Chapter 128: Substitute
Lu Jinzhao pondered this in her heart; she had seen such advice on the forum before.
And based on her personal speculation, the “friendly” atmosphere at Yuncheng Station Platform was deliberately maintained by high-level seniors. If the powerhouses at other platforms didn’t intend to go with a friendly style, or were simply too lazy to manage these things,
one could imagine what the situation would be like at other platforms.
“I understand.” She nodded and briefly described her own situation.
“I just got my fate recently, and I can control shadow puppets, but they’re basically useless against ghosts because I’m still too weak right now.”
She didn’t say too much, but she didn’t lie either.
“It’s okay.” Qin Wan smiled: “Little Lu, you just need to protect yourself.”
“This mission is probably going to be pretty tricky.” As she spoke, she sighed.
“Looks like I need to set up the luck transfer ritual in advance.”
As Qin Wan spoke, she took out a copper coin from the satchel at her waist.
Luck transfer ritual?
It sounded kind of interesting.
Zhou Zimo beside her noticed her curiosity. For newcomers with potential, especially rare ones like Lu Jinzhao who obtained a fate the first time entering a high-level platform, they always gave a bit more attention, so he briefly explained:
“Qin Wan’s luck transfer ritual can help her concentrate her luck over a period of time, or swap it. If she feels this platform is tricky, sometimes she’ll first draw out the misfortune in advance to use up the bad luck in the relatively safe early stage, and then it’ll be smooth sailing with good luck afterward.”
So convenient.
“Can it swap other people’s luck?”
Zhou Zimo nodded: “Yes, but generally, don’t ask Qin Wan to do a luck transfer ritual for yourself.”
“It’s fine if Qin Wan uses it on herself, but if others ask her to transfer luck, she’ll inevitably take some luck as reward; even she can’t control that.”
This wasn’t any secret; even though a reward was required, at critical moments, quite a few people had asked Qin Wan to perform luck transfer rituals for them.
“Sometimes I ask her too. I practice spirit possession; you should know about that, right?”
Seeing Lu Jinzhao nod, Zhou Zimo continued: “It’s called invoking a god, but in my view, it’s actually more like possessed by a ghost.”
“Who gets invoked and how powerful they are actually depends on my own practice, and luck.”
“I see.” Lu Jinzhao understood.
It seemed Zhou Zimo had completed missions with Qin Wan before, and even before using spirit possession, he’d had Qin Wan transfer luck for him, invoking a relatively powerful ghost possession?
In that case, Qin Wan’s fate was very powerful.
What would it become if her fate continued to grow?
Right now, helping others with luck transfer required taking reward, so later, would it grow to directly draw others’ luck?
What about ghosts?
Do ghosts even have such a thing as luck?
Lu Jinzhao just thinking about it made her feel the terror of this fate’s power.
Luck, this thing isn’t a blade or sword, not a tangible object, yet in some sense, it has even more lethality than those things.
Even, Lu Jinzhao could casually think of places where she would need “luck,” like when searching for shadow puppet materials, or when making shadow puppets.
“That’s really impressive…” She sighed slightly.
“Indeed.” Zhou Zimo nodded: “Qin Wan is one of the more famous passengers on our platform. When people encounter her inside the platform, they’re more than willing to lend a hand.”
“After all, in terms of survival ability alone, her fate sometimes isn’t as good as ours with lower ceilings.”
In the end, everyone at Yuncheng Station Platform was looking forward to it: right now, Qin Wan helping with luck transfer required drawing luck as reward, but once she grew a bit more?
Would it still just be simple luck transfer then?
Maybe she could even directly modify someone’s luck for their entire life.
“It’s really amazing…”
Lu Jinzhao sighed again; fates were truly interesting things.
Qin Wan’s luck transfer ritual was simple and finished in no time. Right on cue, as the ritual ended, the train arrived at the station.
“Let’s get off.”
“I’ll walk in front, you two follow behind me, um, with a little distance.” Qin Wan said.
Zhou Zimo naturally had no objections, and Lu Jinzhao even less so.
But Lu Jinzhao didn’t expect that just two steps after exiting the train door, Qin Wan suddenly tripped her left foot over her right and fell flat on the ground.
With a bang, Lu Jinzhao watched wide-eyed as her knee hit the ground without any cushioning, falling hard.
“…Are you okay?”
This seemed a bit too much misfortune.
As soon as Lu Jinzhao asked, she heard snickering from not far beside her.
“What is this? Does the platform cooperating with us this time have people of this level?”
“She trips while walking; what happens when she encounters a ghost? Won’t she just trip while running and give herself to the ghost?”
Lu Jinzhao looked toward the source of the mocking voices and saw the train doors open in two places for the first time.
This door was less than ten meters from them, and three people were standing outside it right now—apparently passengers from the other platform this time.
Seeing these three, Lu Jinzhao wanted to frown, simply because the baleful aura on them was a bit too heavy.
Just from looking at one’s body movements, demeanor, and tone of voice, it was clear these three had quite bad tempers, and their mental states weren’t great.
Notably, all three were wearing custom clothes, somewhat like sportswear but more exquisite.
Two of them had uniform cufflinks and collars in blue, while the other was red.
“Fei Quan’s people?” Zhou Zimo recognized them from the distinctive clothes.
“Ignore them.” He said softly to Lu Jinzhao, then walked to Qin Wan’s side to help her up.
Qin Wan’s fall was quite painful; her knee was bleeding from the scrape, and she was already injured before the mission even officially started.
“Tch, hope you don’t drag us down. Even if you’re going to die, die far away—don’t turn into ghosts and become a burden to us.”
The woman with the red collar glanced at Qin Wan, then led the two behind her away without hesitation.
Lu Jinzhao got a clear look at her face: it wasn’t a harsh appearance, but due to the chaotic aura around her, even her features seemed exceptionally sharp. Her eyes were full of baleful intent and bloodshot, like a mentally ill person.
“I’m fine.” Qin Wan patted the dust off her clothes.
“Is this mission’s misfortune this strong? Better to use it up now.” Zhou Zimo didn’t think the fall was a bad thing, but as he was thinking that, he heard Qin Wan suddenly say.
“No, this time I swapped for good luck.”
“…What?”
“I have a feeling this mission isn’t simple. During the luck transfer, my intuition told me I needed good luck.”
So, she swapped her own luck, letting strong luck descend on her at the moment she got off and entered inside the platform.
Lu Jinzhao narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the backs of the three ahead.
Qin Wan’s strong luck made them stay here; the three who went in first, weren’t they possessed by misfortune?
