After a moment, he put the thought aside.
After all, the ability to use the system by yourself has side effects.
Although at present, it seems that this so-called side effect will only make me feel tired.
But I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.
Maybe there are some negative effects hidden deeper that you are not aware of.
For example, I used the system's functions several times in a row over the past few days.
It wasn't until the end that I was shocked to realize that during that period, I was a little confused and my sanity was affected to a certain extent.
Moreover, in his current storage of luck entries, there is only one "Poisonous Gu Eater Heart" extracted from Luo Wenwen.
If you want to collect other negative luck, you have to collect it from other people one by one.
Why bother.
In addition to the above two reasons, there is actually the most important point.
That is, there is a rule, or bottom line, set for yourself in your heart.
Everyone in the world has their own life trajectory. If they have no relationship with themselves, it is best not to interfere with the other person's luck at will.
It doesn't matter whether this person lived a miserable life or a happy life.
That's all their own business.
Everyone's life should be controlled by themselves.
There are several types of people who have friendships with him.
The first type of person refers to the people close to you, for example, senior sister Sikong Yueling.
Since I have this ability and the other party agrees, why not use my system's ability to help her.
The second type of people are their own enemies, such as Han Yun.
Since we are all enemies, why should we tell you any rules? If you can do it to death, then do it to death.
As for the third type of people, they are people like Ye Song, Su Yi, and Luo Wenwen, who have certain acquaintances with themselves and are neither enemies nor close friends.
This kind of person needs to adapt to the situation and decide whether to change the other person's luck.
For example, when I changed Su Yi's poisonous luck, I first responded to Ye Song's request, and second, I was able to get a promise from Ye Song.
The purpose of extracting the poisonous luck from the little girl Luo Wenwen was to treat her illness, and it could be regarded as Old Man Luo's active request.
There are also patients who used to treat difficult and complicated diseases by themselves and took the initiative to seek diagnosis and treatment from themselves, which was also based on the concept of treating illnesses and saving lives.
Just being a good person like this doesn't put you under any psychological pressure.
Jiang Fan thought of this, shook his head, and returned to his mind.
He lowered his head and looked at the spiritual stones and talismans that Han Yun left behind before leaving.
The stall owner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was counting these things.
At the same time, other people who had previously bet and lost, also took out all the bets that deserved compensation and put them aside.
Soon, there were several large and small piles of spiritual stones on the black stone ground of the martial arts arena.
The pile left by Han Yun was the largest and most conspicuous.
In addition to the spiritual stone pile, there are also a variety of resources, including but not limited to talismans, elixirs, weapon refining and formation materials.
These are all because some monks did not carry enough spiritual stones and had to use them to pay debts.
Jiang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw this.
If there are no accidents, wait a moment and after the stall owner has finished counting, most of the things on the market will fall into his storage jade bracelet.
The stall owner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks held a stack of rice paper with written words in his hand. After counting each person's bet, he would use his spiritual power to condense into a flame and burn the corresponding rice paper.
Due to Han Yun's influence, there were too many monks who lost their bets, and the counting process lasted for nearly two hours.
It wasn't until dusk, with the setting sun above our heads, that it was completed.
The somewhat sleepy Jiang Fan finally ushered in his harvest moment.
He was refreshed and saw the stall owner walking up to him, bowing his hands respectfully and saying:
"Fellow Taoist, according to the rules, the person who wins the most bets can have priority in collecting the bets."
"Fellow Daoist, you have pressed 3,000 spirit stones before, and you deserve to be the first. According to the final odds, you can receive a reward with a total value of 12,000 spirit stones."
When Jiang Fan heard this number, he swallowed involuntarily.
This time I really made a fortune.
He immediately took action and without hesitation, he selected among the talismans left by Han Yun and put most of them into his storage jade bracelet.
Among them, naturally included the one at the early stage of the Crystal Realm, and the ten at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he did not miss any of them.
As for the rest, he still left some for other victorious monks to choose from.
After all, after eating the meat yourself, you still have to leave some soup for others.
After selecting the talismans, he randomly selected some things that he liked among the piles of supplies left by other monks.
After a final calculation, the total value of these things was around 7,000 spirit stones.
As for the rest, he directly asked the stall owner to help him pull out a pile of small mountains of spiritual stones and put them into a storage jade bracelet.
Of course, during this period, the stall owner also drew one hundred and twenty spirit stones, equivalent to one percent of Jiang Fan's harvest this time, as a reward for his hard work.
Jiang Fan agrees with this. After all, the people who open the market rely on this to make profits. As long as the quantity is appropriate, there is nothing wrong with it.
Jiang Fan, who was making a lot of money, was in a good mood, humming a little tune and left the crowd.
Many of the monks who were watching had been waiting for so long, and now they could no longer hold back.
Seeing that Jiang Fan had finished selecting, they swarmed forward and instantly overwhelmed the middle-aged stall owner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
Not far from the edge of the crowded crowd, Sikong Yueling, who never liked making noise, had been sitting cross-legged on the futon, quietly waiting for his junior brother.
She heard familiar footsteps and raised her eyelids slightly.
I saw Jiang Fan walking over with brisk steps and a cheerful face. There was unconcealable joy on his face, his eyes were narrowed to a slit, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the base of his ears.
Seeing this scene, the girl felt slightly confused.
She has a cold temperament and has no interest in this kind of high stakes.
I came here this time just to accompany Jiang Fan.
Therefore, she didn't pay too much attention to the things Jiang Fan was betting on.
The only thing he knew was that Jiang Fan had borrowed most of his savings, three thousand spirit stones, from him.
Now, seeing him smiling like this, I couldn't help but feel curious, so I asked:
"Junior brother, how much did you earn this time? How successful were you like this?"
When Jiang Fan saw his senior sister asking him something, he quickly stepped forward, stretched out his right hand towards the girl, and made a one and then a two gesture.
The girl was slightly surprised when she saw this.
"Well, you earned 1,200 spirit stones? Not bad, not bad. This is equivalent to senior sister's salary for a year. No wonder you are so happy."
When Jiang Fan heard this, he was slightly dumbfounded.
He smiled and shook his head and said:
"Wrong... Senior sister, please guess again."
"Wrong?" The girl frowned slightly, hesitated, and continued:
"Could it be one hundred and twenty spirit stones?"
"...Although it's a little short, it's pretty good. However, one hundred and twenty spiritual stones won't make you so happy, right?"
Having said this, an almost impossible answer suddenly emerged in the girl's heart.
Her eyes widened slightly and her breathing became quickened.
"Did you make money..."
"Twelve thousand spirit stones?"
