Counterattack Of The Heavens: I'm Just A Luck Plunderer

"Sure enough, these two are irreplaceable..."

Ye Ling sat on the vine chair, holding two sharp-edged supernatural crystal cores in his hands, expressing satisfaction with the information just fed back from this world.

Plundering the protagonist's luck has jumped from 0 to 20% in one go...

Originally, after he killed Hu Meng and Hu Hao, he thought it would be useful to get rid of the two dedicated thugs, but the truth was not as simple as he thought.

The Hu family siblings dealt with a lot of troubles for Lin Xu, but after their siblings died, Lin Xu could train other thugs, which would have no impact on Lin Xu's luck.

But Ye Heng and Sun Yao are completely different.

They were the reason why Lin Xu was killed and Lin Xu came back with hatred.

Now that they died in his own hands, Lin Xu would never be able to take revenge with his own hands. The target of revenge was equal to 20% of the world's luck. It was not outrageous to think so.

It was also Ye Ling's first time to use this 'normal' mode to plunder luck.

At this time, he finally caught some of the tricks in this mode.

It is currently confirmed that there are irreplaceable and irreproducible plot keys.

As for the rest...

Later, I slowly discovered that he was just a novice.

After retracting his thoughts, Ye Ling used vines to put away the nearby boxes filled with apples and continued to watch the work of these villagers.

They are working hard and seem to be thinking about performing well and maybe there will be some unexpected surprises.

It's a pity that he won't give any surprises. The apple trees that have been picked are quickly withering...

It was night now, and even with flashlights, no one noticed anything unusual.

By dawn, this apple orchard planted by the original owner's parents would have turned into a dead land.

Even because the vines are so cruel in devouring wood energy, it will be impossible to grow crops in this area for a long time.

However, this is not really important.

Acid rain, freezing, flash floods and other natural disasters will soon occur, and normal food cultivation will be impossible for a few years.

A night of apple picking finally came to an end when the sky lit up.

"Ye Ling, this orchard should have been almost harvested. Let's see if we can get everyone to go back and rest."

After the village secretary confirmed that he had finished picking, he came over to say hello to Ye Ling and wanted to talk about the next step.

"Go back, remember not to let anyone go to my house. That house was built by my parents, and now it's all over. That house belongs to me."

Ye Ling nodded and asked the village secretary to take the people away.

However, he wanted to get that beautiful self-built small building back.

"No problem. I guarantee that no one will pass by. I can ask people to keep an eye on this. Do you want to clean it up in advance? It's a bit messy in there now..."

The village secretary had a smile on his face. Before the end of the world, he had the same attitude when he met officials above the county level.

But this time he smiled from the bottom of his heart, because he originally wanted to invite Ye Ling to live in the village, but now that Ye Ling emphasized the problem of the house, it meant that he had already had this idea.

"No, you all go back, I have to deal with all these corpses."

Ye Ling waved his hand to drive people away. He would not go back to live there and there was no need to clean up.

"Then let's do this for now... hurry up, let's go home for dinner!"

The village secretary asked the villagers to leave. When they returned to the village to prepare for dinner, the people patrolling the village discovered something unusual in the apple orchard.

At dawn, Ye Ling also lit several corpses on fire and burned them all. The trees in the orchard were gradually turning from withered and yellow to powder.

The smoke from burning corpses and some dry firewood drifted away in the wind. Wherever the wind passed, those apple trees that were more than eight years old were turning into dust in the wind.

"It's over, next, is the house..."

Ye Ling walked out of the orchard. There was no life in the orchard behind him.

There was only an extinguished fire, and a faint smoke drifting out.

"Don't worry, just don't bother me. I have no interest in killing people."

Ye Ling looked at the horrified villagers because he walked into the village, smiled and walked towards the self-built small building that was still the most beautiful so far.

After standing in front of the house and watching for a while, Ye Ling sat down on the road outside the door and put one hand on the ground.

Vines emerged from the sleeves, penetrated the concrete pavement, and emerged from the inner foundation of the house.

At first no changes could be seen from the outside, but after more than ten minutes, the delicate windows of the small building suddenly shattered, and twisted vines crazily damaged the windows and walls.

When the house was completely reduced to ruins, the vines also shrank back to Ye Ling's side.