Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 1 I am a time traveler, but I am not the protagonist
"Strive for 30 days, be happy for a lifetime!"

"Strive hard for the Immortal Examination, and have no regrets in this life; climb through the Immortal Examination, and pursue excellence!"

"I can travel freely across the nine continents and four seas, and I will practice the three methods and two secrets. My future prospects begin here!"

"..."

Slogans for the Xiankao are posted in every corner of Nanshan No. 4 Middle School, and the tense atmosphere of the Xiankao seems to have affected everyone on campus.

Not only students, but even class teachers are no exception.

At this moment, Li Xiang, the head teacher of Class 10, Grade 3, is giving his students a heartfelt message:

"There is less than a month left before the Immortal Examination. Look at you all. Do you all look like Immortal Examination candidates?"

"Some people, don't give up on yourself just because you can't get into Taoism College!"

"Even if you only perform well in the literature exam, you still have a chance to go to Dao College."

"Don't tell me you really want to see your classmates around you looking like they are only 18 years old when you are 80 years old, and achieve immortality..."

Lin Mo, who was sitting in the first row, reached out his hand to wipe the saliva off his face, then raised his head and looked at the increasingly excited head teacher on the podium, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

He silently opened the book "Plum Blossom Divination·Required Course 2" in front of him, held it up to block Li Ban's saliva attack, and then sighed in his heart.

Gain immortality and stay young forever...

If these eight words had appeared in the situation he had just passed through, they would have definitely had a fatal attraction to him.

Unfortunately, he had almost lived in this world for eighteen years and had long given up hope for such illusory things as "seeking immortality".

It’s not that “seeking immortality” does not exist.

Quite the opposite.

Thousands of years ago, a fairy-tale game called "After the Chaos" merged with the reality of Diyuan Star.

In the Nine Continents, immortals are no longer found only in legends and storybooks, but actually exist in the world.

In just a thousand years, Diyuan Star has become a world where technology and cultivation coexist.

Here, seeking immortality and becoming an immortal is the ultimate pursuit of everyone.

Lin Mo, a time traveler from a parallel world, is no exception.

However, after spending eighteen years in this world in a daze, he not only did not get closer to his goal, but instead got further and further away from it.

All this is because of two words——

talent.

Even though almost everyone has a cultivation system, the number of people who can embark on the path to immortality is still rare, one in ten thousand.

Obviously, Lin Mo did not become the one among ten thousand, but became the denominator among ten thousand.

Its panel properties are as follows:
[Name: Lin Mo]

【Age of Dao: 18/108】

[Realm: Qi Refining Level 2 (249/300)]

[Spiritual Roots:
Gold (22%)

Wood (19%)

Water (20%)

Fire (20%)

Soil (19%)]

[Root bone: 15 (no special constitution)]

【Perception: 20】

[Appearance: 95 (As handsome as the reader)]

[Kung Fu: National No. 108 Five Elements Qi Training Technique, Level 2]

【Magic:
1. Basic Sword Skills (Low Grade): 112/1000
2. Fire Control Technique (low quality): 110/1000
3. Rain Bu Jue (lower grade): 109/1000
4. Kuixing Post (low quality): 320/1000]

【Evaluation: A good-looking loser. 】

……

This is his panel.

There is not a single spiritual root whose purity value reaches more than 60%. In simple terms, they are all mixed spiritual roots.

Five elements of spiritual roots, all complete, all useless.

Neither his comprehension nor his aptitude are anything to be proud of.

After practicing for more than ten years, he had only just reached the second level of Qi Refining.

If you want to be admitted to Dao College with such qualifications, there should be no accidents...

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Lin Mo's lips.

Good news: Time traveled.

Bad news: I'm not the protagonist.

Who is the “protagonist”?
Li Xiang, the head teacher, just called his name on the podium:

"You should all learn from Ye Chen. Three years ago, he entered Nanshan No. 4 Middle School as a transfer student and ranked last in the grade."

"But three years have passed, and he has practiced hard and has already broken through to the sixth level of Qi Refining, ranking among the top three in his grade!"

"With such strength, it is almost certain that he will be admitted to Dao College. How can he be lazy? He is the first one to arrive at the training room and the last one to return to the dormitory every day..."

Listen!

From the last to the top three in the grade.

From a loser to someone who was admitted to Tao College.

If this isn’t a perfect “protagonist template”, then what is?
Of course, if that were all, Lin Mo would not have called the other party the "protagonist".

