This Bad Luck is Awesome!

As soon as the call connected, a familiar voice came from the other end.

"Momo, did you send the family 500,000 yuan?"

Chen Mo’s mother asked, her voice filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

"Yeah, I just left the bank," Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Where did you get that much money? Your father and I are fine, you absolutely can’t be doing anything illegal!"

Hearing Chen Mo’s admission, Mr. and Mrs. Chen instantly grew anxious.

Her phone had just buzzed, and a text message informed her that someone had transferred 500,000 yuan to her.

Her first reaction was shock; she thought someone had sent it to the wrong account.

Mr. Chen had her log in to their banking app to check the transfer details, only to discover the sender was Chen Mo.

Only then did they realize that Chen Mo had sent the 500,000!

This gave the old couple quite a scare.

They had a rough idea of Chen Mo’s financial situation.

He had graduated from college just over a year ago and didn’t earn a high salary.

In Modu, he had to pay for rent, utilities, and daily living and social expenses.

He was basically broke by the end of every month.

The fact that he never asked them for money was a testament to his thriftiness and maturity. How could he possibly have the means to send them money?

And 500,000 all at once?

Their immediate thought was, ’Could Chen Mo have gotten involved in something illegal?’

After all, only the kinds of crimes written into the penal code could make someone that much money in such a short time.

"Mom, Dad, what are you thinking? Don’t you know your own son?"

At their words, Chen Mo couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless, and he gave a wry smile.

Hearing Chen Mo say that, Mr. and Mrs. Chen thought it over and realized he had a point.

They knew their own son. Although Chen Mo wasn’t a top student, his character and moral compass had been solid since he was a child.

At the very least, when it came to major matters of right and wrong, they still trusted their son.

"Then where did you get so much money?"

Mr. and Mrs. Chen’s tone was slightly less frantic, but they were still very confused and bewildered.

"Have you seen the top searches on Weibo? I sent it to Dad’s phone. The police announced they caught a spy thanks to a tip, and the reward was 500,000 yuan."

Chen Mo sent a screenshot from Weibo to his dad’s WeChat and then explained, "I was the one who reported it. This 500,000 is the reward money."

"Let me see..."

His dad quickly opened WeChat and saw the screenshot Chen Mo had sent.

"It’s real!"

After reading it, his dad exchanged a glance with his mom and nodded in disbelief.

Although subconsciously, they still couldn’t believe their son could have such good luck.

But the official announcement, with its white text on a blue background, was right there. They had no choice but to believe it.

Once they knew Chen Mo hadn’t obtained the money through illegal means, they breathed a long sigh of relief. The weight was finally lifted from their shoulders.

"You should keep this money for yourself. Your expenses in Modu are high, so keep it for your own use. Your father and I have our own income; it’s not time for you to support us yet."

His mom quickly remembered that Chen Mo needed the money more than they did and immediately said, "I’ll have your dad go to the bank and transfer it back to you."

"Do you think I’d send you money if it meant leaving myself broke?"

Chen Mo chuckled and said, "A while ago, my boss helped me play the stock market, and I earned quite a bit. I have more in my account than what I sent you."

"Really? Well, in that case, you have to properly thank your boss. Buy him a gift, you need to know how to show gratitude..."

His parents launched into another lecture.

Even though it was a lecture, there wasn’t a trace of impatience on Chen Mo’s face.

Instead, a warm and happy smile appeared.

After all, in this world, only your parents will love you so completely and without reservation.

Speaking of which, although his family’s financial situation was average...

...the atmosphere at home was truly wonderful and filled with happiness.

"Do you even need to tell me that?"

Chen Mo chatted with his parents just like he was at home.

Of course, he was just making things up. His boss helping him play the stocks?

It was clearly him who helped his boss... no, his former boss, play the stocks.

’And give his boss a gift?’

His former boss was the one who had given him a watch worth over 20,000 yuan.

But he would never say something like that to his parents, lest they scold him for being completely out of line.

"Just spend the money I gave you. Dad, that Wuling van of yours is ancient; you can get a new car. And you can buy some better fishing rods and tackle."

"You too, Mom. When Aunt Liu next door asks you to play mahjong, you should go more often. Don’t worry about the money. Buy more of the clothes and shoes you like."

When it came to his parents, Chen Mo became long-winded as well, nagging them both.

After all, what’s the point of making money if not to let yourself and your family live a better life?

If you make money and don’t honor your parents, you can’t even hold your head high when you go back to your hometown.

"How could we just spend your money carelessly? We’ll save it for your wedding."

Their son’s filial piety was very gratifying to the old couple, but it made them even more determined to spend the money wisely.

’He was lucky enough to report a spy this time, but what about next time?’

"I have my own plans for marriage. You two just focus on enjoying your lives."

Chen Mo replied perfunctorily.

’Marriage?’

’Not a chance.’

’I’m never getting married in this lifetime.’

’This is CN. Here, even a Great Emperor has to offer an ultimate imperial weapon as a betrothal gift.’

’And if they divorce, she gets half of the Emperor’s cultivation base! Who could handle that?’

Chen Mo admitted to himself that he didn’t have the power of a Great Emperor.

’Better not to touch this marriage thing at all.’

After a few more words, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

...

After returning home, Chen Mo opened his stock trading software.

’I took out an 8 million loan for my makeover; I need to earn that back as soon as possible.’

’Otherwise, walking around with this look every day feels a bit like false advertising.’

He had already formed a preliminary plan on how to use his physique to make money in the stock market.

It was the Wang Duoyu-style stock trading method he had used to fool Xia Shiqing.

He had made it up on the spot back then.

But after thinking it over, he realized it might actually work.

Wang Duoyu bought stocks because he wanted to lose money.

And he was buying stocks because he wanted to be unlucky.

And isn’t losing money on stocks a form of being unlucky?

Therefore, their goals were more or less the same.

The activation of his physique was random; he couldn’t control it.

But he could create opportunities to greatly increase the probability of it activating.

For example, he could learn from Wang Duoyu and specifically buy stocks that were expected to fail.

This would increase his chances of being unlucky.

And naturally, the chances of his physique activating would also increase.

He called this "staged accident" activation.

"Alright, time to cast a wide net and stage an accident."

Chen Mo smiled and began searching the stock market for the kind of stocks that even retail investors knew were hopeless.

’This one looks good, it’s dropped... over the past month...’

’This one’s not bad either. Lots of news about it, even if it’s all scandalous.’

’I’ll grab one lot of this one.’

"..."

He looked at those stocks with dismal performance, the ones that had been deep in the red for days on end, like a cat that had just smelled fish.

While others avoided these poor-performing stocks like the plague, Chen Mo bought them with unwavering resolve.

Since he was casting a wide net, he certainly couldn’t buy just one stock.

The probability of activation would be too low.

He went ahead and bought ten different stocks at once.

Of course, he only bought one lot of each stock.

His main goal was to try and activate his physique. Once he heard the ’DING!’ notification...

...he would search online for news related to those ten stocks.

If the ’DING!’ happened, then one of them was guaranteed to plummet.

A major drop requires negative news.

By paying attention to the news, he could determine which stock had activated his physique.

And once he knew that, he’d know what to do next.

Besides, it wasn’t impossible that he might get two or even three ’DINGS!’ at the same time.

There were precedents for two unlucky events happening simultaneously.

’Looks like this method has a lot of potential,’ Chen Mo thought with some anticipation.

It seemed he had really found a bug in this physique... no, not a bug, a feature.

Bugs get fixed, but features don’t.