Nice! He felt secretly delighted. Although there was still some distance before he could exchange for another life, it was now within reach.

  As long as he did not push Evelyn into absolute fury in this lifetime, she would definitely not kill him again given how tolerant she had become toward him.

  Feeling an overwhelming sense of security, Ryan's heart began to itch the moment he thought about how much Origin Value he had.

  This was lottery addiction at work.

  Should he draw once?

  If he drew, he would be wasting the Origin Value he needed for resurrection scrolls.

  If he did not draw, then having all that Origin Value lying there was torture.

  "If I am going to draw, then I'm drawing the big one! Straight into the 100000 Origin Value prize pool!"

  Ryan gritted his teeth, making up his mind."After this draw, if I ever gamble again, I'll cut my own hand off! It's not doing anything sitting there anyway. What if I get an epic weapon?"

  He began praying frantically to the Grimoire in his mind:

  "Grimoire! Please let me get something good! Heavens bless me! Goddess of Magic bless me! Spirits of the Elements bless me! Even the air and the rocks, bless me!"

  The barrage of prayers left the Grimoire utterly speechless.

  Ryan ignored everything and, with trembling intent, reached toward the glowing golden draw button in his mind and pressed it.

  A crisp and rhythmic gear-turning sound echoed in his mind.

  The wheel activated instantly, rotating slowly at first, then speeding up.

  The flashing images of various rewards swept across the wheel like trails of light.

  The wheel spun faster and faster until it became a blur, then gradually began to slow down under Ryan's tense gaze.

  Slowly… slowly… even slower…

  And perhaps because of his relentless praying, the pointer slowly moved toward the bright golden section at the edge of the wheel.

  That was the highest reward zone of the entire prize pool.

  "A little more! Just a little!" Ryan's consciousness locked onto the pointer as he screamed internally,"Go in! Hurry and go in!"

  The pointer trembled slightly at the border of the golden zone.

  "Just one millimeter! Just one millimeter more!"

  Overwhelmed with excitement, Ryan could no longer hold back and roared out loud in reality, the volume shaking nearby leaves into a rustling frenzy.

  The three beside him were collectively stunned.

  Derrick and Darlene even jumped in fright.

  Evelyn, who was closest to Ryan, visibly flinched at the sudden outburst. What had gotten into him?

  Ryan, realizing his slip, scratched his head awkwardly. He was just about to explain when he saw Evelyn staring at him and stepping closer.

  Evelyn said,"I want to see what exactly you want me to come over for."

  Derrick and Darlene immediately shuffled backward in perfect sync, standing on tiptoe to watch the drama unfold, their faces full of gleeful gossip.

  What kind of secret language were Ryan and Evelyn speaking? So exciting!

  At that moment, the wheel in Ryan's mind finally revealed its result.

  A loud bang erupted in his mind as the wheel exploded into countless particles of light before repairing itself in an instant.

  【Congratulations! Supreme fortune shines upon you! You have drawn the Card of Supreme Luck】

  Ryan's hands were shaking.

  The Card of Supreme Luck, just hearing the name, he knew it was something capable of defying fate itself!

  Ryan was completely immersed in the ecstasy of drawing a top-tier reward.

  All the shock, anger, and gawking around him faded into nothing as his gaze locked onto the dazzling golden card glowing inside his mind.

  【Card of Supreme Luck】

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  【Core Effect: After activation, for 9 seconds the host becomes a favored child of fate. All probability-based events will forcibly trigger the optimal outcome.】

  "Nine seconds of fate-level cheat time!"

  This was practically nine seconds of invincibility! Forced optimal results!

  Bursting with excitement and having no outlet to release it, Ryan happened to turn his head and saw Evelyn right in front of him,eyes still filled with shock and anger.

  Her exquisitely cold and beautiful face was just inches away.

  Her crystal-like skin carried a faint flush, and even her breath had a subtle fragrance.

  Something inside Ryan snapped completely.

  Overwhelmed by excitement, he suddenly leaned forward and planted three quick kisses on Evelyn's cheek!

  The soft, slightly cool sensation reached him, and only then did he freeze in place as if struck by a petrification spell.

  Wait a second…

  What did I just do?

  Ryan stiffly met Evelyn's gaze.

  Her once-cold eyes were now surging with roaring fury, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

  The chill around her no longer felt like defensive coldness it carried deadly, bone-piercing killing intent, freezing the surrounding air into tiny crystals.

  "Ryan!"Evelyn's voice was no longer calm and cold.

  It was an enraged shout so sharp it cracked.

  Her entire body was trembling not from fear, but from pure, overwhelming rage.

  This Ryan…

  He actually dared to touch her in public!

  This was an insult she had never suffered in her entire life!

  Ryan's earlier joy was instantly obliterated, drowned by a tidal wave of terror.

  He instinctively commanded the Grimoire to move the Soulweaver's Pendant from his storage into place over his chest.

  But he knew very well,when facing a fully enraged Evelyn, even the Soulweaver's Pendant might not keep him alive for long.

  "Should I activate the Card of Supreme Luck now?" Ryan's thoughts were spinning wildly.

