The Village Chief

The night was deep.

Strands of moonlight and starlight filtered through the window into the room.

Well, Fang La's family had no oil lamp, nor could they afford lamp oil.

At night, they generally either made do with moonlight or simply went straight to sleep.

Aaron cooked some porridge with vegetables mixed with rice bran, wolfed it down, then lay on the bed and prepared to sleep.

After all, the minor injuries on his body needed proper rest to heal faster.

But all of a sudden, he sensed something. His eyes opened in the darkness, like two fine brown gemstones.

Before Aaron, an illusory screen of light emerged:

[Obtained 2 Fate points. Character Template unlocked!]

[Name: Fang La (Aaron)]

[Fate: 2]

[Skills: Divination (available), Alchemy (available), Beast Taming (locked), Sword Control (locked)... Scatter Beans into Soldiers (locked), Dragon Elephant Cannot Pass (locked), Diamond Indestructibility (locked)... Connect the Two Worlds (locked)]

"Has my golden finger finally arrived?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Aaron's lips. "Sure enough... a golden finger may be late, but it will never be absent... What exactly is Fate?"

He immersed his thoughts in the template and immediately received more information.

So-called Fate could also be seen as faith, fortune, dragon aura, influence, incense offerings, and so on. Taken further, it was power... Put plainly, they were all the same thing: how many people listened to you!

The more people listened to you, the more resources and power you possessed, and thus the more Fate you had!

When no one obeyed your orders, even if you bore the title of emperor, you were nothing but a joke!

"So Fate can also be viewed as a special kind of influence!"

"The more people I can influence into obeying my commands, the more Fate