The Unlucky One

"Is the possessed player still alive?"

Plane Consciousness was quite surprised by Liu Zhi's question. In a situation like this, wouldn't Liu Zhi normally ask how to get out of here? Why was he asking about a player he barely knew?

Liu Zhi had no choice but to ask. At last, he remembered what he had forgotten.

Black Gloves, whom he had left in the laboratory beneath the Floating Island.

Black Gloves was also a level 1 player. Since his class was Undead and he couldn't die no matter what, Liu Zhi hadn't worried about him. Liu Zhi had been busy with his own affairs at the time, so he hadn't paid any attention to what was happening in the lab.

And so, for a while, he had completely forgotten about Black Gloves, one of his subordinates.

Liu Zhi had never expected Black Gloves to be so lucky. Among all the players in this plane, he had become the last resort for that player.

Or perhaps that player's luck was simply terrible. Black Gloves was born with a restriction. His class was good, but he would always be stuck at level 4.

That was a blow to the player. No matter what he tried, he couldn't change the system's rules.

No matter how many schemes he devised or how many ways he tried to get around it, Black Gloves would remain level 4 and could never advance to level 5.

And because he couldn't advance to level 5, Black Gloves wouldn't run into the little mishap that came with that advancement—and his body wouldn't become a vessel for that player to possess.

When Liu Zhi came looking, the player was still trying other methods, hoping to get Black Gloves around the rules and advance him to level 5.

Liu Zhi