  "Nine seconds! Just nine seconds! Her attacks might automatically fail, maybe it'll even trigger the optimal result and make her calm down, or even fall in love with me?!"

  Once that thought appeared, it refused to leave.

  Nine seconds.

  Three seconds to break free if she binds him.

  Three seconds to create distance.

  Three seconds to maybe explain everything and survive!

  "Your Mentor looks completely doomed."

  Darlene sucked in a cold breath and quietly hid behind Derrick.

  Derrick nodded as he kept backing away.

  "We should get farther. I don't want to get caught in the blast."

  Ryan took a tiny step back, his finger brushing the activation point of the Card of Supreme Luck inside his mind.

  But he did not press it.

  Because he noticed something, Even though Evelyn was overflowing with rage…

  She had not drawn her ultimate ice sword. Her right hand was tightly clenched in a fist. Ryan caught this detail.

  A fragile thread of hope flickered in his heart.

  He carefully said,"Evelyn… if I say this was a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

  Seeing the raging fire in Evelyn's eyes, the tiny hope Ryan had just felt was instantly extinguished.

  She didn't draw her ultimate ice sword, but that didn't mean she wouldn't hit him hard!

  "It was a misunderstanding! Really a misunderstanding!" Ryan waved his hands frantically, instinctively stepping back to widen the distance.

  But before he could even take two steps, Evelyn suddenly yanked backward.

  The binding rope around her wrist tightened instantly, pulling Ryan straight toward her!

  Ryan let out a startled cry as his body lurched forward uncontrollably, losing his balance completely.

  "Help!!" He instinctively shouted.

  His mind raced: Good thing I didn't activate the Card of Supreme Luck immediately!

  Evelyn didn't intend to kill him, just purely furious. If he ran now, it would only make it look like he really harassed her, and he would never be able to explain himself next time!

  Besides, he still had a Wind-type Swift Magic Scroll in his storage space. If things got truly desperate, he could use it to escape.

  Evelyn's fist slammed hard into Ryan's face!

  It wasn't a spell,just a pure physical blow, making half his face go numb instantly.

  Then came a rapid series of sharp smacks.

  Evelyn, like a berserk frost goddess, used fists, elbows, and knees one after another, each blow precise and painful.

  She avoided his vital spots but made sure every hit hurt like hell, forcing Ryan to grimace and yelp with every impact.

  "Stop hitting! I was wrong! I shouldn't have gotten excited and kissed you!" Ryan wailed while shielding his head and scrambling around.

  Hundreds of meters away, Darlene and Derrick winced as they watched, their expressions torn between sympathy and fear.

  Darlene shrank her neck and covered her eyes.

  "Evelyn is too ruthless, right? With punches like that, isn't she going to break his bones?"

  Trying to break up a fight when Evelyn was this angry would only be asking for trouble.

  In the forest, Ryan's screams echoed nonstop, startling birds from the trees. They flapped into the air and chirped nervously while circling above.

  With a sharp snap, the binding rope suddenly broke.

  Not cut by magic, but snapped from Evelyn's pulling force combined with Ryan's frantic struggling!

  The moment the restraint vanished, Ryan shot backward like a fired cannonball, slamming hard into the trunk of a thick oak tree.

  The trunk shook violently, leaves rustled down, and bits of bark cracked off.

  Ryan saw stars from the pain but clenched his teeth and circulated his magic.

  He had guessed right!

  Evelyn truly harbored some deeper feelings toward him.

  Now he just needed to play his part, a proper bitter-meat strategy!

  Ryan focused his will.

  Instead of using magic to defend, he deliberately detonated a burst of magic inside his body, stirring his meridians with another painful pulse.

  He needed to look badly hurt.

  Bad enough to wash away Evelyn's anger completely.

  A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his lips, splashing across the fallen leaves and staining them red.

  His body softened as he collapsed onto the ground, clutching his chest, coughing out blood again and again, his face turning deathly pale.

  Evelyn froze mid-motion, her raised fist trembling slightly.

  She stared at Ryan lying on the ground, bleeding nonstop.

  The fire in her eyes slowly faded, replaced by a faint trace of panic she tried to hide.

  Did she… hit too hard?

  Ryan might be infuriating, but she never meant to beat him to such a state.

  The Soulweaver's Pendant was working rapidly to repair his injuries.

  But Ryan suppressed the pendant's healing abilities on purpose, continuously using magic to worsen his injuries and make the bleeding look even more severe.

  Ryan spat out a few more bloody mouthfuls.

  The blood on the ground grew into a large patch, his breathing weakened, and his eyes went unfocused as if he might die any second.

  "Mentor!"

  Derrick finally couldn't bear it anymore.

  He shouted and sprinted toward Ryan.

  He really couldn't keep watching Ryan get beaten like this.

  If Evelyn continued, someone might actually die!

  "Don't… touch me… it hurts…"

  Ryan said weakly to Derrick, his unfocused eyes looking pitifully at him.

  He looked utterly helpless, as if clinging to his last moments of life. His acting was flawless.