Xia Zhihuai was a top-tier star who rose to fame at a young age. However, after his group disbanded, he encountered a series of unexpected accidents, facing a streak of bad luck.

One day, the police asked him to claim a three-and-a-half-year-old runaway child who claimed to be his younger sister. When they first met, the little one had a serious expression and solemnly told him that he was about to face a big wave of bad luck. Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes in disbelief, thinking, "Who would believe such nonsense?"

However, a few days later, Xia Zhihuai lost all his resources and completely faded from the spotlight. In pain and frustration, he resolutely went back to hold onto little Wanwan's short legs, begging, "Boss, help me." But Wanwan replied, "Helping for you is impossible. Brother, you'd better come back home and farm with me."

Since returning to his hometown and starting farming, Xia Zhihuai felt that his previous self was a fool. Why struggle when living a leisurely life as a slacker? Every day, he enjoyed the spiritual fruits and vegetables, witnessed his cute little sister's full of enthusiasm, and also live-streamed the daily life of farming in the countryside. Watching various top-tier figures from different realms paying big money for his family's produce, Xia Zhihuai's life became more and more comfortable.

On the other hand, seeing her brother becoming more plump, Wanwan fell into contemplation. "Why are other people's brothers so outstanding while my brother is a lazy bone?" So every day, Wanwan asked, "Fellow immortals, how can I motivate my brother to strive for progress? Waiting online, quite urgent."

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Inside a 32nd-floor apartment in the Huanhai Garden community.


Huang Xikong followed the curse and finally traced it back to its source. He phased through the wall and entered the apartment, his fingers wrapped in the curse that constantly tried to escape. Unable to contain his satisfaction, he raised an eyebrow and remarked, “Such good luck.”


Surprisingly, there was no one at home. Huang Xikong, who had expected to scare someone, felt a bit disappointed. He carefully searched every corner of the apartment, furrowing his brows in frustration.


The curse hovered aimlessly in the room, seemingly lost and confused. Huang Xikong irritably captured the curse in his palm and glanced at the wall clock. He decided to wait here for a while.


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