Absurd! I Threw a Hundred Cheaters into Douluo
Chapter 169

Practically Seeking Death

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"Don't worry, you only bought five, and the luck sucked away is very small. You can make up for it after a while." Oupai comforted, "The real danger is those who have spent all their savings and still want to take a gamble. Especially those ordinary people who don't have much luck. Their luck has been sucked away, and it won't take long before they will encounter misfortune, ranging from severe limbs to family destruction."

"That's unreasonable!"

Tang San slammed the table, and the tea in the cup splashed out. His eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura. "There is such a Evil in the world! It is simply unconscionable to exchange other people's luck for so-called treasures! What is the difference between this and Evil Soul Master, who practiced by sucking human blood? There is simply a way to die!

What he hates most is people who use other people's pain to fulfill themselves. What's more, that boss is not doing business at all, but harvesting the luck of the entire mainland.

If he is allowed to continue like this, I don't know how many people will suffer disaster.

"It's not that easy." Qian Gujue shook his head, and Gold Soul Coin on his fingertips spun very fast, "Just now I tried to use my mental power to detect the boss, but my mental power was blocked by an invisible force. The measuring bomb is back. The power is very strange, with a hint of rules, and is not what our world should have at all. Let alone a few of us, even if Titled Douluo comes, I'm afraid we can't break his shop."

"And he didn't buy or sell by force." Gui Mengguan added, "Everyone who bought the cans did so voluntarily. It was their own greed that sent their anger into other people's pockets. Even if we want to, we can't control everyone's greed."

At this moment, Wolf, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Through Ning Rongrong's explanation, he also understood what was wrong:

"What'swrongwiththatman? Whydoeshestealotherpeople'sluck? Isheadarkwizardfromtheabyss?"

(What happened to that man? Why did he steal other people's luck? Is he a dark wizard from the abyss?)

Ning Rongrong was about to speak, but Gui Mengguan spoke first and replied in slightly jerky English:

"Wedon'tknowyet. Butthe'sdefinitelydangerous. Wemuststayawayfromhim, anddon'tletanyoneweknowtouchthosejars."

(We don't know yet. But he's definitely dangerous. We have to stay away from him and don't let anyone we know touch those jars.)

Wolf was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Gui Mengguan:

"Do you understand whatIsaid?"

(Do you understand what I say?)

After being in this world for so long, there are still people besides Ning Rongrong who understand what he says and can speak his language.

Gui Mengguan smiled and changed back to Chinese: "I only know a little bit about it. I used to read a few words in books when I had nothing to do. Rongrong, please tell him in detail again, I'm afraid I can't express myself clearly."

Ning Rongrong nodded and immediately explained to Wolf.

Wolf After listening, he frowned tightly and tightened his grip on the newly-launched prop at his waist. His knuckles turned white from the exertion, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

After Ning Rongrong finished explaining, Gui Mengguan looked at her and said helplessly, "It's not that I didn't tell you earlier, it's that I have to confirm first whether I saw it wrong. After all, I have only seen other methods of stealing luck in ancient books. I have never seen it with my own eyes, let alone this method."

"And you only bought five, so you didn't take away much luck, and your own Qi is very high." Qian Gujue comforted, "At most, it's easy to fall when walking and choke when drinking water. You can make up for it in ten days and a half. If you buy ten or eight more, it will be really troublesome."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ning Rongrong patted his chest happily, breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned, "But what about those people who don't know? I just saw an uncle selling his house just to buy cans. If he can't get anything out, wouldn't he have no way to survive?"

"This is human nature." Oupai sighed, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth, "We know that pie will not fall from the sky, but there are always people who think that they will be the exception. When they run out of luck, not to mention that they will not be able to produce good things, I am afraid that they will have their teeth blocked even when they drink water, and they will be struck by lightning when they walk."

Tang San's face became even uglier. He stood up and looked out the window. "No, we can't sit idly by. Even if we can't get rid of the boss, we have to find a way to remind other people."

This kind of thing is too terrible. It not only costs your money, but also your life. No matter how good the thing is, you still have to live to endure it.

"It's useless to remind them." Gui Mengguan shook his head, "If you go and tell them now that jars can suck luck, they will only think that you are jealous of them. You must know that once a gambler gets involved, nine oxen will not be able to pull him back, let alone such a thing that changes one's fate against the will of heaven? Only when they hit their heads and bleed bloody will they understand."

He walked to the window and looked at the bustling street below.

A lot of people have come to the door of Jar Shop in the distance. Some people's eyes are full of greed and expectation, as if there is a stairway to heaven hidden behind the shop.

Tang San calculated carefully. "One jar absorbs a ray of luck, and ten thousand jars are the luck of ten thousand people. If he really accumulates so much luck, I don't know what terrible things will happen."

"No, we must not let him succeed." Tang San immediately stood up and took out a message Soul Tool from his arms, "I will send a message to my mother now, asking His Holiness the Pope to send three worshipers here immediately. At the same time, I will order Suotuo City Spirit Hall Branch, block that street immediately and prohibit anyone from entering Jar Shop to buy black cans."

Gui Mengguan's voice was low and firm. "Since that boss dares to open a shop in Suotuo City, he must be confident. If you want to deal with him, you have to take a long-term approach..."

"Ah sneeze--"

Lucky Jar Shop's shop owner sneezed violently, rubbed his itchy nose, lazily turned over, and changed to a more comfortable position lying on the rocking chair.

He raised his eyes and glanced outside the shop, looking at the red-eyed ordinary people who had no money and wanted to buy jars, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of disdain.

"It must be another poor guy who is scolding me behind my back." He muttered in his heart, and then sneered, "Just scold me, will you lose a piece of meat?"

Anyway, as long as he stays in this shop, he is invincible.

This is the absolute guarantee given to him by the system. Let alone Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo. Even if the true god comes, as long as he dares to forcefully break into his Jar Shop, the power of the system's rules will be wiped out.

Wasn't the strong man who just shouted that he was going to destroy the store just thrown away by the system for more than ten meters and broke three ribs? He is still lying at the door and groaning, and no one dares to say another harsh word.

"It's natural to be willing to admit defeat." He yawned and looked at the trading points that kept beating on the system panel, feeling pleased with himself. "I didn't force them to buy. They were greedy and wanted to get rich. Who can they blame if they lose?"

He never felt that he had done anything wrong.

In his opinion, he Yao Wuji is just an ordinary time traveler. He was lucky enough to be connected to the Lucky Jar system and opened a small shop to do business.

As for stealing luck, he doesn't know at all and doesn't care.

The system only told him that he could get trading points by selling the jars. If he had enough trading points, he could unlock a higher-level prop pool, gain the power to destroy the world, and become the master of this world.

As for those who have lost all their money, ruined their families, and even borrowed loan sharks at all costs for the pot?

None of his business.

It's not like he held a knife to their necks and forced them to buy it.

ps: Free things are the most expensive. Even if they are marked with prices that ordinary people cannot touch, they are also the most expensive. If you think it is so expensive, then it is definitely not a lie. What is the difference between it and the sky-high price health products bought by the elderly? Not only will it cost you your money, but it will also cost your life. That's the truth.

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