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My Miss Fortune System

Martial masters? Ability users? What did it mean if espers and skill holders were fundamental to the pillars of society despite their extremely small number? Mikelle Fortuna was a young man who attracted nothing but misfortune. It was like an occasional curse to him and the people around him. At the age of 16, he was expelled from the sect for his lack of talent. With nothing but himself, he went on an adventure to follow where the wind would guide him. On that fateful day of the unexpected miracle, he was granted a system after he paid homage to a Goddess statue. Then, a girl's voice came to his mind. [Find a Miss Fortune within a month or die.] "What!? How? What kind of girl do I need to find?" [Fortune Point is in the red zone, misfortune will befall you.] "I have to find a Miss Fortune, but misfortune comes to me instead!?" As luck would have it, Mike's odyssey was filled with the beauty of wonder and unpredictable outcomes.

YuuZu · Urban
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Feeling Lucky

"Ahem, participant Mike, can you account for your brief explanation just now? What kind of risk do you want to explain? You can start with your presentation now." One of the judges cleared his throat and asked in a solemn tone.

"Very well, the elixir I created can be used as an emergency potion as well. However, I can say that with confidence because I tested it on myself a while ago, and I can see the effect is the same as what I described just now. I using materials--" Mike started with his presentation.

He explained some of the things he used and what he did to concoct a healing elixir from materials that were actually poisonous and dangerous if processed by amateurs without adequate knowledge.

One of the most essential things from his presentation, he told the side effects of this rather extreme medicine. Several questions from the judges were raised, and Mike answered eloquently, thanks to his newly acquired Speech Expert skill.