Because My Luck Was Too Good

Hong Lin's first thought was:

This world has gone mad.

A Fate Weaver who was about to recruit him into the Fated's destiny returned after meeting his Lord of Grace and asked him: Do you want to become the [Prosperity] Emissary?

What kind of vibrant state of mind must one be in to ask such a question?

Are all you the Fated this crazy?

To be honest, Hong Lin wasn't particularly shocked when she heard Cheng Shi's words; she just felt that Cheng Shi's mind might be a little confused.

But when she observed Cheng Shi for a long time and realized that his expression and demeanor did not seem fake, her heart skipped a beat.

"Are you serious?"

Cheng Shi nodded with utmost seriousness:

"Yes, I'm serious. I'm asking you, do you want to become a god? Do you want to replace [Prosperity] Proxy His Divine Authority?"

"..." Hong Lin felt like she was going crazy. She couldn't help but transform into Big Cat on the spot, vigorously rubbing her face with her thick paws. Then she transformed back into human form and repeated what she had just said.

"Are you serious?"

Cheng Shi couldn't understand the purpose of the Druid's actions, but he nodded solemnly nonetheless:

"Real!"

"Can I make it happen just because I want it to?"

Cheng Shi didn't give a definitive answer, "With their support, it's probably possible."

Hong Lin's pupils contracted sharply, and she gripped Cheng Shi's shoulders tightly, her expression complex as she said:

"Who?"

Cheng Shi pondered for a moment and then spoke the truth, "Death, Deception, and perhaps Destiny."

Upon hearing these three Divine Name, Hong Lin's pupils contracted again, and her heart pounded faster and faster, almost leaping out of her chest.

Seeing Cheng Shi's serious expression, as if seeking his opinion, Hong Lin thought of many things. She suddenly froze, and blurted out in disbelief:

"Divine Envoy?"

Cheng Shi smiled, "Smart! It's that Divine Envoy, so, do you want to?"

This time, Hong Lin didn't hesitate. Suppressing her extreme shock, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Think!"

?

Cheng Shi was surprised that Hong Lin agreed so easily. When she was trying to fool her before, Hong Lin was always hesitant, but this matter was bigger and more outrageous than before, so why did she agree?

Hong Lin saw Cheng Shi's astonishment, so she smiled too, but her smile clearly betrayed her nervousness.

"Your question is terrifying, so terrifying that I almost lost the ability to think. It's as if I've returned to the moment when the [Faith Game] descended and all the strange and bizarre things appeared before me."

What, you think I don't want to?

"No, I just didn't expect you to agree so quickly. Weren't you somewhat resistant to [Prosperity]?"

Hong Lin shook her head and let out a heavy sigh.

What I resist is the inability to fight back, and what I fear is being schemed against by Him.

But if you ask me if I want to become a more self-defense-capable Emissary, then of course I would.

Otherwise, why would I struggle in this game? Isn't it all for the sake of becoming stronger?

"Isn't it more satisfying to become like them, oppressing and scheming against others, than to endure pressure yourself?"

"..."

Your angle is quite unique.

Cheng Shi smiled. He should have realized that Hong Lin was not an indecisive person; she was a warrior, a warrior who dared to fight and struggle.

Seeing that Cheng Shi's expression had finally softened, Hong Lin plopped down next to him, panting heavily.

"Quick, tell me what happened, before I lose my senses, tell me everything."

Cheng Shi was delighted, as it was rare to see Hong Lin so insecure. He told her all his plans without holding anything back.

A moment later, Hong Lin's expression became extremely complicated.

Cheng Shi looked at his friend, who was deep in thought with a furrowed brow, and asked the same question again, just like the time they stepped out of the Void.

"Do you still want to now?"

Hong Lin didn't answer him, but instead asked:

Is there enough time?

Cheng Shi was taken aback. Although his Lord of Grace had said that time waits for no one, He had neither urged him nor come looking for him, so it must be enough.

Perhaps the gods are still locked in battle on that sea of canopies, and it may be some time before they finish their fight.

Cheng Shi nodded, indicating that Hong Lin should speak if she had something to say.

Hong Lin exhaled another breath of stale air, looked at her newly made friend, the Fate Weaver, and smiled with relief.

"Cheng Shi, do you know why I believe in fate?"

"Why?"

"Because... I'm just too lucky."

"?"

That's too much, friend. Why did you hit me with a critical hit on the very first strike?

Hong Lin seemed less nervous. She lay back on the grass, looked up at the lush tree canopy above, and told her own story.

When I say I have a good life, I actually mean good luck.

I was never lucky, at least not when I was a child.

From the moment I was born, I suffered from irreversible atypical progeria. Can you imagine that when I was 12 years old, I had more wrinkles on my face than my 82-year-old great-grandmother, but my hair was thinner than hers?

