Chapter 85: The Unlucky Villain’s Lucky Little Companion Player (11)

Chapter 85: The Unlucky Villain's Lucky Little Companion Player (11)

Duan Tianhe was stunned.

He thought of the trembling elevator, and for some inexplicable reason, his heart felt like it was hit hard in that instant.

It was a bit numb.

And also a bit itchy.

"You're confident in your bad luck, so I'm equally confident in my good luck," Song Chuyi said with a bright smile on his face. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have boarded this cruise ship."

He tilted his head slightly and patted Duan Tianhe's chest.

"I'm afraid the people behind you will be disappointed."

"The cruise ship won't sink, and they won't find any reason to salvage a sunken ship."

"Your twenty million will be gone."

Duan Tianhe felt a dry sensation in his throat, not because of the impending loss of twenty million, but because for the first time in nearly twenty-five years, someone stood before him and confidently told him: with them around, none of the bad things would happen.

And at this very moment, he couldn't muster any doubt about Song Chuyi's words.

"The twenty million isn't important," Duan Tianhe said slowly.

"But that's twenty million," Song Chuyi emphasized. "Aren't you tempted?"

Duan Tianhe shook his head, "The money isn't important."

He suddenly smiled, "This experience is more important."

He stood on the deck, letting the sea breeze lift his clothes.

In his dark pupils, Song Chuyi's figure was reflected, like a ray of light falling into his eyes.

"If the cruise ship really doesn't sink, how about we try scratching this scratch card?"

Duan Tianhe proposed, "A'Chu, watch me scratch it."

"With you by my side, maybe I'll scratch out a big prize."

Song Chuyi smiled and said, "Okay."

"Don't have any thoughts of the cruise ship sinking."

"It's still early; let's just chat for a while."

"Alright," Duan Tianhe agreed without hesitation.

Song Chuyi asked a question he had always wanted to ask, "Do you really not have seasoning packets in your instant noodles?"

Duan Tianhe: ...

"Sometimes there are, sometimes there aren't."

"Sometimes there's no fork, sometimes no vegetable packet."

"There was also a time when there was no noodle block, only the seasoning packet."

Song Chuyi placed a hand on Duan Tianhe's shoulder and couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm sorry, but..."

"Boss, you're really unlucky, hahaha."

No seasoning packet is one thing, but no noodle block?!

As Duan Tianhe talked, he started laughing too.

"Different brands of instant noodles have different issues."

"Tong* usually lacks seasoning packets, Kang* lacks noodle blocks, and sometimes there's an extra something, like a cockroach."

"Every time, I take photos and contact customer service, so I can get some compensation."

The money wasn't much, but it was a source of livelihood for him in his younger years.

Later, when he realized he was becoming increasingly unlucky, he started thinking of other ways to make money.

After meeting Wen Wu five years ago and having a stable "job" source, he never ate instant noodles again and stopped worrying over a few bucks.

Song Chuyi gave Duan Tianhe a thumbs up, "That's pretty impressive."

"Don't you think I'm shameless?" Duan Tianhe asked.

Song Chuyi shook his head, "Not at all."

"Being shameless is when you already have something but still want what others have, constantly pestering, being annoying, that's what shameless is."

"You're not like that. Asking for compensation that rightfully belongs to you, how is that shameless?"

As Song Chuyi explained, Duan Tianhe's heart trembled even more.

No, not just trembling, it was also tingling.

And with a bit of itchiness, he felt an urgent need to grasp something.

So he reached out and grabbed Song Chuyi's wrist, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Thank you.

—

In room 2202, Wen Wu was waiting for signs of the shipwreck.

Based on past experience, as long as Duan Tianhe stood on the deck for ten minutes, the cruise ship would start to leak due to some uncontrollable reason, leading to its sinking.

Now, ten minutes had already passed.

The news of the leak should have come in by now.

But Wen Wu waited one minute, then another, and even after ten minutes had passed, there was still no message.

Wen Wu: ???

He contacted the others and learned that the cruise ship was sailing smoothly, with calm seas and no signs of sinking.

"Strange," Wen Wu murmured to himself.

Could it be that this time the difficulty was greater, so more time was needed?

So Wen Wu patiently waited for another half hour, and when the cruise ship was about to leave Luoxia Bay, he couldn't hold back anymore and got up to leave.

When he reached the deck, he saw Duan Tianhe chatting happily with his new underling.

He even saw a smile on Duan Tianhe's face!

Wen Wu quickened his pace and walked over. "What's going on?"

Seeing Wen Wu storming over, Duan Tianhe guessed that the plan had failed.

As Song Chuyi had said, this cruise ship wasn't going to sink.

"With Xiao Jinli here, this cruise ship won't sink."

Wen Wu was confused. "What Xiao Jinli? Aren't you a jinx?"

"It's me!" Song Chuyi, with a smiling expression, took over Duan Tianhe's words. "I'm super lucky."

Wen Wu: …

He rubbed his temples and looked into the distance, where the cruise ship had already left Luoxia Bay.

"I thought this time it would work."

He sighed.

"This time, I won't be able to complete the mission."

He couldn't help but glance at Song Chuyi. "Xiao Song, if you really are Xiao Jinli, can you help us find the wreck of the Changhe No. 1?"

As soon as he said it, he felt like he had gone mad, and shook his head. "Forget it, I'll go inform them that the plan is canceled."

After saying that, Wen Wu hurriedly left.

After he left, Song Chuyi urged Duan Tianhe to take out the scratch card and scratch it on the spot!

Duan Tianhe agreed and, under Song Chuyi's gaze, scratched the card.

"We won ten bucks!" Song Chuyi exclaimed in surprise.

Duan Tianhe was also stunned that they actually won a prize.

At that moment, a strong sea breeze blew, and the scratch card flew out, landing on the sea surface.

Duan Tianhe's hand grabbed at the air, and before he could react, Song Chuyi jumped in after it.

Seeing this, Duan Tianhe also jumped in without thinking.

Wen Wu, who had just come to notify Duan Tianhe about the subordinates' wages, only heard two loud splashes, and the two people who had been standing on the deck were gone.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately called for help.

Underwater, Song Chuyi's body was sinking.

In his haste to retrieve the scratch card, he had forgotten a very important thing—he couldn't swim!

The water pressed against his body, and in the faintness, he felt as if he had touched a rusty metal piece, but the lack of oxygen prevented his brain from thinking properly, and a shadow appeared before his eyes.

He was about to suffocate.

A warmth touched his lips, and air was transferred into him.

He was held in Duan Tianhe's arms.

Wen Wu, who was about to dive in for the rescue, saw Duan Tianhe climb onto the lifeboat with a dark expression and say one sentence.

"The Changhe No. 1 is below."

Wen Wu: !!!

This damn guy is really a lucky charm!