Recycling Volume Names

"Damn it!"

Feng Xue felt that since his transmigration, he had become increasingly vulgar. But was it his fault? Honestly, if you threw anyone into his situation, they wouldn't be able to keep it together, right?

He finally got the [Fate] Element, finally got the cards he wanted, so why did this happen?

As Feng Xue wallowed in self-pity, the card in front of him stopped changing. The newly formed card was still in the traditional style with the card art on the top half and text on the bottom, but some details were quite recognizable.

For example, its top-left corner had the number 75, the top-right had the annotation A-20, and at the very top of the card was a name—

Lucky Alexandrite Gemstone.

Feng Xue was no stranger to the style of this card; the False Thing "Killer Bullet" he had previously picked up, which possessed the [Destruction] Element, was in this format.

Moreover, he had a deep impression of this thing because it was a card from the classic "Greed Island" arc in Hunter x Hunter, which the protagonist group had gone through the detailed acquisition process for!

Of course, it was only not unfamiliar; after all, this thing was just a collectible in the original work and wasn't used as an Item itself.

He picked up the card and turned his gaze to the text description, wanting to check its specific attributes. But as soon as he picked it up, the card let out a "bang" and transformed into an exquisite ring inlaid with a red gemstone.

"Damn it!" Feng Xue blurted out again. It was only then that he remembered that Phantoms could usually inherit the original functions of Items, and a common characteristic of Greed Island cards was that if they weren't put into a card sleeve within a minute, they would turn into real Items and take effect!

"Unbelievable!" Feng Xue immediately activated his Golden Finger, and a line of attribute information appeared before his eyes:

Name: Phantom · Lucky Alexandrite Gemstone

Elements: [Fate], [Opportunity], [Encounter], [Mystery], [Item]

Description: A ruby of mysterious origin. Its holder will be able to experience precious experiences and life events that ordinary people find hard to comprehend, but whether it brings good fortune or misfortune cannot be guaranteed.

Remarks: Misfortune is where fortune lies, and fortune is where misfortune hides...

"Can I still throw this thing away now?" Feng Xue looked at the Phantom ring in his hand, feeling as if it were burning his hand. His first reaction was to throw it away.

And he clearly did so. Although throwing a Phantom onto the street could cause trouble, compared to those "precious experiences" whose good or bad fortune was unknown, Feng Xue felt it was better to play it safe.

After all, this Garbage Dump in the Landfill Area was so rich; he could completely accumulate a set of top-tier Secret Manuals here before making a comeback. There was no need to be a gambler.

But just as he got up, walked to the door, and reached for the doorknob, his door was pulled open from the outside.

"!!!"

"!!!"

Almost instantly, Feng Xue's body recoiled, he pulled his hood over his head, and his wrist blade popped out, ready to fire.

The person who opened his door was also staring at the scene in the room with a bewildered expression, caught in a moment of self-doubt, thinking, "Did I open this the wrong way?"

Chen Xiyao was a very typical girl from Yan Country. As the only child in her family, she bore all of her parents' expectations. She had always been the "model child" since she was young, not only living a life confined to school and home but also being enrolled in numerous extracurricular classes.

She didn't have a personal computer and wasn't allowed to go to internet cafes. She only got a mobile phone when she started high school.

As a seventeen-year-old girl, she didn't wear makeup and basically only wore her school uniform and a few tracksuits as casual clothes. It wasn't because her family was poor; it was simply because her parents felt that dressing too nicely could lead to early romance.

In a sense, Chen Xiyao could be considered an extremely standard template of a Yan Country girl, almost representing the state of a large portion of her peers.

But as a young person, she naturally had a rebellious streak, though that rebellion was usually suppressed by her studies.

Although she didn't have a computer, she still had her own ways of relieving stress, such as borrowing manga or novels from the rental bookstore outside the school, or sneaking in a couple of DVDs to watch while her parents weren't home for lunch.

However, after starting the second year of high school, her rebellion finally exploded. She couldn't quite pinpoint the reason why.

Perhaps it was because her parents stopped her allowance, citing "the second year of high school is when we start preparing for the college entrance exams," preventing her from renting books?

Or was it because discussing novels and manga with a male classmate was considered early romance?

Or was it the result of failing a minor exam?

Or was it simply that she couldn't bear this suffocating life any longer?

In short, Chen Xiyao's mentality snapped, and she decided to run away from home.

However, as a former obedient girl, this young lady realistically didn't choose to act immediately. Instead, she held it in until winter break and then, on a chilly morning, began her runaway.

But asking a girl who hadn't argued with her parents for over a decade to pull off a high-level move like running away from home on her first try was clearly asking too much. Before her parents even realized their daughter was missing, her own conscience began to trouble her.

"Will Mom worry?"

"Will I get scolded if I go back this late?"

"Is it dangerous to stay out all night?"

All sorts of thoughts swirled in her mind, eventually driving the girl, who had been away from home for less than nine hours, back to her own doorstep.

But the moment she dejectedly pulled open her front door, everything before her eyes changed.

The entryway, which should have contained a shoe cabinet and various sundries, had become a spacious living room. The exquisite decoration had changed to a minimalist style. What turned her shock into terror was the man not far opposite her, dressed in a white robe, his face hidden by a hood, a gleaming blade extended from his right hand, exuding an aura of murderous intent!

"Who are you? How did you get here? I... whimper..."

The girl's loud questioning immediately triggered Feng Xue's defensive reaction. He covered her mouth, dragged her, and closed the door, all in one smooth motion. It wasn't until the girl let out a frightened whimper under his restraint that Feng Xue realized what a terrible thing he had done.

"You should be glad I didn't instinctively go for a chokehold and kidney punch..." Feng Xue sighed inwardly, wanting to ask something, but his mind suddenly buzzed. Then, the [Knowledge] that constituted his body began to spin and collide once more.

Having gone through this twice before, Feng Xue understood that this was a precursor to a Tag being generated.

Only...

"What kind of Tag did I trigger again? Kidnapper or abductor?"