All the Doctor predicted I wouldn't live past 15, but on my 14th birthday, a biology professor came to live next door.

At first, we didn't know that he wasn't a professor, but a black marketeer who was conducting illegal biological Experiment in private. However, he did manage to keep me alive with those unbelievable biological Experiment. Although I became a useless person who could only lie in a petri dish with tubes inserted and had no dignity, I did survive and lived past the age of 15.

Fortunately, my family is relatively well-off, and my parents earn money to support the Experiment, so I won't die in the jar.

When I was 16, Tao Yi moved in and became my neighbor.

This little girl is two years younger than me. She is beautiful, has a lovely voice, is lively, cheerful, and intelligent. Most importantly, she is very healthy.

My mother always felt that I lacked a friend my own age, so with her deliberate guidance and invitation, Tao Yi often came to visit me at home, and was not afraid of the jar that trapped me like a cage at all.

I am happy to have the company of my peers, even though I look more like her grandmother, or even her great-grandmother.

But I often envy her, envying her beauty and her good health.

This complex emotion lasted for several years, and my health deteriorated to the point that I could no longer even continue this Experiment.

Just when my family had lost all hope, Professor Chen, the black market dealer with extraordinary connections, obtained another drug, saying that it could keep me alive, but this drug was more expensive than the one used in the Experiment.

That year, my family business went bankrupt, and we were on the verge of running out of money to keep us afloat. But then one night, my dad won the Lottery Ticket —6 million.

Isn't that unbelievable? It was this 6 million that helped the family business recover and allowed me to continue to survive.

But I later found out that the Lottery Ticket wasn't won by him, but by Tao Yi. Tao Yi, who was still in college, used her living expenses to buy Lottery Ticket every day, hoping to win the lottery and use it to pay for my medical treatment. Who would have thought that a silly college student could win the Lottery Ticket, and that it happened to be when my family was on the verge of financial ruin that she won that life-saving Lottery Ticket.

This idiot has absolutely nothing to do with me, and that money wasn't a small amount for her family. She could have easily ignored me, but she didn't.

She didn't tell her family, but secretly slipped the Lottery Ticket into my dad's pocket. My dad, unaware of the whole story, saw that the money could save his life, so he heartlessly kept it.

Then I lived again, for many more years, and my family's business got better and better. We even had enough money to push Tao Yi to pursue her own singing dream.

But to be honest, she sang only so-so, so my mom had to let her try a different track. Unexpectedly, she became famous just by playing a little maid.

She used the first money she earned to buy me the latest medicine, even though my family clearly didn't need that kind of money at the time. Sigh...

Later, this terrible illness could no longer be delayed. Even my mother, who had always had the most confidence in my recovery, gave up. They cried and prepared for my funeral, and then...

The "Faith Game" then began.

"..."

"So you can guess why I chose [Prosperity], and why I thank Him, because He helped me get back on my feet."

At the Starting Point of Life Path, there are three Tokens: the green branch of prosperity, the Daggers of Decay, and the Dice of Destiny.

When I learned that the green branch could restore me to my original state, I didn't even glance at the other two things.

Hong Lin chuckled self-deprecatingly, then turned to look at Cheng Shi beside her:

"Now you know why I believe in fate. My first half of life is proof of good fortune."

That's why I told you I'm not afraid of death, because whenever I walk to the gates of hell, there's always a hand that pushes me back.

First it was Professor Chen, then Tao Yi, and now it's you, Cheng Shi.

Cheng Shi was deeply shocked and his thoughts were in turmoil. He thought that this might be the reason why "Destiny" had given him that Dice, because He had already taken a liking to this poor man who was favored by "Good Fortune" at the Path of Fate's Beginning.

So there really are people favored by Destiny. Hong Lin wasn't fooled; she genuinely believed in destiny.

But I myself benefited from the good fortune.

"I wasn't crazy before, because I felt I had to live for them, but now that I've met you and met my the Fated, I realize I was wrong."

My good fortune should not be a backup plan, but a weapon.

So, if possible, why not? At least from that vantage point, I can better protect my friends.

Wouldn't it be better to grant my friends the Divine Authority to prosper forever if Proxy their behalf?

Cheng Shi laughed, a hearty laugh, and even clapped his hands. As he clapped, he activated the [Floating Dream of the Sea of Memory], writing the story of the Fungus-Footed People and the Divine Envoy into the history of the Isle of Hope.

Seeing Cheng Shi making a move, Hong Lin suddenly asked a question.

Will we die?

This is a heavy question, because this is not a problem that can be solved by some fragment of [Order]. This gamble must be all in, and there is no turning back.

Cheng Shi, but at least under his Lord of Grace's protection, even if he died, he shouldn't die too tragically.

So he nodded "firmly": "No, definitely not."