Who can provide Luck Points for Shao Lin?!

 

“It seems the key to accessing the Final Stage is connected to these system-intervened worlds,” Xing Ye said after thinking for a long time. “You remember three of them, but there may be more. Some worlds might have hidden rules that the players never discovered. For now, let’s assume it’s three or more. We don’t yet know the trigger condition, but I encountered an intervened world as my very first high-level world—this likely wasn’t a coincidence.”

Lu Mingze tried to put himself in Xing Ye’s shoes and thought for a moment before saying, “Could it be related to your Reincarnation Bookshelf having exactly five books filled?”

Xing Ye considered it. “Very possible. I haven’t failed once since entering the game, and I achieved the true ending in every melee world. Toward the end of those melee worlds, I could feel the difficulty increasing. In the last one, if it hadn’t been for the intervention of that consciousness collective from the cemetery, I might’ve only gotten the surface ending. But due to a series of coincidences, I just happened to meet the conditions to challenge the Final Stage. That’s why my very first high-level world was a system-intervened one.”

“Even though I don’t really want to admit it,” Lu Mingze propped up his chin and looked at Xing Ye, “you really are impressive.”
The more he looked, the more pleasing Xing Ye became—even if not as handsome as himself, still better-looking than most people in the world.

Spending a lifetime with someone like this… it was acceptable.

“Since it’s a system-intervened world, we must treat it with even greater caution,” Xing Ye remarked.

“It’ll be fine—you’ll definitely win!” Lu Mingze encouraged. “Red Team’s Shao Lin has already been taken down by you. The rest of them are no threat. They can’t stir up any real trouble.”

“Not necessarily.” Xing Ye shook his head seriously. “Shao Lin isn’t that simple. Losing some chips and getting isolated won’t be enough to shake him.”

Just as Xing Ye predicted, on the night of the fourth day of the game, Ning Xinyao came crying to find Yan Hebi.

She was sobbing hysterically, squatting outside the Noble Area waiting for him. Yan Hebi was carrying out a task Xing Ye had assigned to him. When the waiter said a woman in a red dress was waiting for him outside, he felt troubled.

“If you want to see her, then go,” said Madam Lin from her seat at the card table, handing Yan Hebi a sheet of paper.

He glanced at the contents, then carefully folded the paper and tucked it away.

“Xing Ye already warned me,” Yan Hebi said. “He told me Ning Xinyao might come find me in the next few days, and he even predicted the exact reason why. Whether I go or not, the result will be the same.”
He no longer called her “Xinxin.”

“Oh? Then why is she coming to you?” Madam Lin asked.

“She must’ve lost everything. Xing Ye told me that after sowing discord among the Red Team, Shao Lin would probably be ostracized for a few days—but with his skills, that wouldn’t last long. He’d find a breakthrough quickly, and that breakthrough would be Ning Xinyao.”

Xing Ye had previously warned Yan Hebi: Ning Xinyao wasn’t as naive and straightforward as she seemed.

On the first day, when she exchanged chips, she had shouted on purpose. All the players—like Xing Ye and Shao Lin—chose to observe from the couch near the exchange counter. Ning Xinyao definitely realized that her actions would reveal her identity.

She did it to appear like a big-busted, airheaded female player—feigning weakness to lower the guard of both teammates and enemies, which would allow her to counterattack during the gambling rounds.

At the same time, she likely recognized Yan Hebi and deliberately spoke loudly to lure him out to help her. Whether he was her teammate or not, she could use that connection.

The Red Team had probably sent Ning Xinyao out to gather intel. She must’ve taken advantage of the opportunity to get some benefits from her teammates. After all, betraying someone she once had a slight affection for required some compensation to ease the guilt.

But doing that carried risks. Ning Xinyao only cared about short-term gains and didn’t realize the consequences. She seized the chance to extort her team—regardless of whether Red Team won or lost, they would eventually turn on her.

If Red Team won, with no external threat like Xing Ye, they’d fight amongst themselves—nobody ever thinks they have enough chips—so the first to be dealt with would be Ning Xinyao.
If Red Team lost, she’d be blamed for feeding them false information and become the scapegoat, the very breakthrough Shao Lin needed.

After being rejected for two days, Shao Lin would definitely seize the chance to incite Lin Si and Lu Qi to turn on Ning Xinyao. The Red Team was already falling apart; it would be too easy to provoke them. Lin Si and Lu Qi might not like Shao Lin, but they’d certainly be willing to hurt Ning Xinyao for personal gain.

What’s more, Shao Lin had the initial skill “Sweet Talk.”
It was difficult to change someone’s mind completely with this skill, but if someone already had a certain idea, the skill could easily give them a little push in that direction—just enough to make it happen.

Since Shao Lin had a skill that could alter luck, it was only a matter of time before he cleaned Ning Xinyao out.

When that happened, Ning Xinyao would definitely come back to Yan Hebi, asking to borrow money. But without any collateral, the situation would likely evolve into a gamble between her and Yan Hebi, where he would end up losing all his chips to her.

Yan Hebi said, “Xing Ye told me that if Ning Xinyao really does come to me, she must be planning to take advantage of our past feelings to drain me dry. I’m too soft-hearted with women—if I saw her, I’d probably agree. And if she just wanted to win some chips off me, I’d be willing to lose them to her. After all, in many of the past worlds, I won only because she helped me. But I can’t do that now. Her coming to me might be something Shao Lin orchestrated, aiming to disrupt the Green Team by having her win against me. I can’t drag Xing Ye down.”

