[Wait, why do I feel like the host’s words have so deeper aning?]
[I have the sa feeling.]
[The host ntioned the concept of ’borrowing luck’ earlier, and now she’s saying this... could it be that she’s trying to tell the one with fate that the person borrowing his luck is actually his roommate!]
Jiang Ci’s eyes widened instantly, and he inhaled sharply.
Seeing the speculations in the comnts, his first reaction was to look at Mu Yunchu to verify whether their words were true or not.
Upon seeing the latter nod slightly, he stood up excitedly.
No wonder...
It seems like everything makes sense now!
He never understood why he suddenly lost his popularity.
And why his roommate, who is inferior to him in every regard, inexplicably gained imnse wealth.
Foolishly, he thought it was ’fate defined.’
But no!
It turns out he was lending his own fate!
Because of the sudden movent, the red plastic chair behind him crashed to the ground.
The bedroom door swung open again following the noise.
His roommate stood at the door, looking at him with concern while an imperceptible glee flickered in his eyes.
"Jiang Ci, what’s wrong with you?"
Looking at the rickety chair bought for a few bucks at the sundry store, his emotions were more evident, but he spoke with feigned concern.
"I told you not to go for cheap chairs like that."
"I recently made so money. Once my new ergonomic chair arrives, I’ll give you my current office chair."
Jiang Ci stood still.
He didn’t even lift his head.
Because he could imagine the expression of charity on the other’s face.
The online community feared he might lose his temper and confront his roommate, watching nervously as their hearts pounded in their chests.
Fortunately, Jiang Ci rely set the chair right and sat back down in silence.
He took a deep breath, cald down, and looked at Mu Yunchu again.
There were still many puzzles left to solve, and he knew clearly that if his roommate truly borrowed his luck, confronting him directly on the spot wouldn’t make him confess.
"Host... is there any way I can resolve this now?"
Mu Yunchu didn’t directly answer his question.
She wouldn’t make rash assertions before confirming the facts.
"Do you have a photo of him? Let take a look."
Jiang Ci thought for a mont and found a photo on his phone that they had taken while out together.
Upon seeing the person, Mu Yunchu’s eyes darkened further.
"This person’s facial features are flat and narrow, with scattered and untidy eyebrows, indicative of an unfortunate fate. From a young age, he’s shown rebellious behavior, often involved in petty thievery, showing early signs of a deviant character.
Growing up, his mind hasn’t steered towards the right path, often harboring sinister intentions, opportunistic and lacking perseverance.
His wealth palace is damaged, making it difficult for him to accumulate wealth in his lifeti; even minor gains hardly suffice for sustenance, and riches and honor are entirely out of his reach. Moreover, he leads a hectic life, dealing only with trivial matters, unable to achieve great success; achieving basic sustenance is a fortune in itself, destined to lead a mundane life."
With a few subtle words, Mu Yunchu recounted his life story.
No matter how complex the words were, everyone understood one thing.
Jiang Ci’s roommate was destined to a life devoid of wealth.
This further verified what Mu Yunchu had said earlier.
She paused slightly, "Did you ever say you’d lend him your luck?"
Typically, in such situations, no matter how great the opponent’s divine skills, it’s difficult to snatch luck directly.
They need a ’pretext.’
Similar to a weasel seeking sealing or Bi Gan seeking sincerity.
Legend has it that when a weasel reaches a certain level of cultivation, it will stop passersby in specific scenarios, standing upright like a human, asking questions like "Do I look human to you?"
If the passerby answers "like a human," the weasel might use that "human air" to break through the bottleneck in its cultivation, gaining higher spirituality or even transforming into human form;
The latter has a similar intention from a certain perspective.
No matter which it is, they at least need a ’response’ from your mouth.
Jiang Ci sat dejectedly in his chair, a continuous chill creeping up from his soles; even in the height of sumr, he felt inexplicably cold.
"I..."
"I think I might have."
[What??]
[Oh, fate-bound one, how could you be so confused!]
Hearing that he agreed to it himself, the netizens began to scold him one after another.
[Are you out of your mind, how could you agree to such a thing lightly.]
[Don’t know if you guys have heard, but there’s a saying in my hotown called ’avoiding bad ons.’ You can’t speak negative words randomly, otherwise they might actually co true!]
[I’ve heard of it too! Every ti I say sothing like ’I’m so annoyed,’ ’I’m so tired,’ or ’I’m so broke,’ my mom hits .]
Jiang Ci felt wronged and said, "I really didn’t think of it like that."
"At the ti, I just felt he was really pitiful, unable to even afford a al soon. After a few drinks, I wanted to comfort him.
Then he suddenly said, if only he could have half my luck. He asked if I was willing to share so of my luck with him."
"You guys tell , how could I seriously consider such words."
At the ti, he thought if saying such words could make him feel better, he agreed without thinking.
After all, luck isn’t sothing you can give just because you say so.
"But I didn’t think the consequences would be so serious."
After speaking, he sat down in defeat as if collapsing into the chair, not daring to relax his muscles, lest he fall off the chair.
[That makes sense. Who would’ve thought a joke could actually co true, almost impossible to guard against.]
[What’s the difference between this and those swapped-at-birth stories in novels, he’s enjoying the glorious life ant for the fate-bound one. If he hadn’t connected with the host today, he might never have known about this in his lifeti.]
[Host, please help him, he’s so pitiful.]
[That’s theft! It’s theft!]
[But you can’t really bla them; the roommate didn’t know the casual joke would co true. Didn’t he just express concern over the fate-bound one’s discomfort with the chair?]
But Mu Yunchu shook her head, coldly saying, "No, for him, this wasn’t an accident."
Jiang Ci: ???
"What I an is, he deliberately lured you into saying those words to complete a certain spell’s closure."
[!!!]
[What kind of person is this, with such a malicious heart!]
Various emotions swirled and clashed within Jiang Ci’s heart.
But he knew now wasn’t the ti to wallow in sorrow.
Since Mu Yunchu could speak these words, she must have her abilities.
"Host, can you help solve this?"
"As long as you can..." he cut himself off midway, "Though I’m indeed quite broke right now, I swear, once I prosper in the future, I’ll definitely co back to repay you."
Jiang Ci had placed all his hope on Mu Yunchu.
"I can."
She really could unravel it.
"But there’s no need for repaynt."
"You’ve already paid the consultation fee."
Before Jiang Ci could speak again, Mu Yunchu lowered her eyes, thinking for a mont, then asked:
"Has your roommate given you anything recently?"
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