Chapter 1: 100% Luck System
A boy with no friends since childhood, and even at twenty-five, he still had none. He had a wealth of life experiences, beginning with his alcoholism and his joblessness. When he got a job, he would attack the boy when he got angry. His mother died when he was young, and the boy had been exposed to many cruel things. Now he's twenty-five years old. When he died, the darkness filled the air. Voices from the outside world began to echo.
"Look, honey! We've got another adorable son!"
"Hahaha! This is my son! Hahaha! This is what we call a celebration. Let's celebrate to the fullest!" The boy opened his eyes from the pitch-black darkness to reveal a large man dressed in green, martial arts-like clothing with green floral patterns. He was being held by a woman. This woman was a homely woman, dressed in white, with a smile on her face, treating the boy like her own.
A man named Somen, with short black hair and a wound on his face, stuck his tongue out at the boy. And a young woman with short, white hair reaching her neck, named Serin.
Serin smiled and said, "From now on, your name will be Seraph." Serin stared into Seraph's eyes, still stunned at being reincarnated. Time passed, and a boy sat under a tree with waist-length golden hair.
With eyes glowing a deep golden light, he was handsome and dressed in the golden hue of a warrior. He was reading a book with the word "luck" written on it. His name was Seraph.
Seraph was sitting reading with a calm expression, as if he didn't care about the people.
Under a green tree three times the size of a tree, a bright breeze blew gently as the sun shone down. Seraph closed the book, and in front of him stood a rectangular box that looked like a golden system with the number 100 written on it.
Seraph thought, "Since I was reincarnated, many things have happened. My family is of middle status, not very wealthy, and just enough to make a living. This world is a world of martial artists who train. Strength is everything. It's divided into five regions that rule the entire world." This village is called Gollen, and the region I live in is August. I'm currently going to a school to take the cultivator's qualification test. I'm currently sitting in the breeze, waiting for the carriage to arrive. I'm five years old.]
Seraph was sitting in the breeze.
A young woman was running hurriedly.
She was dressed in white, with waist-length white hair. Her eyes were so white, any man would be captivated by her beauty. She hung an object that looked like a small book the size of a finger.
Her name was Seria, a year younger than Seraph. She was Seraph's younger sister.
Seria ran up with a smile on her face.
"My brother sent me to find you. He said he was leaving."
"Hmm."
Seraph stood up, grabbed the book, and walked away unhurriedly with a calm expression. Seria followed closely.
"It looks like there's a village martial arts competition for a level 2 ability item. Would you like to join?"
"No, if you can join, I'll die in your place." A battle between warriors isn't easy to win. There's still plenty of time left. If you want it, just wait until you become a cultivator.
Seria followed, seeing many villagers preparing for a competition to win a level 2 item.
"What item are they fighting for?"
"Heh heh, you don't know? That's so suspicious. Are you kidding me?"
"So, how interesting the competition is depends on the magical abilities of the contestants."
"I guess you don't really know, even though you're so powerful. But whatever, it's a competition for a magical item called luck."
"Luck, huh?"
"Are you interested, big brother? If I participate, there are no rules."
"Is that so? I'd like to participate, but I definitely wouldn't be able to compete."
[There are many magical items divided into nine levels: low, high, and medium. They're divided by level, with users of higher-level magical items having an advantage. This leads to a scramble to acquire magical items for training. There's no single most powerful item, only the strongest users. This is a term used by martial artists all over the world.]
Seraph was walking with Seria when a carriage sped by on the road, and the carriage's driver couldn't control it. The horse's frame wobbled as if its wheels were broken.
"Move! Move! I'm passing this way! My carriage is out of control!!!"
The carriage was out of control and was about to collide with Seraph. Seria screamed, "Aaaaahh!!!" Seraph stared, his expression unperturbed.
[Is this 100 Luck System good or bad?]
A man ran up to Seraph. Whoosh! Boom! A large man, about twenty years old, extended his right hand at the charging horse and swung his hand to grab the horse's head and slam it into the ground. Boom! The berserk horse was knocked unconscious by the man's hand. This man had short black hair, a sword at his waist, and was wearing a black robe. His name was Jusong.
Jusong looked at the unconscious horse and looked at the people hurriedly getting out of the carriage. An old man with long black hair, wearing luxurious gold robes, got out, looking like an old man. Agen got out and bowed his head in sincere apology. The villagers' gazes turned to Jusong.
"I'm truly sorry. We didn't know this would happen. I'm truly sorry."
Jusong nodded. "You should be more careful next time. If I hadn't stopped you, those two kids would have been seriously injured."
Agen walked up to Seraph and handed him a silver coin.
"This old boy, I truly apologize. I didn't think this would happen."
"It's fine. Neither of us is hurt, so that's fine."
Seraph refused with a straight face. Agen reached out to grab Seraph's hand and handed him a silver coin before returning to the carriage.
Seraph turned to look at Seria, who had stopped screaming with tears streaming down her face. Seraph reached out and stroked Seria's head until she stopped crying. Seraph turned to look at Jusong.
"Thank you very much. I have to go now. I'll be going now. Seraph pulled Seria's arm and walked away.
Jusong smiled curiously. [You're a kid who thanks so quickly, we haven't even had a chance to talk. But never mind, it's none of my business. This alone has already established a reputation as a good person. It was right to set a trap in the carriage to cause an accident so the villagers would cheer me on. This is the taste of the happiness of doing good.]
The villagers all praised Jusong. As Seraph walked along, he saw an old woman looking for food, searching for scraps in the trash can. Seraph, looking at the silver coin he had just received, walked towards the old woman searching for scraps and told Seria to wait a moment. Seraph stood behind the old woman and threw a silver coin into another trash can the woman was searching for. Seraph dropped the silver coin and left. The woman searching for scraps quickly turned to look at the other trash can, and she picked it up in shock.
"This is a silver coin!" Doesn't that blonde kid know how valuable this is!? "
The girl hurriedly snatched the silver coin, afraid others would see. Luckily, the people around her were busy with their daily lives, so they didn't have time to pay attention to the girl who was searching for scraps in the trash. As time passed, the girl who had collected the silver coin from Seraph ran off in a hurry.
The girl ran to a place that looked like a market, where wares were being sold, with people strolling around at ease. She looked at a place that looked like a gambling den in the market. People in elegant attire walked into the den. She grabbed a single coin and sat down. In front of her was a machine with gold coins.
A huge amount of coins were spinning. The girl smiled excitedly. [This time, and my gamble! I've already bet a huge amount to win money from this machine by tossing coins.] The girl placed one silver coin in front of the machine. The machine with the huge amount of coins sucked the silver coin in. The huge amount of gold coins began to spin like a whirlwind. Whoosh!! Three numbers appeared in front of her, spinning like a slot machine. Another place where Seraph was walking was Seria, curious, asked.
"What a shame, big brother! You threw away a single silver coin! You can buy so much with this! What a shame!"
Seria expressed regret at having the money, but her brother, out of nowhere, threw it away so easily. Seraph remained cold. "The silver coin is connected to that girl!"
"What do you mean?"
[What's the meaning of this?]
The place where the girl was playing slots, the three numbers formed the letter O O O. The slot machine sounded like a loud ping! Ping! Ping! Ping! The girl gasped in shock. A seemingly endless stream of gold coins poured out. The people passing by reacted with shock.
"Look, someone won!!" "That guy's gone crazy!" "Hey, look at how much gold is pouring out!" "This girl is so lucky!!" The girl who won the prize [Thank God]. And then, the whole place erupted in laughter.