“But you’re unhappy,” Madam Lin gently took Yan Hebi’s hand and said softly. “Deep down, a small part of you still hopes—just one in ten thousand—that she’s really just asking for help.”

“You noticed?” Yan Hebi blushed and pulled his hand back.

Madam Lin’s hand was soft and slender, and it felt too nice to hold—so he couldn’t allow himself to.

Since he was destined to leave, he couldn’t indulge in such feelings. He also couldn’t engage with Madam Lin with a selfish mindset—that would be disrespectful to her and irresponsible toward himself.

Madam Lin chuckled softly and whispered in Yan Hebi’s ear, “Let me help you.”

“How?” he asked.

“Do you have any passenger chips?” Madam Lin asked.

“I do,” Yan Hebi replied. “Xing Ye consolidated all the team's player chips, but after beating Shao Lin, he started giving both me and Song Er 500 passenger chips a day. He said those chips would be useless by Day 7 anyway, so we might as well use them at the casino for fun in the meantime.”

Yan Hebi had already completed the task Xing Ye gave him in just half a day, so he’d been slacking off and enjoying himself for the rest—he was actually quite content.

“Gamble with me,” Madam Lin said. “Lose 100 chips to me. I’ll go see Ning Xinyao and do something, then give her these 100 chips as a tip.”

Player chips could only be transferred through gambling or loans. But it was different between a player and a passenger. On the first day, Yan Hebi had helped Madam Lin fix her computer and received a tip of 10 passenger chips—the system recorded those chips as his legitimate income.

Madam Lin continued, “Staying on the ship costs 10,000 points or 100 passenger chips per day. Tomorrow, if she can’t pay, she’ll be kicked off. I’ll give her 100 passenger chips. As long as she hides them well, Shao Lin won’t find out. With those, she can stay one more day—enough to avoid complete despair. Then, on the last day, when everything is settled, if you still feel softhearted, you can intentionally lose some chips to her, so she can buy back her initial skill. How about it?”

It really was a good plan. Yan Hebi gratefully thanked Madam Lin.

The two of them casually played a round of card draw. With Yan Hebi’s luck, he smoothly lost 100 chips to her.

Madam Lin then walked outside the Noble Area. She asked the attendant to help Ning Xinyao—who was still crying—get up, brought her a towel to dry her tears, and even served her a cup of hot tea to warm her up.

“Pour me a cup of tea,” Madam Lin said calmly.

Looking at Madam Lin, Ning Xinyao felt like she was once again back in her old workplace, just a low-level employee. She subconsciously got up and poured the tea.

“Thank you. This is your tip,” Madam Lin said, handing her 100 passenger chips.

Ning Xinyao stared blankly at the chips in her hand.

Madam Lin smiled and said, “If you need help, I can give you 100 passenger chips a day as a tip—but don’t expect more than that.”

With that, she rose gracefully and returned to the Noble Area.

On the morning of the fifth day, when the system calculated points, Ning Xinyao was eliminated for failing to pay the daily 10,000-point fee.

“How could this happen?” Yan Hebi said in shock. “I clearly gave her 100 passenger chips!”

Xing Ye, who was eating breakfast with him, said faintly, “This means she must have made an arrangement with Shao Lin, deliberately playing the victim to deceive you. After her plan failed, she told Shao Lin about the 100 chips, and in the end, she had no chips left and was eliminated.”

Yan Hebi lowered his head and asked, “Does that mean she lost her initial skill too?”

“It’s better than staying on the ship,” Xing Ye replied.

Yan Hebi stared blankly for a moment and said, “Yeah, it’s better than staying on the ship, but her future days won’t be easy.”

But in this game, no one’s days were easy.

Yan Hebi felt down all day, and by the morning of Day 6, during the recalculation of points, Lin Si was eliminated.

The Red Team was left with just Shao Lin and Lu Qi. They had made it far, but Shao Lin’s expression was calm, while Lu Qi looked at him with a gaze full of hatred.

After eating, Shao Lin still had the energy to visit Xing Ye. He said, “Your team has been ahead all this time, I really envy you. Tomorrow is the last day. The Green Team still has three people, but the Red Team only has two. We really don’t have the advantage.”

Xing Ye glanced at Lu Qi, who was eating silently, and said, “Maybe tomorrow, there’ll only be one left.”

Shao Lin smiled, “You really know me.”

Xing Ye looked at him and said, “Shao Lin, your item skill should be able to transfer other people's luck to yourself, and your first choice should be transferring the luck of following Fate players. Right now, your team only has one following Fate player left. If you eliminate Lu Qi, and tomorrow you encounter a game involving luck, what will you do?”

“Isn’t there still you?” Shao Lin said, “Even if you try to prevent me from transferring luck, it’s not impossible, because as long as I have physical contact with the other person, I can transfer their luck to myself.”

“Is that so?” Xing Ye replied, “Then let’s wait and see tomorrow.”

Shao Lin left with confidence, while Xing Ye looked serious.

Yan Hebi, who knew everything: “…”

Shao Lin’s plan was good, but Xing Ye was a Fate-defying player! After eliminating Lu Qi, the entire game would only have Fate-defying players—who would be able to provide Shao Lin with any luck?

 

Translator : DarNan