“Holy shit, these two actually hit it off?”
Jiang Che was utterly shocked.
Soon, a smirk crept onto his face.
The Trickster System—true to its name—was all about trickery!
After binding with this system, not only did it screw over other chosen ones, but even Chen Hao himself wasn’t spared.
Take now, for example. Chen Hao and Ye Qing seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, willingly scheming to exploit the system’s loopholes.
But... this Trickster System was designed by Jiang Che. Did they really think it’d be that easy to milk it dry?
What followed was a series of hilariously awkward situations.
[Ding! Host’s trickery failed. Please try another method...]
[Ding! Host successfully tricked the chosen ones ‘Chen Hao’ and ‘Ye Qing,’ rewarded with 1,000 points.]
Chen Hao’s system was the Trickster System—meant to deceive others. How could it possibly let its targets in on the scheme beforehand?
If everything was laid out in advance... could it even be called a trick?
Chen Hao’s attempt backfired, but Jiang Che, the mastermind lurking in the shadows, successfully reaped the rewards.
Watching Chen Hao’s dumbfounded expression, Jiang Che couldn’t help but laugh shamelessly.
His brother-in-law and little cousin both had rebellious streaks. After binding with the system, they got cocky and thought they could overthrow him?
Sorry, but Young Master Jiang specializes in putting such people in their place!
...
“What? You’re telling me it failed?”
At the headquarters of the Chosen Ones Association,
under the watchful eyes of hundreds of chosen ones, Ye Qing’s mentality was on the verge of collapse.
Following the vice president’s suggestion, they’d gone for the simplest, most brutal method of trickery—
having Chen Hao beat Ye Qing to a pulp.
Yet, not a single point of “trick value” was generated. Ye Qing felt like dying on the spot.
Even the vice president couldn’t bear to watch—Ye Qing had been pummeled so badly it was hard to look at.
“Chen Hao, are you sure this method doesn’t work?”
Chen Hao nodded. “Yeah, it doesn’t seem to count as trickery. The system didn’t reward me.”
The other chosen ones around them shot Ye Qing sympathetic glances, secretly relieved they hadn’t volunteered to be the guinea pig. Otherwise, they’d be the ones getting screwed over.
Sensing the odd looks, Ye Qing’s temper flared.
“The hell?! You’re still screwing me over!”
The moment Ye Qing erupted in anger, Chen Hao’s eyes lit up.
[Ding! Host’s trickery successful. 100 trick points obtained.]
[Ding! Host successfully tricked the chosen one ‘Ye Qing,’ rewarded with 1,000 points.]
“It worked! We got 100 trick points just now!” Chen Hao exclaimed excitedly.
Ye Qing’s rage instantly vanished, replaced by an ingratiating smile. Even the vice president leaned in eagerly.
“How many trick points?”
“100,” Chen Hao answered truthfully.
“100’s not bad. Can you buy anything with that?” Ye Qing pressed.
“Uh...” Chen Hao hesitated. If he remembered correctly, the actually useful items cost thousands of trick points. Pills and such could run into hundreds of thousands.
100 points could only fetch daily necessities.
So, Chen Hao spent 10 trick points to exchange for... a pack of sanitary pads.
“Here. For under 100 points, this is all you can get. It costs 10.”
The moment those words left his mouth, Ye Qing’s psyche shattered.
The vice president exploded too.
“Are you stupid?! You wasted 10 points on this crap? Keep it for yourself! Deduct those 10 points from your share!”
[Ding! Host tricked Vice President Xu Rong, rewarded with 500 trick points.]
[Ding...]
“It’s happening again! Vice President, you’re a goldmine—you just gave me 500 points!” Chen Hao cheered.
Xu Rong’s face lit up with delight. He immediately pulled out a little notebook and jotted it down, his usually cold demeanor melting into a grin.
“Chen Hao, I think I get how this Trickster System works now. It rewards points when we make others upset—but it can’t be forced.”
Xu Rong stroked his chin, frowning. “But that’s the tricky part. If everyone’s aware of the goal, the efficiency drops.”
Just then, a young man in the crowd raised his hand.
“Vice President, you’re forgetting my ability. I have the strongest hypnosis—I can make everyone in the association forget about Chen Hao’s system.”
Xu Rong’s eyes gleamed. “Perfect! If no one remembers, then...”
But the other chosen ones protested.
“Why should we? If we forget, we’ll just get exploited for free!”
“Yeah, I’m not working for nothing.”
Clearly, the Chosen Ones Association wasn’t as united as it seemed. They weren’t fools.
Xu Rong’s expression darkened. “Enough!”
A surge of blood qi erupted from his body, his aura skyrocketing. He stomped the ground—
BOOM!
The marble floor cracked, a massive crater spanning dozens of meters forming beneath his foot, fissures spiderwebbing outward.
The display silenced the crowd. Even Ye Qing’s pupils constricted. This vice president’s strength was truly terrifying!
“It’s settled. I’ll consult the president. We’ll have dedicated personnel track Chen Hao’s trick points. No one will be cheated.”
At the mention of the president, the chosen ones fell silent, a deep reverence washing over them.
“Rest assured, you won’t be shortchanged. We’re all part of the Chosen Ones Association. We wield destiny itself. Together, we’ll reach the pinnacle of the world.”
With no further objections, Xu Rong waved the young hypnotist over.
“Erase their memories of Chen Hao’s ability.”
Soon, the chosen ones were led away—even Ye Qing—to be hypnotized.
Once they were gone, Chen Hao sidled up to Xu Rong with a sly grin.
“Vice President, if they really forget... should we actually exploit them? Keep the trick points among ourselves?”
After Jiang Che’s “training,” Chen Hao had grown increasingly devious.
Xu Rong shook his head. “You think I haven’t considered that? But they’re all elites—some even have their own systems. Hypnosis won’t work 100%. This is a powder keg. Poke it, and it’ll blow up in our faces.”
Chen Hao wiped his sweat, suddenly reminded of Jiang Che.
Even now, the thought of his brother-in-law sent a chill down his spine.
“My brother-in-law... could he be a chosen one too?”
His mutterings accidentally reached Xu Rong’s ears.
Xu Rong narrowed his eyes slightly. "Jiang Che is not the Chosen One. His fate is that of a Heaven-Defying individual, and there's a high probability he's either a reincarnator or a transmigrator. The turning point in his destiny was a year ago... The guild leader has advised us not to provoke him lightly for now."
Chen Hao's eyes widened. "Does that mean... we're no match for Jiang Che?"
Xu Rong fell silent for a moment before replying, "You could interpret it that way. We'll have to wait until the gates across the world gradually open, allowing the seniors from the Earth Pavilion and Heaven Pavilion to descend. By then, a mere Heaven-Defying individual will be nothing to worry about."