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Huaxia, a township hospital.

On the top floor of the thirteenth floor, a thin figure stood on the rooftop, and his face was covered with calmness.

"Is this my destiny?"

Her thin body seemed to be shaking. Tang An held the medical test sheet in his hand tightly, and obviously his heart was not as calm as he was on his face.

It can be seen from the protruding veins and blood vessels on his arm that his heart was filled with anger, reluctance and cruelty.

Cancer, or mid-stage.

This is even more incredible for a young man than winning a 5 million lottery.

He actually got cancer.

Is cancer generally becoming younger now?

How unfair fate is to Tang An.

Even action movies are not afraid to act like this, but there are many people in this world who are even worse than Tang An, and this is life.

When his parents divorced, he threw him into a foster home for his relatives who were completely unmatched, and then formed a new family in another city.

He is like a bastard without a father or mother, living under someone else's roof is accompanied by sarcasm and unfair treatment.

No one disciplined him or his family affection caused him to become perverted and fierce, and he often fought.

From then on, it was out of control and turned into a gangster, smoking and fighting were common.

He has done things in the garbage dump to find food, pick up waste, beg, fight, etc.

I don’t know when his body’s appetite decreased, fatigue, and pain became complicated. When it started, it was like all the intestines were stirred together. The pain suffocated him.

Finally, he came to the hospital.

What I got was news about the mid-stage cancer, which was like being sentenced to death.

Getting cancer at this age is also a unique miracle.

From childhood to adulthood, he lived a difficult life. Even though he had thought about self-destruction more than once, he lived tenaciously in the end.

But this time, he was really desperate.

This society is so beautiful, but it is no different from hell to him.

He hated those two parents who had born but did not raise him, he hated everyone, and hated this world.

His mentality is no longer normal.

With one step ahead, only medical test papers remained on the edge of the rooftop.

"Is this death? The consciousness is gone, and there is some regret?"

No feeling could be felt, and Tang An heard a scream at the moment of death.

And the pungent and fishy blood, it seemed to be his.

Finally, the bloodshot dark eyes gradually lost their color.

The Kingdom of Goya is known as the most beautiful country in the East China Sea.

Duan Town is a place where gangsters gather. Outside the tall wall is the terminal station for uncertain things, a large garbage dump, and a place where poor people, beggars, thugs and others live.

The entire Goya Kingdom society is divided into four levels, the highest royal family, the middle aristocrats living in Gaozhen, the second is the civilians on the Central Street, and the lower is the gangsters on Duanzhen. As for the waste terminals, those who are not even inferior.

Although this kingdom is spotlessly hailed as the most beautiful country in the East China Sea, it cannot change the disgusting fact of corruption.

In a garbage dump at the terminal station of the uncertain object, I don’t know when a person appeared out of thin air.

The consciousness gradually became clear, and Tang An suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing I felt was the pungent and foul smell of garbage on the tip of my nose, which he was very familiar with.

Wherever he saw, there were garbage ruins, and he was not dead.

Look down and check your body intact.

If he remembers correctly, he should be terrible now.

"This is?"

A light curtain appeared in front of me, with a fog surrounding the blank lattice steps that were unreal, and a fist-sized dice next to it. There was also a model plane on the first blank stairs.

It's very similar to some kind of small game: flying chess.

It’s just that the style is not played by four people, but by one person.

A line of narration began to appear.

"Rules: You can get a chance to throw dice every natural month, and you can fly a few steps of spaces if you get it.

Each space can get unexpected things and lose what the player has.

The first World Travel Rewards 4 chances to throw dice.

Continuous mission: Hunting the Son of Destiny, Destiny Villain, Time Traveler, Reincarnation, Rebirth, Rebirth, Rewards, Dice throw +4, Important supporting roles or villain supporting roles will be rewarded to throw dice depending on the situation.

At the same time, add lucky value.”

Tang An sat in the garbage dump, looking at the light curtain in front of him, with a flying chess game, rules narration, and the first world travel rewards 4 opportunities to throw dice and continuous missions.

Simple and clear.

As a modern person, although Tang An is a gangster, he still knows the novels, Golden Finger, and common sense through time.

After all, gangsters also have spiritual life, including TV series, movies, novels, and animations.

Tang An is a good person. After all, picking up waste and begging for these incomes are sometimes easy to earn three to four thousand per month.

He was sure that this was not a dream.

In other words, he traveled through time and got a gold finger program similar to the system, but he was not smart and not a diverse system, which was a bit too simple.

In addition, from the perspective of continuous missions, he will definitely meet other time travelers in the future, and he must hunt down the other party.

It is not limited to traveling with time travelers, such as the son of fate, the villain of destiny in the local world, or the reincarnation, the rebirth, etc.

Is this going to be an enemy of the world?

Forget it if the protagonist doesn’t let him go, even the villain won’t let him go?

Tang An couldn't calm down at this moment.

Although it was cruel, he saw hope to dominate his own destiny.

“There are four chances to throw dice.”

Now I don’t know where to travel, and only the golden fingers can rely on.

Tang An thought of it, and the dice in the light curtain began to rotate and jump. Tang An stopped for almost a minute.

Obviously, he stopped this dice whenever he wanted.

“3.”

There are three points on the front of the dice.

Without waiting for Tang An to control, the model plane began to fly to the third blank lattice.

Accompanied by the dazzling light, a line of introduction appeared in the light curtain.

"Type 92 pistol, 9mm caliber, ten rounds of bullets."

"Note: Advanced structure, reliable performance, good accuracy, few parts, light weight; beautiful and elegant shape, comfortable holding; unit-based component structure, good service performance; there is a magazine buckle and safety handle for left and right hand operation, which is convenient to operate and has good ergonomic efficiency."

Tang An was very lucky and drew a Type 92 pistol.

The only shame is that there are only 10 bullets, and Tang An has never touched a gun.

There are four words to take out and put in the light curtain.

“Take it out.”

Tang An thought to himself that a Type 92 pistol appeared in his hand and the bullets were filled.

After roughly studying, Tang An recited and put it in silently, and the pistol disappeared.

Obviously, this golden finger has storage space. As for whether only the extracted things can be stored, Tang An experimented again.

It's not something that comes out of the golden finger and cannot be stored.

Taking out the pistol again and strangling it around your waist, Tang An began the second round of throwing dice.

This time the dice shows 5 points, and the model plane advances five more spaces.

Another ray of light was dazzling. When Tang An saw the explanation on the light curtain clearly, there was no blood on his face.

With only one line of words, medium-stage cancer turns into advanced cancer.

For a moment, Tang An began to wonder if this was a golden finger.

Obviously, there are not only rewards but also punishments in that endless space.

The middle stage becomes late stage, and the golden finger does not play according to common sense.
To be continued...
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