Plague God Possession

Lin Zijian and the others had barely sat down when a chill ran through him. He frowned. It was still early autumn, wasn't it? Why was it so cold?

Lin Zijian didn't give it much thought. No one would have.

Once the dishes arrived, the group began eating, drinking, and trading toasts...

From a distance, Shen Bing and his friends caught bits of their conversation: the Nancy Building, its exterior walls, some project worth hundreds of millions.

None of it had anything to do with Shen Bing, so they paid no attention.

Lin Zijian was a rich, handsome guy with far too many advantages over losers like Shen Bing and his friends. Take the dinner table: although he hadn't graduated yet, he handled himself with perfect manners and poise.

He looked nothing like a student. He could have passed for someone with decades of experience navigating the world.

But when Brother Yu accidentally put too much force into serving himself, a tender piece of fish coated in sauce flew straight into Lin Zijian's face. His effortless composure vanished.

The fish broth was a little hot, but what Lin Zijian couldn't bear was the humiliation. If anyone else had done that to him, he would have flown into a rage.

But it was Brother Yu who had made the mistake—Brother Yu, whom even Lin Zijian had to curry favor with. He was furious inside, yet he had to force a smile and act as though it were nothing.

"Hahaha..."

"Old Shen, you called it. Karma came fast!"

Wang Bo was the one laughing, and Sun Li was the one teasing. As for Old Yang, he quietly enjoyed the sight of everyone across the room scrambling to clean Lin Zijian's face...

Unlike the three of them, who were simply enjoying the show, Shen Bing was shaken to his core.

So it was true! Plague God Possession really was something else. The way that piece of fish had leaped, curved through the air, and struck its target dead on proved one thing: Lin Zijian had become incredibly unlucky!

"You guys, how can you laugh at someone else's misfortune? Young Master Lin was just a little too eager to eat that fish!" Shen Bing drove the knife in deeper. He didn't speak loudly, but several nearby tables could hear him, including Lin Zijian's.

Lin Zijian couldn't lose his temper. If he did, what would that say about Brother Yu? After all, Brother Yu had been the one to "bestow" that piece of fish upon him.

He had no choice but to swallow his anger, though Lin Zijian now hated Shen Bing and the others with a passion.

While smiling and chatting with Brother Yu, Lin Zijian secretly considered how to teach Shen Bing's group a lesson. Distracted, he picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. Then...

"Urgh... urgh..." Lin Zijian suddenly clutched his throat, his face twisted in pain.

"Zijian, what's wrong?"

"Young Master Lin, what happened? Don't scare us!"

Everyone at the table was startled. To their horror, Lin Zijian's face turned deathly pale within seconds...

They were all children of wealthy families. None had dealt with anything like this, and for a moment, they were at a loss.

Fortunately, Brother Yu reacted quickly. "Call an ambulance! He's probably got a fish bone stuck in his throat."

A fish bone stuck in his throat? That was normal enough for a child eating fish, but a man in his twenties was bound to draw some strange looks.

Besides, could an ordinary fish bone leave someone in this state? Had it pierced his throat?

The restaurant manager and staff rushed over, equally frightened by the sudden turn of events. The owner seemed to know Brother Yu, and the thought of his identity filled the owner with dread.

It might have had nothing to do with him, but if something serious happened to this young man, he would surely pay for it.

There was little he could do. The restaurant had plenty of tricks for dealing with fish bones stuck in throats, but they had never seen a case as severe as Lin Zijian's.

"He really must have done a lot of bad things to earn this kind of bad luck..." Old Yang remarked calmly, then went back to savoring his meal.

The ambulance arrived quickly, but Lin Zijian's face had lost all color. Even the doctor was startled. For one fish bone to cause this much trouble was bizarre.

Did I accidentally get this guy killed? Shen Bing glanced at the Little Black Cat curled up in his lap and muttered the question aloud. Still, he felt no regret.

Lin Zijian was loaded into the ambulance, and Brother Yu and the others could hardly stay to finish their meal. Brother Yu and one other person squeezed into the ambulance to accompany him to the hospital. There was no room for everyone else, so they had to take taxis.

Just when Shen Bing thought it was over, the ambulance pulled away and reached the intersection. Bang! A minibus came from the side and slammed straight into it.

The ambulance's warning lights kept flashing, impossible to miss.

Shen Bing saw the collision through the restaurant entrance and couldn't help feeling sorry for the ambulance. It had been dragged into Lin Zijian's bad luck.

He would have to be careful whenever he used Little Doudou in the future. The effect was downright terrifying!

