Chapter 138 125: Fortune and Misfortune

An unprecedented sense of crisis surged from within, causing Xu Xiaoyou's face to change dramatically as she retreated immediately.The surface of the Hundred-sided Dice began to transform, with its intricate mechanical components rapidly interlocking and shifting.

A flash of cold light cut through the air, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on Xu Xiaoyou's neck!

She was breathing heavily, and under the pale light, a bead of sweat slowly trickled down from her forehead.

Xu Xiaoyou's hand reached toward the blood mark on her neck, which was merely a hair's breadth away from her carotid artery. If it had deviated slightly, Tang Xin would find a fallen red-hearted you covered in blood next time she entered.

The Hundred-sided Dice was still on the table, with a strange blood-red hue fading away from its projected screen. She saw the joyous expression in those scarlet eyes and slowly closed her own.

Shrill and eerie laughter echoed in the air, lingering for a long time before dissipating.

Her chest rise and fall gradually slowed, exhaling a turbid breath, she looked at the wall behind her, which was covered in dense cracks and a bronze-colored long needle was stuck to the wall, with only its tip remaining exposed.

She reached out to pull at the needle, but it seemingly fused with the wall, hardly moving, leading her to judge that it penetrated at least several centimeters deep into the wall.

With one foot stepped into the ghost gate's sense, Xu Xiaoyou felt a wave of fear in her heart, she never expected her Mimicry would backfire when the points were too low.

She had never heard of anyone being played to death by their own Mimicry; if she had been slower in dodging just now, she would have set a historical precedent with nowhere to justify herself even in death.

Returning once more to the Hundred-sided Dice, the words on the screen changed.

"Fortune and Misfortune: 30% chance increase to draw a Xiaoji next time, 10% increase for a Ji, and 1% for a Fu."

"You have obtained one Destiny drawing opportunity."

After a moment's contemplation, Xu Xiaoyou decided to draw her luck.

The Hundred-sided Dice levitated in midair, each face beginning to spin wildly, with the sound of mechanical clicks clearly audible.

Amid the constantly shifting characters, Xu Xiaoyou barely made out eight words: Tomb, Evil, Decline, Flow, True, Gathering, Prosperity, Divine.

"Today's Fortune: Flow. Easily noticed by supernatural creatures, luck increases by 10%."

"Fortune Telling: Suitable for official duties, not for overtime."

"Alright, alright," Xu Xiaoyou gritted her teeth. "It just messed with me, and the luck isn't planning on giving me anything good, is it?"

Taking advantage of the ongoing effect of Fortune and Misfortune, she chose to draw one last time.

"Destiny Points: 50."

"Fortune and Misfortune: All creatures within a 200-meter radius are released from control and slightly enhance all attributes to enter a frenzy."

"Record or Manifest?"

Xu Xiaoyou's heart stirred, a common team battle buff skill? She didn't expect her Mimicry to have such a powerful support ability, and without even imagining, she could tell that 'slightly' would probably mean doubling the attributes.

No!

She froze and took a closer look at the description, with her gaze falling on the word 'all.'

"Hmm?"

Alright, alright, releasing all into frenzy without distinguishing between friend or foe, doesn't that mean no one gets to frenzy?

Doesn't that mean it's practically useless?

With some thought, she was relieved, realizing that when Destiny Point was drawn at 50, it's always that type of ability, benefits also come with drawbacks, opportunity accompanied by danger.

"Fortune and Misfortune, so that's how it is." She understood, writing it down for future use.

After putting away the Hundred-sided Dice, Xu Xiaoyou sat on the sofa with a mix of emotions.

Never thought her Mimicry would be this kind of dice, it's quite fitting to her personality.

"Does Mimicry link to the owner's disposition..."

After gaining a rough understanding of her Mimicry's abilities, she confirmed that it is a Mimicry with absurdly high upper and lower limits. Good luck can draw a fortune and even higher Destiny Points to instantly turn the tide of battle, while bad luck below misfortune can equally collapse any gained advantage and even spell danger for her.

