Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 262 Another Encounter with the Theory of Fortuitous Opportunities
"Something's not right. Why is that old woman back?" Fang Yiliu said with a gloomy expression.

Yesterday, he used tricks to transport the proprietress of the Dragon and Phoenix Inn out of Meilong Town through a series of twists and turns, and received a large reward.

As for why the buyer wanted such a shrewish old woman, Fang Yiliu didn't care at all.

With this sum of money, his life suddenly became much more carefree. Last night, he stayed at the biggest den of iniquity in town and hired three prostitutes to keep him company.

"That guy doesn't look like someone to mess with. What if he finds out that this old woman ran away and comes back to me?" Fang Yiliu was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong.

It was only because he was paid a lot of money this time that he dared not provoke Sister Li Feng.

"No, I have to find a way to kidnap them and send them over, otherwise if they really come back to find me, they might kill me." Fang Yiliu was afraid.

He knew the man was ruthless, but Li Fengjie was at most just shrewish and wouldn't kill him.

"If I send it back, I might get another reward." Greed gleamed in Fang Yiliu's eyes.

As for escaping? The reward he received was only enough to live a carefree life for a while. How could he possibly make a living anywhere else after leaving Meilong Town?

He acted immediately, kicking his spirit beast, the Black Horned Dog, and then swaggered towards the Dragon and Phoenix Inn.

As soon as they arrived outside, they saw chaos in the inn's lobby. They were overjoyed; this was a perfect opportunity.

As the waiter was leaving, he bumped into him, and he couldn't help but curse, "Why are you running so fast? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

"Get out, get out of here! Your grandpa doesn't have time." The waiter shoved Fang Yiliu, making him stumble.

Fang Yiliu was about to retort when she discovered that the waiter had vanished.

It wasn't just the Dragon and Phoenix Inn that treated him this way; most of the other shops were in the same situation.

Being destitute and unable to afford things wouldn't be that bad; the real reason he was so bad was that he would occasionally steal from nearby shops and cause trouble.

After a while, I don't even want to get involved with him anymore, so naturally I feel annoyed whenever I see him.

Even the waiters who greeted and saw people off didn't like him.

"Pah, you're just a waiter and you call yourself a master." Fang Yiliu cursed, then spotted Li Fengjie and together they squeezed into the back room.

Before I could even squeeze in, someone grabbed me.

"Who are you? What are you doing following me in?" Chu Danqing carefully examined the person in front of her. His clothes were patched up haphazardly, and he had a distinct sour smell.

It's obvious that they don't pay attention to personal hygiene.

However, that's their freedom, and Chu Danqing has no right to interfere, but it's strange that she inexplicably followed them to the back room.

This person is definitely not an employee of the inn. Putting aside the clothes, how can someone who eats and stays not care about personal hygiene? Does he really think that Sister Li Feng is paying him a bad wage?

"I am your master," Fang Yiliu glanced at Chu Danqing, not recognizing him, a stranger from out of town, someone he could use to bluff.

Before he could even finish speaking, he was slapped three times across the face by Chu Danqing.

"Where did this thug come from? Does anyone know him?" Chu Danqing asked, lifting Fang Yiliu up with one hand.

Not being good at combat doesn't mean their attributes are useless.

With 20 points in all five attributes, if I were to switch back to my standard self when I first entered the amusement park, one punch would be enough to turn my former self into mincemeat.

Not to mention Fang Yiliu, who fought three rounds last night and whose legs are still weak; how could she possibly resist?

"I know, Fang the Dog, he's always thinking about petty theft. He's probably planning to sneak in and fish in troubled waters," a diner remarked after a quick glance.

After being exposed, Fang Yiliu glared fiercely at the diner.

However, people who eat at restaurants in inns are not afraid of him. He got up and slapped Fang Yiliu twice more.

Revenge? This is a world of extraordinary spirit beasts. How could a scoundrel like you possibly compare to the strength of a rich young master?

If they dare to cause trouble, drag them into the mansion, beat them half to death, and throw them out to fend for themselves.

They just bully poor people.

Upon hearing this, Chu Danqing raised an eyebrow: "Not a good person?"

"Of course! He's kicked down widows' doors, beaten old widowers, and cursed orphans—what kind of despicable things hasn't he done?" another diner added.

"How come such a despicable person didn't get their legs broken? Fine, I'll take care of it on behalf of Heaven." Chu Danqing said, reaching out to grab Fang Yiliu's spirit beast, the Black Horned Dog.

The black horned dog sensed something was wrong and turned to run away. Seeing this, Chu Danqing stopped trying to help and kicked it to death.

The spirit beast died, and the Purple Mansion suffered a backlash, causing Fang Yiliu to bleed from all seven orifices.

However, the backlash was not as severe as that of the female innkeeper of the Wilderness Inn.

The reason is simple: the lower the strength, the lower the backlash.

Therefore, his injury can only be considered a superficial wound.

However, without the spirit beast, Fang Yiliu, this local rogue, lost his power.

He was then thrown outside the inn.

