Chapter 16: Scumbag Sister’s Biggest Selling Point

In the end, Meng Linna turned in some materials.

She wasn’t planning to rank up yet.

But to earn more money, raising her adventurer rank was important.

For her, casting a few mid-tier divine spells could prove her strength.

Sadly, her current stats were too low.

Using spells beyond her level might raise guild suspicions.

So, for now, no rank-up.

After rent and utilities, her take-home pay was just over ten silver coins.

A tricky amount.

Enough to live frugally in Yanan for three or four months.

But only enough for a single hospital visit.

Medical fees would wipe her out.

Yanan was famous for its healthcare.

Rich outsiders flocked here, driving up costs.

Not to mention their signature “blood therapy” was mildly addictive.

To cure her vampirism, Meng Linna had a long road of saving ahead.

She was still in the early stages of infection.

No vampire traits yet.

But there were ways to make money.

In her past life, she’d heard a saying.

“Go back in time to buy lottery tickets? Even if you memorize the winning numbers, it’s useless. The winner’s decided in advance. Their ticket’s numbers become the winning ones.”

Now, Meng Linna happened to remember a recent winning lottery number.

The prize wasn’t huge—fifty gold coins.

But for her, it was a fortune.

No misunderstanding.

In her past life, she hadn’t obsessively memorized winning numbers.

It was just a weird incident at the convent.

During a lunch break, she’d caught the dean in a strange deal.

The dean paid a hundred gold coins to a priest for a ticket worth fifty.

Meng Linna, who stumbled on the scene, was invited to the prize claim.

The dean even treated her to a big meal with the winnings.

Puzzled, she’d memorized the ticket’s numbers.

Now, her past-life memory was coming in clutch.

After a simple fried noodle meal with Peggy at the guild cafeteria, Meng Linna headed to the commercial district.

The lottery shop was next to the black market.

She’d heard of the black market.

But as a broke worker, she had no business in a place that screamed expense.

Suppressing her curiosity, she entered the lottery shop.

She didn’t expect to see a familiar figure.

“Na Naya? What’re you doing here!”

The encounter was surprising.

Na Naya’s face showed clear disgust.

“I can’t even buy a lottery ticket without running into you? Are you stalking me, Scumbag Sister?”

“No, no! I just came…”

Meng Linna glanced at the ticket in Na Naya’s hand.

“…to buy a lottery ticket.”

“Heh.”

Na Naya clearly didn’t buy it.

“You come to a lottery shop but don’t buy a ticket? What else would you do?”

“To claim a prize, obviously!”

“Did you win?”

“Nope ∠( °ω°)／”

“Idiot.”

Na Naya laughed, exasperated by this woman’s intelligence.

Clearly stalking her but pretending it’s a coincidence?

Hilarious.

Big breasts really did stunt brain growth…

Na Naya glared at Meng Linna’s chest, quietly annoyed.

“I’m really here to buy a ticket.”

Meng Linna went to the counter.

She recited the winning numbers she remembered clearly to the amused clerk.

“You’re not stalking me, huh.”

Hearing the numbers, Na Naya’s disgust grew thicker.

“Oh, sorry. Those numbers were just bought by this lady.”

The clerk blinked, barely holding back laughter.

Her professionalism was commendable.

“…”

Confusion, fear, irritation, disbelief.

In those silent seconds, Meng Linna’s emotions flipped fast.

Of course.

With a system, knowing the winning numbers made sense.

Meng Linna smiled.

She’d made peace with the numbers being taken.

“So, customer, want another ticket?”

The clerk delivered the final blow.

Meng Linna wanted to say no.

But that’d confirm she was stalking Na Naya.

Gritting her teeth, she made her request.

“Give me a random one.”

“That’ll be one silver coin. Here’s your ticket!”

The clerk’s bright smile contrasted with Meng Linna’s dark expression.

She ate at the guild cafeteria to save money.

Now she was out one silver coin?

“You came to buy a ticket, right? Why so glum?”

Seeing Meng Linna’s sour face, Na Naya felt oddly pleased.

Meng Linna forced a smile.

“Of course it’s… I’m sad thinking once I win big, I’ll live off the prize and quit adventuring!”

“Pfft!”

Even cool-headed Na Naya burst out laughing.

“Didn’t expect that from you…”

“Obviously.”

“Alright, enough joking. I actually have something to discuss.”

“Let’s talk outside.”

Na Naya glanced at the clerk, who was struggling not to laugh.

She might get a workplace injury if they stayed.

Plus, Na Naya wanted to talk about splitting the mithril haul.

“Huh, you need me for something?”

Surprised Na Naya would seek her out, Meng Linna followed her to the black market.

“Why here?”

The black market was synonymous with chaos.

Dangerous items were everywhere.

Even the long-banned s*ave trade lingered.

Wait.

Na Naya brought her here.

Was she planning to knock her out and sell her as a milk machine?

As a woman, Meng Linna knew her biggest asset.

That part was her greatest selling point.

Turning her into a commodity fit Na Naya’s vow.

Revenge that wouldn’t endanger her life.

Could it be…

Meng Linna, prone to overthinking, started trembling.