The ability to gather Mimicry indicates that she has a sufficient understanding of the specialty of her profession, with Spiritual Power reaching the standard of a Two Tier Cleaner. If she applies, she can enjoy subsidies and preferential treatment from the association.

But...

Xu Xiaoyou stroked her face; she has a secret she can't tell anyone.

If possible, she would prefer not to have dealings with the association in the future.

She became curious about how the Hundred-sided Dice would change when she reached Three Tier or Fourth Tier.

If she drew the highest Destiny Points, what would happen?

At that thought, Xu Xiaoyou quickly shook her head.

She'd be thankful just not to draw the lowest value of 1; her luck has never been great.

Thinking about her fortune, Xu Xiaoyou's gaze grew clearer.

Taking advantage of the current fortune, she would solve the things that had been troubling her recently.

At night, on Rose Street,

Inside the Ocean Blue Whale flower shop, in the 319 box.

The girl's face was pretty, her waist slim enough to be held with one hand, dressed boldly and refreshingly, leaning on Xu Xiaoyou. Her merfolk face was adorned with sparkling pink dots, and her smile was charming.

Delicate fingers gently brushed Xu Xiaoyou's chin, wandering from her neck to her chest, finally wrapping lightly around her shoulders, bringing her smiling face close to her eye line, with a whispered breath:

"Why have you been ignoring me since the beginning? The night has just begun~"

Saying this, the merfolk girl picked up a piece of jade-like crystal green grape, placing it at Xu Xiaoyou's lips.

"Darling, when do you plan to start creating art?"

"Hm, right now," Xu Xiaoyou answered casually, somewhat impatiently removing the merfolk girl's arms from her, pointing to the glass stage drenched in colorful lights. "You, go there."

The merfolk girl seemed to understand something, a faint red flashed across her pretty face, and with an affected tone, she said annoyingly before walking to the glass stage where she was bathed in five-colored lights. Her body scales refracting light like glittering powder, she had a uniquely strange flavor.

"When to start..." She bit her lip, hands already moving to her shoulder strap, but was interrupted by Xu Xiaoyou's stern face.

Xu Xiaoyou selected a song on the big screen, waved her hand, and ate a grape: "Sing."

"Happy Fish, Beautiful Fish, Lazy Fish Boiling Fish."

"Don't look at me as just a fish~"

The cheerful song resonated overhead the box.

Merfolk Girl: "???"

She stood still, wide-eyed, staring incredulously at Xu Xiaoyou.

Xu Xiaoyou, expressionless, raised an eyebrow: "What, can't sing?"

"Weren't you last month's top seller in the Ocean Blue Whale, a pure and artistic merfolk girl? Show your talent, I love good sound." Xu Xiaoyou said.

The merfolk girl felt both ashamed and angry; just as she felt humiliated, Xu Xiaoyou tossed a handful of flower coupons onto the table.

"Alright, my favorite song to sing~" The mermaid girl's face suddenly softened, her tone sweetened.

"Don't look at me as just a fish~"

The song drifted out of the box.

In the corridor, a blue-haired girl frowned at the flower shop's perfume odor, passing by drunken, cheerful, shabbily dressed flower guests now and then.

Tang Xin walked on the radiant ground, and a merfolk girl pushed open a door with a disgruntled face:

"Damn, I met a psycho tonight with the weirdest freak kinks."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin paused in her steps, the merfolk girl sized her up with her eyes, noticed her attire, rolled her eyes, and walked past her.

"Come to a flower shop and pretend to be pure, tsk tsk tsk."

Tang Xin wore a white shawl blouse dress, tied with a pretty bow, holding a seashell bag in both hands, looking completely out of place here.

She drooped her face slightly, ignored the merfolk girl's words, and quickened her pace, heading to the door of box 319, where with a brief pause, she pushed open the door and entered.