The real reason is that the other party is the "Son of Fortune" certified by the system, which is a title that is more scarce than the genius of cultivating immortals.

Born out of necessity, to change destiny.

This is the characteristic of the [Son of Luck].

This is also why the other party, with “average qualifications”, was able to make a comeback.

From the last to the top three in the grade, he became one of the most dazzling candidates among the candidates taking the exam at Nanshan No. 4 Middle School.

Lin Mo turned his head to glance at Ye Chen, who was sitting in the second to last row near the window.

The latter remained calm despite the envious looks from his classmates and the praise from his head teacher.

However, Lin Mo, who has lived two lives, still caught a glimpse of pride on the other person's face.

He didn't think there was anything wrong, even if the other party was very proud and showed it in his words.

Others have the capital!
Lin Mo was nothing but envious.

The aptitude for cultivation is not something that can be controlled by humans, not to mention that he is far from perfect.

He sighed silently in his heart.

The earnest advice of the head teacher Li Xiang came to an abrupt end when the bell rang for the end of the late-night self-study get out of class. He then left the classroom with the textbook, saying "Some people will suffer the consequences".

A group of students with bitter faces were left behind, talking and complaining to each other.

"Li Ban is in the middle of the class, and he keeps talking nonsense. He can't get into the Taoist Academy. Is it because I don't want to?"

"That's right, if hard work is useful, then why do we need genius?"

"I'm so envious of Ye Chen, the son of luck. I'm afraid his future achievements will be far ahead of ours."

"It's more than just a few streets. When you died, others were still enjoying their adolescence!"

"Fuck! The sense of substitution is too strong, stop talking, I can't stand it!"

"..."

In fact, there were very few students who could be admitted to the Dao College. Lin Mo's talent was not good, and the talents of other students in the class were not necessarily that good either.

Most of the students are similar to him, with a bunch of impure spiritual roots on their panels and their cultivation speed is as slow as a snail.

高三·十班这些应考生，大约5成的境界只有炼气1层，大约3成的境界在炼气2层，剩下不到2成的学生基本都在炼气3层。

There are less than 3 people in the class who are above the 5rd level of Qi Refining.

There is only one person like Ye Chen who is at the 6th level of Qi Refining in the whole class.

Even the most common Taoist academy's admission standard is to admit people from the middle stage of Qi Refining, which is the 4th level of Qi Refining.

Those students who are at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining may be able to reach the minimum admission score of the academy if they work hard.

Don’t even think about anything further down.

That's why everyone is so envious of Ye Chen, because they all know that after leaving school, the gap between them will be beyond imagination.

Watching everyone surrounding Ye Chen and leaving the classroom, his deskmate Zhang Dahai pursed his lips and couldn't help but say:
"This Ye Chen is so lucky that he was able to awaken the title of [Son of Luck]. Now, he has really become a phoenix that flew out of a chicken coop!"

After saying that, Zhang Dahai suddenly remembered something and continued to say to Lin Mo:

"By the way, Mozi, I have an appointment with the guys in my dormitory to go to Longtan Temple to worship at the weekend. Do you want to come with us?"

Lin Mo shook his head and said:

"At the second level of Qi Refining, what's the point of praying to the gods? Can I be admitted to the Taoist Academy?"

Zhang Dahai’s cultivation level was the same as his, both were stuck at the 2nd level of Qi Refining.

Zhang Dahai shrugged nonchalantly and said:
"What if it's useful? Maybe the elders of the Taoist Academy will think that I'm extraordinary, extremely talented, and ridiculously handsome... and finally make an exception and admit me?"

Lin Mo took a look at his ordinary appearance and complained:
"I can understand being different from ordinary people and having extraordinary talents, but isn't this 'ridiculously handsome' referring to me?"

Zhang Dahai snorted:
"You know nothing about my charm!"

"Just asking you one question, are you going this weekend?"

Lin Mo shook his head: "No, I might as well stay in the training room for a while longer."

Seeing that he really didn't want to go, Zhang Dahai didn't force him, but just said:

"Okay, I'll ask for you when the time comes. No need to thank me. Loving your son is what a father should do."

After saying that, he ran out of the classroom without waiting for Lin Mo to "fight back".

Lin Mo laughed and said, "Little guy, I'll deal with you tomorrow!"
Unlike Zhang Dahai, who is a boarding student, he is a day student.

So he did not take out the Seven Wolves from his waist and immediately chase after the rebellious son to teach him a lesson. Instead, he tidied up the desk a little, walked out of the classroom and headed towards the school gate.

