Chapter 73: Fang Ji’s Strange Ability
After the taxi driver ruthlessly refused Lu Xianbei’s suggestion to pay the fare with an urban legend story, she reluctantly paid the exorbitant fare.
After getting out of the car and standing at the street corner of the sleepless city, Lu Xianbei concentrated and re-established contact with Zhipianxian. After confirming with the Proxy Player Sister that Zhang Hainan could be trusted, she decided it was about time to share the information about the unknown urban legend she had inadvertently glimpsed while directing the summoning of the spirit.
However, just as she was about to manipulate Zhipianxian into action, Sheim swiftly crossed the crowd at the nearby archway and approached her.
He had been waiting there for quite some time.
“Holy Son…”
“Just call me Gu Qiqi outside,” Lu Xianbei quickly interrupted as she saw Sheim clasp his hands together and was about to kneel on one knee.
Understanding her intent, Sheim nodded and revealed a meaningful smile.
I understand! The Holy Son wants to hide his identity to avoid complications, right?
Thinking this, Sheim glanced around and leaned closer to Lu Xianbei, lowering his voice, “Miss Qiqi, we’ve found Fang Ji.”
“That was fast?” Lu Xianbei was surprised. “How did you find him?”
“Well…” As he recalled the process of finding Fang Ji, Sheim’s expression became subtle, and after several attempts to speak, he explained, “Actually, finding him wasn’t difficult at all.”
“After he left the hotel, he spread bad luck everywhere. Salih and I quickly pinpointed his location by following the stench of misfortune.”
Spreading bad luck? Lu Xianbei remembered the series of unimaginable disasters Fang Ji had encountered in Xuanwu Plain and frowned slightly. “Spreading bad luck?”
“Yes, I was just about to tell you that!” Sheim nodded. “He seems to have a strange ability to absorb the miracle seeds of those around him. As long as a person is within about one hundred meters of him, a small portion of their miracle seed will quietly gather on him.”
What Sheim referred to as miracle seeds was a term used by the Miracle Cult to describe luck. According to the teachings of the Miracle Cult, everyone has a miracle seed within them, and as long as they believe in miracles, that seed will eventually take root and blossom into a Miracle Flower.
“Salih and I even detected a fragrance similar to a Miracle Flower blooming emanating from him! Really, that scent would be indistinguishable to an unaware cult member.”
As an elder of the Miracle Cult, Sheim had a quite sensitive perception of the changes in miracle seeds.
Fang Ji would only absorb a tiny portion of miracle seeds from each individual. Previously, in less populated areas, Sheim hadn’t been able to detect anything unusual about him, but once he found Fang Ji on the heavily crowded sleepless city streets, he immediately sensed something was off.
Miracle seeds? After about ten seconds, Lu Xianbei understood what Sheim was saying and realized that miracle seeds were likely something related to luck.
“Good job! What else?”
She looked at Sheim, nodding thoughtfully, her expression as bland as ever, making it hard to discern any depth.
Hearing what Sheim said, she suddenly understood how he and Salih had found Fang Ji so quickly.
If Fang Ji truly had the strange ability to devour the luck of others for himself, due to this ability, those with poorer luck would inevitably undergo misfortune after sharing some of their luck with him.
So, anyone within a hundred meters of him must constantly experience accidents, and by following the trajectories of those accidents, it would indeed be easy to lock onto his position.
Seeing Lu Xianbei silent, Sheim continued, “Besides that, after my observations, I discovered that in addition to passively absorbing the miracle seeds of others, he can also directly rob the miracle seeds clean from someone when they make eye contact!”
As he spoke, Sheim recalled following Fang Ji during several interactions; those he locked eyes with later immediately encountered misfortune, leaving him shaken.
“You must have known about his strange ability beforehand, which is why you asked Salih and me to keep a close eye on him, right? To be honest, this ability is truly terrifying; it’s practically the nemesis of the Miracle Cult!” Sheim said with indignation.
Upon hearing this, Lu Xianbei frowned slightly and nodded, deep in thought.
To directly rob someone’s luck upon making eye contact? Could it be that when Fang Girl looked me in the eyes earlier, she was stealing my luck?
But I remember feeling quite pleasant when she did! I haven’t encountered any bad luck afterward…
I’ve always had bad luck, but it doesn’t make sense that I have absolutely no luck at all, right?
But, does Fang Girl not realize she has such an ability?
Lu Xianbei pondered and looked at Sheim, calmly saying, “Hmm, I understand. Where is she now?”
“Salih is following him from a distance!” Sheim paused halfway through, a worried expression crossing his face. He continued, “After discovering his strange ability, we’ve been a bit wary of approaching him.”
“Buzz—buzz—!”
While Sheim was speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated a few times. He pulled it out and glanced— it was a call from Salih.
After answering the call, he listened for a moment, furrowing his brow gradually.
Noticing this, Lu Xianbei asked, “What happened? Is there a problem?”
Sheim looked at Lu Xianbei, covering the phone’s microphone with one hand, and nodded seriously, saying, “Miss Qiqi, Salih said he just discovered that while following the guy, he was intercepted by a man in black and taken away!”
“A man in black? Could it be…?” Lu Xianbei muttered, suddenly recalling the man in black who had offered her “magical items” during the Moon Scraping Wind, her heart tightening. She quickly asked, “Is Salih still following her? He didn’t lose track, did he?”
“No,” Sheim assured her.
“Great!” Lu Xianbei nodded. “Lead the way; let’s go take a look!”
“Yes!” Sheim responded, clasping his fists, then began confirming their location with Salih over the phone while making his way towards Fang Ji’s position.
Lu Xianbei followed behind Sheim, stepping forward, her gaze focused.
She had been worried about where to find a way to infiltrate the Secret Society, but unexpectedly, they had delivered themselves to her door.
This might actually work out; she could first use Fang Girl to probe into their situation!
With Fang Girl’s strange ability, she should be safe for now; if things went awry, she could immediately reveal herself and take Fang Girl away!
But before that…
Lu Xianbei thought, sneakily glancing at Sheim’s back, while discreetly taking out her phone, opening a certain social media app, and messaging “A Little Hamster”…
