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"Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend."
An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.
Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.
Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.
Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.
Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.
In the early morning: 00:00:00
Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.
She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...
Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.
Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.
After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.
She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!
Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!
Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.
But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.
Who on earth sent her the messages?
It's really her future self?
Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

I Received Messages From Future Self!

Tom's eyes gleamed coldly as he turned his palm into a knife and viciously chopped at Taotie's neck.


Tom's full-powered strike, a hand-chop to the vulnerable carotid sinus, took down even the durable Taotie, who crumpled to the ground in an instant.


Barely managing to raise his hand, Taotie swiped at the air a few times, trying to grasp Tom.


But soon, his raised arm fell down weakly, and he passed out.


Tom gave Taotie a kick with his foot, confirming that Taotie had indeed fallen unconscious before turning to Fang Xiaocao. Thanks to Taotie's obstruction, Xiaocao was dizzy but not blinded.


Watching Tom steadily approaching, Xiaocao's expression was unusually calm.


Tom bent down, looking eye to eye with Xiaocao.


The corners of Tom's mouth lifted into a faint smile.


His hand-chop swung out, striking Xiaocao's neck.


Xiaocao's eyes rolled back as she fainted.


Chapter 422 Black-robed Person: Duped