Just after leaving the school gate, the inspiration in Lin Mo's bag vibrated. He knew without looking that it was a message from Lin's mother.

I took it out and took a quick look, and sure enough, it was correct.

Click on the message and swipe to open the interface——

[Queen Mother]: "Little boy, have you finished your evening self-study get out of class? The peaches in the orchard are ripe these two days. I picked a basket and mailed it to you. Remember to sign for it tomorrow."

[Queen Mother]: "I spent a fake spirit stone to buy this spirit seed last year. I heard it is a new breed that has been cultivated. Eating it will be beneficial to cultivation. Eat a few more and don't let it go bad."

[Queen Mother]: "By the way, if it's really useful, tell me and I'll leave two baskets for you..."

Long messages kept coming in, until Lin Mo replied with one word: "OK", then Lin's mother paused belatedly.

But after a while, she couldn't help but send another message: "If you are tired, go back and rest early, and take care of yourself."

Lin Mo looked at the message on the screen and sighed helplessly.

Looking back on those days, he was also full of vigor and vitality.

Relying on the advantage of precocity, he did not have to pay the expensive school selection fee, and was admitted to Nanshan No. 4 Middle School, which is ranked among the top five middle schools in Xichuan Province, based entirely on his own strength.

Lin's father even held a three-day buffet in his hometown, believing that he would definitely become the first immortal student in the village to be admitted to the Taoist Academy.

At that time, Lin Mo's status in the village was slightly higher than that of the giant goose in the village chief's house that had lived for two hundred years and almost became a spirit.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

He was full of vigor and ambition back then, but in the end he was hit hard by the cruel reality!

Every time Father Lin came home and saw him, he would sigh, then Mother Lin would glare at him fiercely and he would run to the yard and sigh...

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't help but hum a few times:

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the river... Never mind, ahem."

If you are not the “protagonist”, you will easily get slapped in the face for saying this.

Lin Mo shook his head and walked towards the school gate while skillfully opening the Kuaishou app with his fingers, ready to watch some human artistic performances.

However, as soon as I opened the app, I was immediately attracted by the first short video on the interface——

Like and send blessings, may Buddha bless you...

Shit! I’m being monitored by a smartphone again!

Lin Mo complained in his heart, his fingers quickly flipping across the screen.

"You are right to see this video, in May you will..."

"You are destined to be with me. You will not get this book for no reason..."

"The name you left behind will bring you good fortune within three days..."

"..."

Why are they all!

Lin Mo was speechless. He didn't expect that even after traveling through time, he still couldn't escape the great monitoring technique.

He didn't know how many times he had liked and sent blessings on such short videos.

I have sent out the message "Receive good luck" at least a thousand times.

The results of it?
There is no such thing as getting rich overnight or rising to fame overnight.

Even the number of times you can get the "one more bottle" on a drink cap is very limited, and the highest winning amount for a scratch-off lottery ticket is no more than five yuan, but the gold-wrapped jade scam always wins the first prize...

He sighed and was about to turn off the screen when his finger suddenly slipped and he accidentally clicked on the advertisement next to the video.

A pop-up window immediately popped up:

[Ding! Do you want to install the "Deduct 1 to Increase Merit" game? ]

Does deducting 1 increase merit? Does liking a post increase luck?
Lin Mo pursed his lips and complained in his heart about this unscrupulous little game.

Just when he was about to click the fork, he suddenly remembered what his deskmate Zhang Dahai had just said.

If you don’t go to pray to the Buddha offline, can’t you arrange for someone to pray to the Buddha online?
Lin Mo didn't believe these things at first. He had clicked so many likes and sent so many messages to wish for good luck, but there was no change in his cultivation or his wallet.

However, the imminent immortal test made his already dead heart restless again.

Forget it, small games don’t take up much data…

Thinking of this, his finger moved from the fork to the installation button of [Yes].

As soon as I pressed my finger, a flash of electricity suddenly appeared on the phone screen.

Then there was a "click" sound and the phone screen went black.

Lin Mo was stunned at first, then a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Fuck! There's a virus..."

Before he could finish his words, a bolt of lightning suddenly rushed towards his face on the black screen of his phone.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

Lin Mo subconsciously closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not come. Instead, an electronic voice sounded in his ears:

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for installing and binding the "Gongde Muyu" system. ]

　New book is launched~! Please read it as much as possible. The reading data of the new book period is very important. Thank you for your support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)