I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 1 Why do I play mahjong when I am short of life?
At ten o'clock in the evening, the smell, smoke and sweat in the mahjong hall are disgusting. The noise from the mahjong tables is a mixture of greed, fear and hope. The tense atmosphere is exhausting.

In such an atmosphere, Feng Xue behaved very differently from others. He judged the situation and acted appropriately. Compared with those gamblers who had lost everything, the chips around him had piled up into a small mountain.

His eyes had thick dark circles under them, and the many problems caused by staying up late for so long made him look very tired.

This kind of physical condition usually occurs in gamblers who are addicted to gambling day and night. However, there is no greed in Feng Xue's tired eyes. No, there is not even a trace of focus in his eyes. He is like a mahjong machine without joy or sorrow, constantly repeating the cycle of drawing cards and playing cards.

Suddenly, this mechanical young man straightened his back abruptly, and at the same time, his opponent, who had just finished drawing the cards, had a very dark face.

He looked at the red five-tube card in his hand, then raised his head to look at Feng Xue's river of cards which was almost clearly a pure-suit hand. Cold sweat was already sliding down his forehead uncontrollably.

However, he had already stood up straight, and he had to play whatever he touched. Even though he knew that this card had a high probability of failing, he still had to grit his teeth and slam it on the table.

"Slam slam slam slam..."

He kept praying in his heart that the young man opposite him would play a smaller hand. He didn't even dare to hope that the young man would play a mixed color hand. But as the red five-tube touched the table, it was like a huge bell exploding at this moment.

A relieved smile appeared on Feng Xue's seemingly mechanical face. The neatly arranged cards in front of him fell one after another like dominoes, and with each card touching the table, it seemed like a huge wave hitting the cliff.

"Yu Wuli, Rong, the pure Nine Lotus Treasure Lantern, double the service."

"What?" The opponent's eyes seemed to be spurting blood, and his whole body jumped up, but Feng Xue just slowly put the chips around him into his backpack. The emotions that he had been suppressing for a long time could no longer be concealed.

Looking at the incomparably beautiful hand, the gambler on the other side thought of the amount he had lost with this card, and a surge of blood rushed to his head, and he blurted out:
"Little brat! You dare to fight Chun Jiu? Be careful, you only have nine years left to live!"

As soon as the words fell, the originally noisy mahjong hall fell into silence. All eyes were focused on him, and many gamblers even ignored their own card games, just to catch a glimpse of the pure Nine Lotus Treasure Lantern that was rarely seen in recent years.

However, accompanied by a cough, not too loud or too light, everyone made way. Soon, the owner of the mahjong parlor slowly walked over. He looked straight at the gambler who was talking without thinking, and his tone was calm but full of pressure:
"We're all here to have fun, so we need to know what to say and what not to say..."

The gambler, who was so excited at the moment, suddenly felt cold all over and said quickly:
"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I just..."

"Forget it, Uncle Chen. I don't believe this anyway." Feng Xue placed the bag full of chips on the mahjong table and smiled at the majestic boss.

"As usual, 30% will be used to buy everyone a midnight snack, and the rest can be counted and charged to my card!"

After saying that, he yawned loudly, and walked out of the mahjong hall with a cloud of smoke under the complicated gazes of a group of guests.

Does he really not believe it?

He believes it so much!
Looking at the number above his head jumping from 43 to 3287, Feng Xue nodded with satisfaction.

"This is my goal!"

The happy young man returned home and fell headfirst onto the bed. The story of how it all began began half a month ago...

……

"Fuck! How did I travel through time in the blink of an eye?" Feng Xue stood in the bathroom in a daze, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar self in the mirror, with disbelief written all over his still somewhat immature face.

But compared to the self in the mirror who looked several years younger, he was more concerned about the golden number on top of his head in the mirror.

60.

"What the hell? A golden finger? Does it mean I can live another sixty years? Or that I'm at level sixty? It can't be the number of times I do that?" As an insider (referring to an online writer), Feng Xue has a high acceptance of things like time travel and golden fingers. But just as he was thinking, the number above his head suddenly flashed, and then... it became 59.

"Oh no, it's over!"

Feng Xue took out his cell phone and glanced at the time 00:00. His heart, which had been burning with excitement because of the time travel and the golden finger, suddenly turned cold. At this moment, his only hope was that the 59 was really the number of days, not hours or even minutes.

He didn't know if it was because of too much mental stress or because he had just woken up (traveled through time), but he felt as if there was something stuck on the lens of his glasses, making the corners of his eyes a little blurry.

But before he could reach out to rub it, a whole new perspective suddenly opened up the moment his attention was focused.

It is a field of vision similar to over-the-shoulder perspective. The visual range and width are similar to those of the naked eye, but the position is adjustable. Specifically, the midpoint of the line connecting the two eyes is the center of the sphere. Any point within a radius of two meters can be used as the starting point of the field of vision, but the line of sight must be facing the center of the line connecting the two eyes.

In this over-the-shoulder perspective, he could still see the number on the head, but in front of the number, there was an icon similar to a "lock".

"Could this thing lock up one's life?" A glimmer of hope arose in Feng Xue's heart, and he immediately fastened the lock, but then he realized that he was a little impulsive. However, as the thought turned, the lock opened immediately.

"Oh, it can be locked and opened at any time?"

Feng Xue was a little surprised by this, but he didn't dwell on it too much. Since time travel and lifespan had become established facts, instead of dwelling on the past, he should think more about how to break the impasse.

After slightly adapting to the "over-the-shoulder perspective", Feng Xue locked his lifespan and then began a detailed investigation like a full-scale collector licking pictures.

Although he did not inherit his predecessor's memory, thanks to the Internet age and the popularity of biometric passwords, he can log in to his predecessor's online banking account with fingerprints, and obtain various information about his predecessor through the "remember password" function of the browser. After finding the ID card, even if he wants to go to the bank to change his password, it is no longer a hassle.

In the following time, after discovering that the [Lock] function of the over-the-shoulder view could not stop the loss of life, he began to look for a way to prolong his life in this world that superficially looked like a Japanese light novel worldview.

First it was the hospital, then the Taoist temple and the Buddhist temple. While finding many alternative plans, his conversion of days and years became almost instinctive, and he even gradually became familiar with the somewhat abstract golden finger.

However, there are not many truly reliable solutions.

Until, on the fourth day after his time travel, he saw on the news the slightly unusual number above the head of a professional mahjong player who claimed to be "the first person in history to achieve a pure Nine Lotus Treasure Lantern in an official competition"—

3286.

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