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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Xia Zhihuai instinctively reached for his phone, only to remember that he had left it on the table. 


Furrowing his brows, he made his way back to the bathroom door, hearing a slightly panicked voice from inside.


“Wanwan, the power’s out. Don’t move for now, let me see if I can find some candles…”


“Brother.” Wanwan, wrapped in her towel, knocked on the bathroom door. “Open the door.”


Xia Zhihuai turned the doorknob and felt Wanwan’s damp hair, then the towel on her shoulder. “Stay in the room for now, I’ll go and see if there are any other sources of light…”


Just as he finished speaking, a soft light suddenly illuminated the room. Wanwan held a large night pearl in her right hand and clutched her towel with her left, asking, “Is this okay?”


Xia Zhihuai fell silent for a few seconds, unsure of how to react. “…”


Judging by the size of this night pearl, even the emperors of ancient times wouldn’t possess such a treasure.


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