Chapter 1: The Superpowered Transmigrator

Fang Can knew clearly that he was a superpowered individual.

Or rather, he was born with an extraordinary ability that defied the norm.

He called this ability he possessed 【Misfortune Turns to Fortune】.

When he encountered danger, depending on the severity of the threat, his intelligence, endurance, luck, willpower... and so on would all improve correspondingly.

This ability could also be understood as "calm after the storm"; first one must encounter disaster, only then can fortune follow.

The reason he believed he had superpowers was due to the various experiences throughout his life.

At six months old, his parents fed him inferior milk powder produced by a well-known brand.

This directly led to him walking three days after the incident, speaking five days later, and communicating fluently within ten days, becoming a child prodigy renowned in the vicinity.

At the age of middle school, a fracture that shattered his right arm occurred during a scuffle; that same month, his family won ten million in the welfare lottery.

This sum of money also allowed his slightly strained family to send Fang Can at once to the best... ICU ward in the locality.

During high school, due to a flu, while studying while ill, Fang Can's grades that month jumped directly by 75 points, reaching the level required for admission to the prestigious Northern and Qing Universities nationwide.

The various experiences from childhood to adulthood made Fang Can firm in the fact that he was a superpowered individual.

And now, already approaching the Half-Step Great University Realm, Fang Can, a Gao San candidate in the peak state of mental and physical strength in life, woke from sleep and saw himself inside a dilapidated alley.

'I have... transmigrated?'

Fang Can, wearing pajamas, rubbed his chin, standing inside the alley with some gloom.

His old man still had millions in assets he hadn't inherited, yet he transmigrated without even dropping a single gold coin?

Through the light and shadow within the alley, Fang Can's gaze could see the scenery outside the alley.

It was early morning; the great sun had merely just shown its head, and sunlight poured down, illuminating the scenery before him.

Before him stood an ancient-looking town; on both sides of the stone-paved streets, shops stood in rows, and wooden signs swayed gently in the wind.

Outside, pedestrians wore simple clothing of coarse cloth and hemp as seen in historical dramas; the cries of vendors and the laughter from teahouses intertwined, appearing infinitely harmonious.

Judging by the scenery outside, the timeline was likely in the near-modern era, where the level of technology had not yet climbed up.

Gently tightening his pajamas, Fang Can did not have much worry about his current situation.

After all, he was a superpowered individual, was he not? Could he not survive? What was there to fear!

'Although there is no system like in novels, however...'

Fang Can's thoughts had not yet wandered when, the next moment, a sharp shout sounding like a dialect rose from behind: "Short-haired fellow, how dare you intrude into our territory."

'Hmm... is there someone else in the alley?' Hearing the voice, Fang Can, puzzled, instinctively turned his head back.

He saw five youths with hair tied up casually and mismatched attire rising from abandoned wooden crates.

Their clothes were plain and their appearance sloppy; even their hair was matted together due to long-term lack of washing, absolutely thugs from the bottom of society.

Their cheeks even bore a hint of emaciation from long-term lack of full meals.

"Yo, it's a good-looking little pretty boy."

As Fang Can turned his head, the thug in the middle, who appeared to be the leader, squinted his small eyes that resembled Li Ronghao.

Not long ago, the five of them had gathered to discuss how to get more money to properly get through the New Year.

As a result, when they came to their senses, they saw a short-haired youth with luxurious-looking fabric appearing inside the alley.

Under the scrutiny of the "Li Ronghao" thug, the youth before them was absolutely not the so-called Young Master of a wealthy family.

A furry outer coat that looked expensive to make, worth at least five taels of silver; a face that looked exceptionally handsome; black short hair unlike that of ordinary people; and tender, bare feet stepping on dusty bricks and stones.

'This doesn't look like a young master; rather, it looks like a servant who fled in haste from one of those big households. Could this be a 'rabbit boy' selling his hook for those Young Masters?'

The leader was already convinced in his heart; at the very least, those Young Masters would absolutely never shave their hair into such a ghostly state.

Seeing Fang Can's gaze meeting his calmly, the leader thug, emboldened, let his eyes gradually take on a hint of ferocity:

"Kid, if you don't want to be arrested and sent back to the government, hand over the valuable things on your body obediently."

"Yes, even this coat of yours, hand it over to me." A youth with a wine-lees nose beside the leader looked on with some greed in his eyes.

This spacious coat, which looked to be of good quality, was worth at least several taels of silver; the money for wintering would come right here.

As for whether this kid could survive the winter after stripping Fang Can of all his clothes? That was not their concern.

Fang Can did not pay attention to the threats spoken by these thugs.

His attention was now focused on a virtual frame composed of bone-white mist that had appeared before him at some unknown time.

Name: Fang Can

Body: 1.2

Spirit: 1.2

Qi: 1.0

Talent Trait 1 【Misfortune Turns to Fortune】: The worse the environment, the higher the hidden attributes; turn bad luck into good! Disaster turns to fortune!

Talent Trait 2 【Unyielding Resilience】: Only by coming infinitely close to death can one realize the true meaning of life!

Description: None

'What is this thing?' Looking at the bone-white panel within his vision, Fang Can felt slightly curious.

He had never seen this thing in his eighteen years of the previous life; yet this time, upon transmigrating, it was given as a gift, just like a character panel in a game.

In the cold and damp alley, Fang Can's silence clearly made the five thugs before him misunderstand that he was afraid.

Becoming even more convinced he was an escaped servant, the leader thug reached out his hand to strip his clothes.

Seeing the ill-intentioned arm pass through the transparent panel and try to grab at him, Fang Can, somewhat annoyed, suddenly waved his hand forward.

"Smack!"

The leader, baring his teeth in pain, withdrew his right arm; the place of contact was completely red.

Stimulated by the pain, he, who had already regarded Fang Can as a traitorous family servant, no longer held back and wanted to beat Fang Can to a pulp.

But before he could strike, a powerful right leg kicked straight into his abdomen.

With a muffled groan, the ringleader thug was kicked hard to the ground by him, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.

Looking at this group of carrots holding a meeting before him, Fang Can's eyes held a hint of disdain:

"Trash from another world numbering no more than five, and you still dare to rob me?"

As he spoke, Fang Can stepped down, planting his foot directly on the fallen thug's chest, and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Since I'm in a good mood now, get out of my sight immediately."

As the words fell, facing the dangerous glances beginning to form from the few thugs, Fang Can withdrew his right foot, and his tone suddenly shifted:

"Wait, I've changed my mind."

"Hand over all your valuables obediently, and the five of you also gather a set of clothes for me, or you'll regret it!"

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