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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Fan Yulei shook his somewhat heavy head and looked at Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan, who were right in front of him. The hand holding the talisman paper finally relaxed a bit.


Who knows how he managed to get through last night!


Xia Zhihuai withdrew his hand from Fan Yulei’s forehead and his expression slightly tensed. “You have a fever. Didn’t you notice?”


Fan Yulei paused, his hand lightly touching his head, before slowly saying, “I was too nervous, I didn’t pay attention.”


Wanwan tugged at Xia Zhihuai’s pants and looked up, saying, “I, I…”


“What is it?” Xia Zhihuai sighed. “Now is not the time to say such things. Let’s find a place for him to rest first.”


Wanwan grabbed Fan Yulei’s fingers and infused a bit of spiritual energy into his body.


After Wanwan held onto his fingertips, Fan Yulei, who had been tense all along, felt like his body, which had felt like it could collapse at any moment, was… slightly more comfortable.


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