Eternal Walker!

Although the name is full of evil and crazy flavor, the effect is just like Ash challenging Freya - he dies after having fun. Luck +5 doesn't add much, but at the critical moment, it means luck -50.

If you win, you win a piece of candy; if you lose, you lose a factory. In other words, speculating in funds can cause greater losses than this.

In addition, there is 'more likely to trigger mysterious events, more likely to cause twists and turns, more likely to be hostile to fate, and more likely to trigger major failures'. In short, it is easier to be unlucky, and once you are unlucky, your luck will be -50, which can be called a perfect combo of the Veela's hands and mouth.

If Ash had a stable life, even a normal home, it would be able to slightly offset the disadvantages of this profession.

After all, Luck -50 looks impressive, but in fact it requires the prerequisite of "critical moment" to be triggered first, so the way to avoid it is very simple - just like moral kidnapping requires the target to be moral. If Ash is a useless person with a peaceful life, no matter how low his luck is, it will only affect his probability of being sprayed by Wallace.

However, now Ash not only does not have a stable life, he doesn't even have a home.

He even wondered if he were to sleep under the overpass, because of the nature of his job, he would encounter robberies/gang fights/serial killers/Veela hunting/foreign magician invasions and other incidents all night long.

Therefore, for Ash, the risk of "integrating into this country from the bottom" is too high. Finding a place to live, a job, and even magician resources are extremely troublesome. With a luck of -50, Ash feels that everyone he meets will be a black intermediary.

Although Annan's 100-day contract restricted Ash's freedom, it also meant that his safety was guaranteed - the first rule stipulated that slave owners must protect slaves.

With Annan as a medium, Ash can at least safely pass the most dangerous "novice stage", and he doesn't believe that bad luck is aimed at him. It must be an event-level map cannon with a radius of 50 meters with him as the center. When the time comes, Igula, Annan and others will be involved, at least the bad luck can be shared, and if something really happens, there will be someone to take the blame.

Speaking of which, the negative state of Eternal Tribulation was most likely caused when Selina hit his head, and then two vicious incidents occurred: Annan took advantage of the situation to rob, and the little girl Liz cheated by being cute. The 'Luck +5' cannot be seen for the time being, but this 'Luck -50' is indeed very effective.

While they were thinking, they had already arrived in the living room.

An Nan's apartment seems to be a large flat design. The entire -51 floor is her home. The living room alone is estimated to be more than 100 square meters. When Ash and others arrived, they saw several mechanical spiders returning to their nests to recharge.

As soon as he entered the door, Ash saw these mechanical spiders cleaning. There was no need for further description, as the advantages of this type of spider machine could be seen with the naked eye: extremely flexible, leaving no sanitary blind spots, and three-dimensional cleaning.

There is no sign of other servants here, so I'm afraid the daily cleaning can be done by the mechanical spiders alone.

Considering the drone delivery system and developed autonomous vehicle network outside, it seems that manual laborers are no longer worth exploiting here.

Although both are countries dominated by magicians, the level of development here is far superior to that of the Blood Moon Kingdom both in the macro and micro aspects. Ash has to consider a possibility - is Blood Moon really the most barbaric and worst magician civilization?

Perhaps his journey through time was the beginning of hell?

"Please take a seat." An Nan was already sitting at the end of the long table waiting for them. She had also changed into a set of purple silk pajamas - Yaxiu felt that he had already guessed the color of this woman's underwear - the white-haired little girl Liz was sitting next to her holding a glass of milk, wearing cute bunny pajamas, her eyes bright.

This was natural. During the one-hour drive from the suburbs where the Four Pillars Cult was located to the city center, only Liz had a good sleep, while Ash and the other two took turns to take a nap.

The young butler Ban Ji was standing by to serve. Despite his youthful appearance, he was as steady as an old butler in his sixties.

There are four aluminum-metal-glossy thumbwheels on the table, engraved with numbers from 1 to 12, which are very technological, three large and one small.

"It doesn't matter which finger you put it on, just rotate it in a circle." An Nan said as he polished his nails, "This is Salome's latest gospel finger ring. It comes in starry gray, matte black, and shining blue. If you like a color, you can ask for it and you can change it within seven days. The numbers on the finger ring are just for indicating time and for decoration."

"Gospel Wheel?" Igula picked up the wheel and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, just as you thought." An Nan said, "After putting it on, you can open the Gospel. Most of your doubts can be answered in the Gospel."

Liz couldn't wait to put on the ring, and when she heard this, she turned it decisively. Ash and the others looked at each other, and put it on and turned it around.

The next second, four different books appeared in front of them: Liz's book had a crystal cover, emitting colorful light; Harvey's book seemed to be bound with bones, emitting gray mist; Igula's book was golden and dazzling...

Ash's book is the weirdest - the covers of other books are all solid colors or various rune patterns, but his cover has a hooded man hanging upside down, and the hooded man is holding a book in his hand to cover his face, which looks mysterious.

