Chapter 13: First Attempt at System Lottery

Ye Qingfeng silently watched Zhu Yuan’s receding figure until she vanished from his sight.

He hadn’t expected that a momentary whim would lead to so much happening in such a short time, leaving him mentally and physically drained, longing only to lie down and sleep soundly.

Fortunately, everything was clarified in the end, and the kind, beautiful Miss Zhu Yuan forgave him; after such a brief interaction, her favor had already reached 50%, granting him two lottery draws.

By the time he reached the door of the Cunning Rabbit House and knocked, it was precisely 7:30.

“Good evening, Qingfeng...”

Anbi ran over and opened the door, poking her head out to greet Ye Qingfeng.

“Good evening. Where are Nico and Billy?”

Ye Qingfeng dragged his weary body inside, sat down on the sofa, and asked about the other two’s whereabouts.

“Nico went out after dinner and hasn’t returned yet. Billy is in his room watching Starlight Knight, which starts at 7:30.”

Anbi followed Ye Qingfeng into the living room and sat down beside him, accurately stating their locations.

“Really... Anbi, is there something you want?”

Ye Qingfeng noticed that since he entered, Anbi’s gaze hadn’t left him—not that he minded, since he did appreciate his own extraordinary looks.

But to be stared at so persistently still felt... odd.

“Do you like watching movies?”

Anbi’s face showed no expression, her tone utterly flat, yet Ye Qingfeng still caught a flicker of anticipation in her eyes.

He thought carefully for a moment and realized he had never actually watched a movie. “I’ve never seen one,” he answered honestly, “but I’ve always wanted to.”

“Then let’s go watch one tomorrow?”

Anbi’s eyes suddenly lit up as she eagerly extended the invitation.

“Sure.”

“Great! I’ll come wake you up tomorrow morning!”

With that, Anbi skipped up the stairs.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t particularly look forward to tomorrow’s movie, but neither did he dislike the idea—it was simply a new attempt...

After agreeing to Anbi’s request, he spent an hour tidying his room, bathing, and preparing dinner.

Now he sat on the living room sofa, enjoying his solitary dinner, eating while messaging Zhu Yuan.

After finishing dinner and washing the dishes, just as he was about to head upstairs to rest, he heard the front door open—Nico walked in, exhausted.

“Nico, you’re back.”

“Mm...”

“Did you eat? Should I make you something?”

“No need. Go rest.”

“Alright. Get some rest early.”

Nico gave a faint hum in response, watched Ye Qingfeng turn toward the stairs, then dragged her weary body onto the sofa.

“So tired...”

From early morning, she’d accompanied Ye Qingfeng shopping for daily necessities, returned home, immediately prepared dinner, ate a light meal with Anbi, and without even resting, had gone out again to the orphanage.

“Now we’re truly out of money!”

Nico still clung to a sliver of hope, glancing at her account balance—the last three digits had just sparked a flame, only to be instantly extinguished.

“If we don’t find a job soon, the Cunning Rabbit House will go bankrupt. Qingfeng...”

“I didn’t want to target you, but even if I don’t know exactly how many Ding Ni you’ve got, you must have at least 100,000, right...?”

Nico slowly turned, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she stared at the staircase. “You’re still young—you can’t handle that much Ding Ni. Why not let me hold it for you?... Hehehe...”

Ye Qingfeng, lying in bed, suddenly shivered—but he didn’t dwell on it; he had something more important to attend to.

‘System? System? Are you there? Are you there?!’

【What—do—you—want?!】

【You’ve shown your claws now, little blackie!】

【?】

【Cough... My mistake. Didn’t I get two lottery draws? Let me draw!】

【... Drawing now. Congratulations, host, you’ve received the following rewards:】

【A-Rank Reward: Close-Quarters Combat Proficiency (Levels: Proficient, Skilled, Expert)】

【Note: One punch for Karami, can hold your own against elite monsters.】

【Evaluation: Perfect for bullying weaklings and showing off.】

【S-Rank Reward: Spatial Backpack (10 cubic meters internal capacity)】

【Note: Any location capable of holding items can serve as an entrance to the backpack—simply think of the item to store or retrieve it.】

【Evaluation: You deserve a fourth-dimensional skirt pocket.】

【... Am I this lucky? Is this even real? Doesn’t matter—I claim it.】

A flood of martial arts memories surged through Ye Qingfeng’s mind, as if he’d learned them internally—his head swelled with pain, but the discomfort faded quickly, the memories seamlessly integrating into his own.

He leapt out of bed and swung a few quick punches, testing them briefly.

His body showed no physical change, but he could now execute the combat techniques proficiently—if he faced opponents one-on-one, he could knock them out with a single punch; if outnumbered, he’d last only moments before surrendering instantly.

It seemed like a minor upgrade—but it wasn’t.

His body wasn’t yet adapted to the new combat memories, causing clumsy movements, rapid exhaustion, and delayed reactions.

Forcing these techniques now could result in sprained wrists or ankles, pulled lower back muscles, and worse.

This convinced Ye Qingfeng to dedicate daily time to physical training, to escape the “ Zhandouliwuzha ” status.

The A-Rank combat skill wasn’t particularly outrageous, but the S-Rank Spatial Backpack felt like a superpower—utterly unreasonable.

Using it was like a master magician pulling items from sleeves, pockets, or any container.

After several simple tests, he discovered that the size of the opening didn’t matter—the items shrank proportionally as they passed through, as long as they fit within the ten-cubic-meter limit.

Thus, Ye Qingfeng planned to go shopping tomorrow for useful items.

After fully familiarizing himself with his rewards, the time neared midnight, and Ye Qingfeng crawled into bed and slept soundly.