was off track, so he quickly pulled his wandering thoughts back.

If he really can see people's luck, he can certainly make full use of it. The key is whether people with a luck value above -5 can avoid misfortune by taking proactive measures. If so, his business will succeed.

The second step is to find rich people with bad luck. Powerful people... that seems more complicated. It's better to start with rich people. At least, if something goes wrong, he won't be seriously implicated.

The third step is to package himself, and... well, thinking too much now is pointless.

He shook his head hard, slightly organized his thoughts. What he should do now is confirm whether those with bad luck can avoid misfortune through proactive measures.

After confirming this, Fang Shi realized another issue. His ability is an active skill, which he must consciously activate in his mind. There are also usage limits, seemingly only twelve to fifteen people per day. More than that, and he would be on the floor. Fang Shi had already tested this himself, and it was definitely not fake. He guessed that this ability isn't free but requires some kind of consumption, perhaps mental energy?

However, how can he ensure that the twelve to fifteen people he sees each day are all unlucky? This is a very troubling problem. If the efficiency is so low, relying on luck to find targets, when will he complete the first stage of his plan?

If he can't find a way to make money in a short time, he might as well listen to Xu Zhiwei and find a job at a repair shop. His savings won't last long.

No! No! It can't be like this.

Although Fang Shi isn't very smart, his observational skills are good. In his heart, he always felt something was off. Things didn't seem to be as he thought.

He frowned and thought hard, carefully recalling everything that happened yesterday. Why did he encounter two unlucky people yesterday?

Right! That's it. Yesterday, he accurately predicted two unlucky people, which means there must be a trick. As long as he carefully recalls why he noticed these two people and not others, he can find a more efficient method.

Fang Shi got excited and carefully recalled the common points of the two unlucky people he discovered yesterday. After a lot of thinking, he suddenly felt something in his mind connect. He seemed to understand some of the tricks, but he couldn't describe them exactly. It was truly something that could only be understood intuitively.

Roughly, it has to do with the people's complexion, expression, and overall aura. Everyone can feel an aura, which is more intense in some people and almost non-existent in others. Fang Shi's discovery is the same. When he is attracted by a strong, uneasy aura, that person is usually an unlucky one!

Fortunately, Fang Shi doesn't have a strict requirement for accuracy. As long as he can be as accurate as possible, a higher accuracy rate will effectively shorten the time for the first stage of his plan.

After thinking all this through, Fang Shi changed his clothes and was ready to go out, feeling spirited. With a goal, he was full of energy. Even the neighbors, who didn't know him well, felt that this young man was particularly energetic today!

In fact, for a poor person like Fang Shi, what could be more exciting than hope!

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