An Nan couldn't help but take a look at Ash's book, but soon lost interest: "You read the Gospel and silently recite 'My'."

Ash did as he was told, and the Gospel suddenly unfolded, listing lines of information:

"Ash Hiss"

"Already have points: 0"

"Points earned this month: 0"

"Current ranking: None"

"Why?"

Ash turned his head to look and found that Igula and Harvey were shocked. He felt a little strange. This design was not much different from the chip light curtain. Why was it so unsophisticated?

"Sister An Nan, I'm number 10 on the Azuma Beauty List!" Liz boasted excitedly.

Ash blinked.

"No. 1 on the Two-Winged Undead List: Azuma Division." Harvey said dimly, "It seems that the Undead faction here is not developing very well. I am actually No. 1..."

"Wait, Harvey, when did you become a two-winged magician?" Ash suddenly noticed a detail: "During the Blood Moon Judgment, you were still a one-winged magician!"

"I have accumulated enough experience. During the days of escaping prison, I absorbed enough magical power in the virtual world. I successfully broke through to the gold level of the necromancer faction. Then I upgraded my natal magical spirit to the second wing and successfully stepped into the time continent." Harvey shrugged: "Even a necromancer like me who has just been promoted to the second wing can rank first here... Alas, I feel like I have come to a cultural desert."

“Isn’t it good to be number one?” Igula raised his eyebrows. “No. 2 on the Two-Wing Psychic List: Azuma, No. 5 on the Azuma Beauty List… The Beauty List is fine, but there is actually a Two-Wing magician whose psychic faction realm is higher than mine. If it were a blood moon, I might have been thinking of hiring you to assassinate that colleague.”

"You're so weird. If someone is stronger than you, shouldn't you try to surpass him with your hard power?"

"Isn't it also hard power to spend money to assassinate him? Resources, connections, power, intelligence, these are the hard power of a psychic. Magic power is only a tiny part of it."

Harvey thought about it and actually agreed with Igula's twisted logic: "That's right, after all, corpses are also my hard power, and magic power is not enough to describe everything about me..."

As they were talking, they suddenly felt that a noisy voice was missing.

The two turned to look at Ash, "Ash, what's your ranking?"

"I, as for me," Ash said disdainfully, "This is an important secret. How can I leak it out without any care like you two do—"

"Turn your 'My' page over for me to see." An Nan said.

Ash and the other two did as they were told immediately, and Liz turned the book over obediently. An Nan took a look and found that the name on the book was indeed "Liz", and the points in the account were 0. He then put aside the last bit of doubt in his heart about this little girl of unknown origin.

At this time, Ash's page was completely exposed to Igula and Harvey.

Igula pretended to be surprised and shouted very loudly:

"Ah, my dear Ash, you don't have any ranking?"

"No way, only Ash has no ranking? Only Ash? Only Ash!?"

"As expected of you, Ash. This is indeed a secret that needs to be kept secret. You must not let anyone find out that you are so embarrassed—"

Ash was so angry that his mouth was twitching. Not to mention the bastard Veela Igula, but even Harvey, the necromancer with a dead face all day long, was laughing as if he had eaten moon candy, and his shoulders were shaking so much that his pajamas were about to fall off.

"Harvey, I think it's clear who is dragging their feet and who is being a slacker in the prison break."

"Indeed, indeed, hahahaha. Sorry, Ash, I really can't help you, this is really too funny, hahaha--"

"Humph, just laugh at me." Ash gave up on himself: "As long as I work hard, I will definitely be among the best!"

"As long as I work hard, I will definitely be admitted to university!" Igula's mouth corners almost curled up to the sky, "I miss it so much. The classmate who said this seems to have become Nika's trump card 'Silver Rathalos'."

"Ash, don't be like this." Harvey smiled and said, "I promise you, if there is a corpse list, I will do my best to make you rank at the top!"

"Dad, don't be sad!" Liz clenched her fists and said, "I won't dislike you!"

"Do you really still want to call me dad?" Ash couldn't help but say.

"Hey? But apart from Dad, who else would promise to protect Liz forever and always listen to Liz?" Liz said seriously: "I believe that even an incompetent Dad can protect Liz!"

"When did the contract period extend to forever?"

Harvey reminded him, "She didn't mention a time limit when she made the oath. Theoretically, even if you die and I turn you into a dead spirit, you should still continue to protect her."

"Stop, stop." An Nan tapped the table lightly. "Now that you have a general understanding of the meaning of the Gospel, we should get to the point."

"Is it points?" Igula guessed, "The higher the ranking, the more points you get. Do you want us to give all the points to you?"

"I've been on more than three lists since I was sixteen, and I have the same number of Panji as I do." An Nan said lazily, "I don't care about your few points."

"But your work is indeed related to the list and the Gospel."

An Nan blew on his nails and said, "I need you to be number one in the future."