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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

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Chapter 183: The Spinning Dice

"She" made sense, but since Shard had proposed the idea, he naturally had his own considerations:

"As long as I try the Arcane Technique while rolling the dice, theoretically, the probability that luck will affect the Arcane Technique is very high."

He looked at the street scene and said to himself.

[But what if the result of the dice is misfortune?]

"That's exactly what I'm saying, I've been contemplating this for a long time, and in principle, it's feasible."

Shard crossed the street, pretending to chat with passersby, but most of his thoughts were focused inward. He came up with a rather bold idea:

"You once said that you could rebound attacks from fate, thus turning misfortune into good fortune."

[Yes, but no one is attacking you right now.]

"No one... if luck is rolled, there is no issue. But if it's misfortune, that misfortune will affect me, then can you rebound it into good fortune?"

He asked cautiously, then heard her pleasant laughter:

[A very good idea.]