Chapter Four: Whose Luck Did You Steal?

More importantly, the world had seen that luck could be traded, but not stolen. Before midnight, Bai Qi appeared beside the wall with a black abacus. “You left at least eighty billion on the table.” “It belonged to the people you chose as victims.” “A Mint Holder who speaks for losers will die poor.” Lin glanced at his certificates, now worth 8.78 billion. “That warning has lost some force.” At midnight, Luck Coin became gold dust. One hundred forty-four transparent hourglasses appeared. [Mint of the day: Time Coin.] [Declared rule: Each coin purchases one hour.] [Hint: No time is created. Waiting is merely transferred.] Su's phone rang. Gu Ning had developed acute rejection after surgery. She could wait no more than two hours.