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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.

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Treasure Hunt in a Cursed Forest (2)

"Phew, this is a great harvest, I must say." Mike wiped his sweat with relief and happiness.

They had only spent three hours hunting rare medicinal herbs, and he had already obtained many precious alchemy materials.

"Well, I praise your luck in this cursed forest. Badluck plus curse, both negative energies, and it will produce positive energy, huh... No wonder, fair enough." Emerald looked at Mike's third sack in amazement. But, it instantly turned into a poof and disappeared, probably entered into the rusty brown old artifact box.

"Thank you for your compliment. I do have the anti-curse ability. Let's call it a day and return to camp. I'm afraid I can't continue to dive deeper into this cursed forest area due to exhaustion." Mike stood up and brushed his hands off the soil and dust.