Chapter 2

Zhang Jian rubbed his left wrist fiercely with his right thumb. When did he get this mark? He had taken a shower before going to bed last night.

"Welcome, host, to the Spirit Gourd Space. Would you like to draw a reward now?" A voice suddenly echoed in Zhang Jian's mind, startling him so much that he jumped back, hitting his head hard against the wall.

"Damn." Zhang Jian clutched the back of his head, gritting his teeth to endure the pain.

"Who, who is speaking?"

"Hello, host. I am the spirit of the Spirit Gourd Space."

"Where are you? Why can't I see you?"

"I am on your left hand. Can't you see me?"

Left hand? Zhang Jian looked down and saw that the gourd mark on his wrist seemed to be glowing brighter. Could it be? Such a cliché thing happening to him?

Although he enjoyed reading novels on websites during his free time and envied the protagonists who obtained extraordinary treasures, he knew that such things came with a high price. He had heard that many hosts were eliminated because they couldn't harmonize with the treasures or failed to complete the tasks assigned by the treasures.

However, for someone who had just lost his job, starting a new life might not be bad. What if he became one of those protagonists and soared to success?

"Is this mark you? How did you get on my wrist? Can you come out? I'll buy you a pretty lanyard, okay?"

Zhang Jian felt that having the mark on his body gave him a sense of being controlled by someone else. If it were hanging from his waist or neck, he could just throw it away if he didn't like it.

"I'm sorry, but no. The Spirit Gourd has already bonded with your blood. The bond can only be broken if you lose more than 50% of your blood."

Losing more than 50% of his blood? That would mean certain death, right? Even losing 30% could be fatal. Losing half would turn him into a dried-up corpse.

"What do you mean by drawing a reward?" Zhang Jian thought, life is like rape; since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it.

He felt powerless to resist, so he might as well see what benefits there were.

"Drawing a reward is a form of reward given by the Spirit Gourd Space to the host. It includes seven categories: abilities, magical treasures, money, pills, spirits, miscellaneous items, and a blank space. Each draw involves spinning the wheel, and the reward corresponding to the slot the gourd mouth points to will be given."

"Wait, I won't ask about the miscellaneous items for now, but why is there a blank space?" Zhang Jian was angry. For others, a blank space might just mean no reward, but for him, it meant nothing at all.

"This is generated by the Spirit Gourd itself, and the spirit cannot explain it. Would the host like to continue asking questions?"

"How many times can I draw a reward now?"

"Since this is the host's first time entering the space, you are rewarded with three draws."

"How can I get more draws after using up these?"

"By completing tasks assigned by the Spirit Gourd, you can earn one to three draws. Rewards can be claimed at any time, but non-reward items cannot enter the Spirit Gourd Space."

"Can I choose not to accept tasks? What if I accept a task and can't complete it?" Zhang Jian asked the question he was most concerned about. If he couldn't complete a task and was eliminated, or if he was forced to accept a task, he would be in trouble. He had no skills now; how could he complete tasks? What if he was given a task to become the head of state? Would he have to commit suicide?

"Tasks can be chosen, but you must accept at least one task per month. Depending on the difficulty of the task, the rewards and punishments will vary. The mildest punishment is losing money, and the harshest is the elimination of all related characters."

Damn, if he had bad luck and got the harshest punishment, wouldn't all his relatives, friends, and colleagues disappear? Well, if he encountered such a task, he would definitely not accept it. He would only take the simplest tasks. Losing some money was fine; he had worked for three years and had a few ten thousand in savings, which should be enough to withstand a few punishments.

"Can others see when I communicate with you? How can I contact you in the future?"

"Others cannot see when the host communicates with the spirit. However, it is recommended that the host activate the space in a place where no one is around to avoid being mistaken for being mentally ill. To enter the space, the host just needs to touch the mark on the left hand and call out."

That's good, not too difficult. Well, since he has three draws this time, he should be able to get something useful.

"I want to draw a reward."

"Please spin the Spirit Gourd yourself, or call out 'start' and then 'stop.'"

Zhang Jian looked at the wheel, which had seven sectors of different sizes. The blank space was the largest, so the probability of not drawing anything was more than one-seventh, almost one-quarter.

The six rewards were: a red figure posing in a muscular stance, a gem-encrusted ancient mirror, RMB 10,000 (which he recognized), a golden pill (hopefully not a drug), a large spider, and a small notebook, which seemed to be some kind of document.

Zhang Jian gently spun the Spirit Gourd, thinking that the gourd mouth was pointing at the blank space. With such a light touch, if he called out 'stop' immediately, wouldn't he directly draw the ancient mirror?

Even if it wasn't a magical treasure, just selling it for money would be worth millions, considering the shiny gems on it. He could buy a house and a car.

Wait, that's not right. Zhang Jian's face turned grim. He had only given it a light push, but it was spinning so fast, and he hadn't even had time to call out 'stop.' It seemed he couldn't cheat so easily and had to leave it to fate.

"Stop."

The gourd slowed down, passing the blank space. Zhang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, at least he hadn't drawn nothing. But it passed the ancient mirror too. Come on, stop. The next space was RMB 10,000, which wasn't bad and could sustain him for a long time.

Damn, it passed that too. The next space, no, it was the large spider. He couldn't keep such a terrifying pet. Not to mention what to feed it, what if it was poisonous? Would it be like the blood-sucking spiders in the Amazon?

Phew—finally, it stopped on the small red figure. What was this? A bodybuilder? According to Zhang Jian's guess, it should be an ability. What exactly was it?

"Congratulations, host. You have drawn the ability 'Super Strength.' Super Strength allows you to exert strength far beyond that of an ordinary person. It can be upgraded, and your current strength is one ton."

One ton of strength? That made him a super-strong man. Ha ha ha, he didn't expect the small red figure to be so powerful. Not bad, not bad. Even if he couldn't become an engineer, he could do many things, like working as a cargo handler at a logistics company or a mover at a moving company.

However, these weren't his ideal jobs. His ideal job would be a consulting engineer or a teacher at a training institution. Of course, it would be even better to be a landlord with rental income.

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