Fang Yiliu knew he had kicked a hornet's nest, and disregarding the reward and the black horned dog's corpse, he scrambled out. Only after finishing this task did he continue towards the side room.

"This opportunity has come knocking again. Brother Chu is truly blessed." The prophetic spider on Yang Qianyuan's shoulder was weaving its web, as if it had sensed something.

"A stroke of luck? Where did it come from?" Chu Danqing was not quite sure: "Could it be from that local thug?"

"That's right, but my strength and that of the Prophecy Spider are too shallow to see the origin and general outline of the opportunity. We only know that it happened at night."

“If Brother Chu needs it, we can go together tonight and see what opportunity it may present,” Yang Qianyuan continued.

Chu Danqing discovered something interesting: his increased luck could work in conjunction with Yang Qianyuan's ability to deduce celestial secrets, resulting in a qualitative change.

The luck attribute doesn't directly increase or indirectly strengthen your luck; rather, it subtly and gradually gives you opportunities.

If you can seize this opportunity, you will receive plenty of positive feedback.

If you don't seize the opportunity, it will slip away, and you'll never have another chance.

However, there is also the possibility that good and bad fortune may coexist.

Just like the mythical beast illustrations of the Azure Sky Overlord Halberd.

"Let's see how things go tonight. If nothing comes up, we can go later." This time, Chu Danqing didn't refuse.

It would be even better if we could trigger some side quests.

Normally, Chu Danqing would just teach this scoundrel a lesson and throw him out; how could he possibly think of any opportunity?

As for murder, the perpetrator's crime did not warrant the death penalty.

Even if he survives without the spirit beast Black Horned Dog, he will still have to pay the price for the mistakes he made in the past.

They entered the side room, where Sun Dashou lay unconscious on the bed. An elderly doctor was brought over and examined Sun Dashou, frowning throughout the process.

"Manager Li, this person has no illness, but is actually injured." The old doctor, who had treated many people suffering from backlash in the Purple Mansion, immediately said, "It is a backlash in the Purple Mansion, and the backlash is very severe."

"I have never seen such a severe backlash before, and I have no confidence that I can cure it," the old doctor said, and began to prescribe medicine.

Backlash from the Purple Mansion is a common injury. Although the backlash is irreversible and prevents the refinement of a second spirit beast, the injuries caused by the backlash can be healed.

After being cured, he will lose his powers and become an ordinary person.

As for why an old doctor would have so much experience, it's naturally because people's spirit beasts in the Purple Mansion will die. For example, when someone goes up the mountain to chop wood and encounters a wild spirit beast, the spirit beast dies protecting its master.

In addition, Meilong Town sees three to five cases of backlash injuries caused by the death of spirit beasts every month, such as from fishing, mining, or even accidents.

Spirit beasts are not immortal; death is a natural occurrence.

While the old doctor prescribed medicine, his spirit beast, the golden-haired macaque, also began treating Sun Dashou.

"Send someone to get this medicine. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate." The old doctor handed the prescription to Li Fengjie, waited for the golden-haired macaque to finish its treatment, and then left with his medicine box.

Li Fengjie was furious. Not only had she lost out on a meal, but now this person was trying to take advantage of her.

In the end, he could only reluctantly take the money and tell the waiter to get the medicine.

However, Chu Danqing and Yang Qianyuan were not concerned about whether he could survive, but rather that the severity of his injuries meant that Sun Dashou's previous strength was definitely high.

Such a person also fits the characteristics of high position and power, so how did he end up in such a state?
"Alas, Sister Feng, why is my life so miserable?" Li Fengjie couldn't help but sigh and complain.

Anyone would be angry in this situation, but she happens to be the kind of person who has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Although Sun Dashou was clumsy, he was indeed serious about his work.

After treatment, Sun Dashou gradually regained consciousness.

"You... well, never mind, just get some rest." Li Fengjie wanted to say something, but ultimately didn't.

Sun Dashou was aware of his condition, but simply asked, "What did the doctor say about my condition?"

He wasn't stupid; he opened and closed his eyes and was in bed, which even relieved some of his injuries, though it was only a drop in the ocean.

But he also knew that it must have been Sister Li who found someone to treat him.

Sun Dashou was deeply moved. No one had ever been so kind to him, and so selfless.

He used to be surrounded by good people, but he understood that these good people were there because of his status, not because of him.

"Of course, a good rest will help you recover. I won't tell you about the backlash from the Purple Mansion." Li Fengjie didn't tell the truth, but concealed it: "Don't worry, this old doctor is famous in our surrounding area."

"I don't even know how many cases of Purple Mansion backlash I've cured. You should rest well first. Once you're better, you'll have to pay me back the rent and medical expenses with your wages."

Li Fengjie said this in an annoyed tone, then gestured for Chu Danqing and Yang Qianyuan to leave.

After the person left, Sun Dashou gave a bitter smile. He knew perfectly well what his situation was like, and this couldn't fool him.

"I was truly blind, which led to this predicament. I deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)