What Shen Bing didn't know was that of the nearly twenty people aboard the ambulance and minibus, Lin Zijian was the only one injured in the crash. His leg had been caught between the stretcher and the side of the vehicle, leaving it fractured...

After the crash, that ambulance could no longer take Lin Zijian to the hospital. The hospital had no choice but to send another vehicle to pick everyone up, including Lin Zijian, who had now suffered a second injury.

The poor unlucky guy. Who knew whether this would leave him traumatized?

After dinner, Shen Bing and his three friends returned to school.

Wang Bo and the others had no idea Lin Zijian's bad luck had anything to do with Shen Bing. To them, it was just another story to tell over a meal. Shen Bing, however, was full of anticipation.

A little cat he had extorted was already this powerful. And the world connected to his phone was the immortal realm! Just think of the Howling Celestial Dog, or the Grand Supreme Elder's green ox...

All right, Shen Bing admitted he was getting ahead of himself. He had no way to get his hands on Immortal Beasts like those.

Back in the dorm, Shen Bing lay down on his bed and started fiddling with his phone. His earlier idea of introducing his roommates to the game had long since flown out the window.

This wasn't a normal game at all!

His character was still on the Floating Island. After a little experimenting, Shen Bing had figured out that the way to leave was the Novice Teleportation Talisman the system had given him.

Before, the Novice Teleportation Talisman had displayed only its name. Now a parenthetical "2/3" had appeared after it.

That meant the Novice Teleportation Talisman could be used three times, and he had two uses left.

The Novice Teleportation Talisman's first use had taken him to the Plague God Hall.

Having worked out what the Novice Teleportation Talisman did, Shen Bing set it aside for now. What interested him most was the Treasure Pavilion.

Yes, the Treasure Pavilion. What a tacky name! It was the pavilion-shaped icon Shen Bing had earlier dismissed as a cash shop.

Shen Bing wasn't complaining anymore. In fact, he hoped the shop carried even more precious items. It would be perfect if it sold treasures like Peaches of Immortality or Ginseng Fruit.

He opened the Treasure Pavilion eagerly, only to find himself on the verge of cursing. There were just two items inside.

What a rip-off! This is supposed to be the Treasure Pavilion? It's more like a beggar's den! Shen Bing cursed inwardly. When he saw that one of the two items was called a Teleportation Talisman, his heart sank further.

He had more or less figured out what the Teleportation Talisman did: it was for travel within the Immortal Realm and couldn't transport anything to the real world. That meant only the final item could benefit him in reality.

At least the listed price wasn't high: one Immortal Jade.

"Aperture-Opening Pill: Consuming it greatly increases brain development, potentially up to 50%, and grants perfect recall. Purchase price: 10,000 Immortal Jade. Your first purchase from the shop qualifies for a special price of 1 Immortal Jade."

Shen Bing was frustrated. It wasn't that the Aperture-Opening Pill was bad; on the contrary, it was extraordinary.

After all, the average person used only around three percent of their brain. Imagine raising that to fifty percent. The result would be incredible.

But it wasn't what Shen Bing had hoped for! The world inside his phone was the immortal realm. Shouldn't its shop sell things like Nine-Revolution Golden Elixirs? Swallow one, and you'd ascend to immortality in broad daylight! Or a Peach of Immortality that let you live as long as heaven and earth.

Compared with treasures like those, the Aperture-Opening Pill seemed downright underwhelming!

What frustrated Shen Bing most was that the special-price privilege applied only to his first shop purchase, and the price was just one Immortal Jade.

If a Nine-Revolution Golden Elixir, a Peach of Immortality, or a Ginseng Fruit had been sitting there instead, that would have been incredible.

As things stood, buying large quantities of immortal treasures from the shop wasn't realistic. He would have to rely on quests and hope their rewards were more generous.

He had no idea whether they would be. He hadn't completed a single quest yet.

That was all there was to see in the Treasure Pavilion. Shen Bing turned his attention to the last icon, the one depicting an eye.

An endless world seemed to lie within its pupil.

"Eye of Truth? What's that supposed to be?"

Shen Bing tapped the icon. His Inventory opened, with an additional slot on the right bearing a mysterious symbol. Below it were the words "Analyze."

Apparently, he was supposed to place an item from his Inventory into that slot to analyze it.

But what did "analyze" mean?

Shen Bing was a man of action. He dragged the only item in his Inventory, the Novice Teleportation Talisman, into the slot and tapped "Analyze" without hesitation.

"First-time analysis is not restricted by system level. Confirm analysis of Novice Teleportation Talisman?"

"Confirm!"

Another progress bar appeared...

Before it had even reached two percent, Shen Bing regretted his decision. What if the talisman vanished during analysis? What would he do then? How was he supposed to keep playing?

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