CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 23: FROM THE START, THE BUYER NEVER WANTED THE COIN

Zhang Wei: ???

Subconsciously following his gaze, he looked down at himself.

"What are you saying?"

"How could I possibly be a woman?"

This buyer is so rude.

"No..." The middle-aged man was at a loss for words again, his hesitant expression making Zhang Wei increasingly anxious.

"You’re here to buy coins. Why do you care whether I’m a man or a woman?"

Nowadays even selling coins requires gender distinction.

"That’s gender discrimination!"

If it weren’t for the fact that the buyer was paying, Zhang Wei would’ve cursed him out by now.

However, seeing Zhang Wei’s angry expression, the seller lost his patience too.

"You’re getting aggressive, and I’m not even mad."

"Do you really know what you’re selling?"

Saying this, he scratched himself irritably, displaying a barely contained impatience.

Finally, his gaze fell on Zhang Wei.

At that moment, he seemed to make a decision.

"Alright, if it’s a man, then a man it is."

"I’ll make do."

Since the money’s spent, there’s no immediate alternative.

Zhang Wei: ???

Before he could react, he was suddenly pulled over and dragged away.

"Hey? What are you doing? Why are you using force when we’re just talking?"

Although Zhang Wei was a man too, his physique was relatively fragile; years of laying around had weakened his already feeble body further, leaving him no chance to resist under the other’s grip.

All he could do was use all his strength to sit back, trying to stop the man’s action, shouting while clutching the box with the coins.

In the scuffle, he didn’t even notice the middle-aged man’s intentional or unintentional pinch on his butt.

[Did I just see things? Was that the buyer’s hand? Did he just pinch the fortuitous person’s butt?]

Because of the tricky angle and rapid movement, which can’t be captured clearly by the phone camera unlike the naked eye, the viewers couldn’t confirm what they saw.

[Probably not, why would he randomly pinch his butt?]

Seeing himself unable to resist, Zhang Wei shouted for help to those around him: "Help! Robbery!"

"Save me!"

Scared of actually attracting people, the middle-aged man let go, "Weren’t you selling yourself?"

"Now you’re refusing to sell?"

Zhang Wei looked baffled, "Selling? Look at the coins!"

If not for the three thousand yuan, he would have turned and walked away by now.

What is this person’s problem, yanking him around even though he’s just selling coins?

"I even specially selected the newest one from the box for you, absolutely flawless."

If he hadn’t mentioned that, the middle-aged man wouldn’t have gotten angrier. Amid his fury, it seemed something dawned on him.

"You mother...!"

"You’re really selling coins?"

"Yeah, one-yuan coins!" Zhang Wei spread the money in his hand, but was met with insults.

"You look like an idiot!"

He looked at Zhang Wei like he was watching a fool. After a moment, he nudged his cheek with his tongue, unable to hold back, landing a punch on Zhang Wei’s temple.

At that moment, Zhang Wei almost lost consciousness, seeing stars, barely able to stand.

Already weaker, now completely devoid of fight, unable even to resist or flee, just allowing himself to be beaten down to the ground.

[Wait, what’s happening? Why did this suddenly turn into a fight?]

[What’s going on? Everything was fine a second ago.]

[Should we come up with something? Are we just going to watch? While the fortuitous one isn’t great, I don’t think he deserves to die.]

...

Mu Yunchu shook her fan, "Don’t worry, he won’t die."

Even saying this, she didn’t actually intervene.

Since it was his choice, Mu Yunchu wasn’t inclined to interfere much.

The scene continued until a few minutes later when a police car suddenly sped over and stopped by the roadside. Several officers got out quickly, controlled the middle-aged man beating Zhang Wei.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei was nearly unconscious.

Even when sent to the hospital, he kept mumbling, "Since you beat me, you must buy my coins..."

[...Is this fortuitous one insane?]

[Nearly lost his life and still mulling over selling coins.]

As he was taken for treatment, the livestream had to be cut off.

Confused viewers could only turn to Mu Yunchu for answers.

[Host, what’s going on? This is the most baffling livestream I’ve ever seen.]

[Tell me about it, I haven’t understood anything since it began with selling coins, I thought it was just me, but seems everyone feels the same.]

[Why did a perfectly normal transaction turn out like this?]

Mu Yunchu: "Because he stumbled into an improper transaction."

[???]

[Improper transaction? Is it what I’m thinking?]

Mu Yunchu’s gaze seemed to penetrate the screen, nodding slightly.

"It’s exactly what you’re thinking."

"From the start, the buyer wasn’t looking to purchase coins."

[!!! I thought so, how could an ordinary coin sell for such a price.]

[No wonder the buyer looked strange the entire time, as if treating the fortuitous person like a fool.]

[Initially, what was he trying to buy?]

"People."

Mu Yunchu’s voice was calm, but carried a chilling edge.

Even her aura grew colder.

[People???]

The viewers thought they misheard.

"Heads signify male, tails female."

The coin’s year represents age.

Just eight simple words, but all the viewers understood.

The livestream had been recorded all along, and upon hearing Mu Yunchu’s explanation, their first reaction was to check back on their videos.

The image paused on Zhang Wei showing the product interface to the viewers in the livestream.

The coin he held was face-up with the number ’1’.

[Oh my, it’s true... No wonder the buyer exclaimed ’How come it’s a man.’]

[Suddenly, I don’t understand this world anymore.]

[Wasn’t it said the host once predicted he’d come into unexpected fortune today?]

"Indeed, the assailant will compensate him ten thousand dollars." Mu Yunchu nodded slightly.

[???]

[Some fortune, turns out to be this way?]

[No wonder the host warned about paying the price, the fortuitous one was too stubborn, otherwise, this calamity could have been avoided.]

[After getting to know him for over an hour, I doubt he’d consider this misfortune...]

[I agree.]

...

Probably because the topic touched on areas unfamiliar to them, the chat room buzzed with fervor.

They didn’t even notice when a third fortuitous person was randomly selected up.

It was a female user with the ID named Rong Rong.

As soon as her somewhat haggard face appeared on screen, she lowered her voice and shouted:

"Help me! Please save me!"