Chapter 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1: Don’t look at the appearance

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio <i class="_hr">Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Thein this world is to dream that you were in heaven for a second, then realize you are in hell in the next

Mo Wen was indeed that person He was sitting in a classroo into the university he desired, but now he had been reduced to a construction worker orking under the scorching sun

Thinking of his tragic past, Mo Wen spat forcefully and his spittle hit the ground He lifted his hand in a vain attempt to wipe the continual flow of sweat off his face Now, he was totally drenched in his perspiration after he had finisheda load of bricks off a wheelbarrow

It would be good to be rich Rich people are capable of evil things

Mo Wen was an eighteen year old He was scraith an ordinary appearance, dark with a pair of calm and deep-set eyes Perhaps the children from the lower income families become the master of the house earlier in their lives; he looked e

Mo Wen pushed the wheelbarrohich he used to transport the bricks, to the side of the road and found himself a shady spot to take a breather It was the best time to skive off work as the supervisor was not around It was indeed a luxury to skive off in a mundane, yet busy construction site

He boldly sat on a slate of a ce in the direction of the road After a while, his eyes gleamed with interest His attention was attracted to the slender figure walking froh she was at a distance with her appearance obscured, her hourglass figure was definitely attractive; especially the elegant way that she moved It was like a professionally trained model

The way a woh Mo Wen was constantly trapped in the construction site, he enjoyed quick peeks of the beautiful ladies walking on the road and pathways opposite froh he could not see their faces fro at the myriad of different beauties was also a feast to his eyes

He see, because then he pulled out a cyan metal disc It was the size of a coin and was attached to a thin cyan chain It looked like a strange necklace

Mo Wen found it a few days ago while des He discovered an ancient cyan brick on a slab of wall The cyan brick, which was estimated to be a century old, was full of holes and badly broken

Other centenary antiques ht worth a lot of ardless of being ancient

Mo Wen conveniently threw the cyan brick onto the ground Then, but expectedly, the cyan brick cracked from the center and a e necklace in Mo Wen’s hand

The cyan ht sections with different weird cravings of runes on it

Mo Wen was not fa in his hand to be a ram, which people usually use at hoood fortune

Although he was not superstitious and did not believe that Eight Trigraood fortune, he knew that such an ancient Eight Trigraht be an antique which would ht millionaire if it was sold to an antique dealer

Mo Wen’s eyes were full of hope while caressing the Eight Trigram as if it were his lover Once he became a wealthy person, he would be spoiled for choice when it came to those beautiful women whom he could only secretly drool over and peep from afar in the past

“Oh no! Help!”

“Help! Help! Call the a of cries ca, followed by people running towards it

“What happened?

He looked in that direction quizzically and hesitated for atowards the crowd that soon formed

Mo Wen arrived at the scene very quickly, as it was close to hilance, he was shocked to see what had happened Awas lying pale on the ground in a constant spashtly as if he was in great pain

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