In the delightful dice game between Sweetie and Baldy, Baldy’s fortune transferred entirely to Sweetie, leaving him penniless and forced to leave the villa.

Then, Cremation Girl began her next scheme. She needed to transfer the fortune from Sweetie to herself. Stealing the fortune of the living certainly carried karmic consequences, but transferring the fortune of the dead did not.

Soon, at the opportune moment, Cremation Girl created a fire, causing Sweetie to die once more in the blaze. When Sweetie was taken to the crematorium, she transferred the fortune from Sweetie to herself.

“My plan might not have been meticulous, but my methods are definitely advanced. Whether it’s animating corpses or controlling them, my skills are top-notch. No one could possibly discover that Sweetie was a corpse. How did you find the crematorium?” Cremation Girl asked, unwilling to concede.

I nodded. “Indeed, your methods are quite advanced. It's precisely because your methods were so advanced that I found the crematorium.”

“What do you mean?” Cremation Girl asked, puzzled.

I said, “Because your methods were so advanced, I didn’t realize Sweetie was a corpse. I thought she was a living person faking her death, so of course I pursued her.”

Cremation Girl sighed deeply, saying nothing.

Baldy asked me with a curious expression, “Master, Sweetie was burned to that extent. You didn’t really think she wasn’t dead, did you? Besides, even if you suspected she was faking her death, you shouldn't have ambushed her at the crematorium.”

I said, “I suspected she was faking her death, so I came to the crematorium to ambush her. Is that not allowed?”

“It's not that it's not allowed, it's just… incomprehensible,” Baldy said truthfully.

I laughed self-deprecatingly and said, “Because I made the wrong judgment, mistakenly believing Sweetie wasn't dead and suspecting she was using the Turtle Breathing Technique to fake her death. But the Turtle Breathing Technique can't keep you from breathing or moving indefinitely. She would definitely try to escape.

And her body was carried to the police station by the firefighters. She couldn't wake up and escape from the police station, so she could only escape from the crematorium. So, I came to the crematorium to ambush her.

When I asked you to contact acquaintances, I really just wanted to find someone to keep an eye on things. It wasn't until I saw your former lover that I overturned all my previous judgments. Sweetie really was just a corpse—a pitiful corpse that had been exploited.”

Cremation Girl sighed and said, “Perhaps it really is fate. Cleverness can be one's undoing. If I hadn’t come out to meet you and hadn’t controlled Sweetie’s corpse to perform that last scene, perhaps you would never have suspected that I was the one stealing the fortune. Fate, it is fate.”

Cremation Girl stopped struggling and directly led us to an old, run-down neighborhood nearby.

I had been curious about what the home of a corpse-animating necromancer would look like, but after entering, I was completely dumbfounded.

Does a corpse-animating necromancer really live here? It looked more like a northeast shaman. Does a corpse-animating necromancer need to enshrine so many snakes? I frowned as I looked at the spirit tablets on the table.

“Master, is my fortune hidden here by her? Where is it hidden?” Baldy's eyes darted around, looking for a place to hide treasure. Seeing that Cremation Girl wasn’t speaking, he started searching himself.

Cremation Girl subconsciously took a few steps back, blocking the doorway to the second bedroom, seemingly not wanting Baldy to enter that room.

“Oh, so it’s here.”

Baldy shoved Cremation Girl aside and rushed into the room. Cremation Girl couldn’t stop him.

As soon as Baldy went in, the door slammed shut on its own.

“Crap!” Cremation Girl stamped her feet anxiously, but I sensed a hint of luck and a touch of successful scheming in her anxiety.

Immediately after, a scream came from the second bedroom.

I kicked open the door to the second bedroom, but it was too late. Baldy was kneeling on the ground, clutching his wrist. Half of his left hand was gone. A wooden box lay overturned on the ground, and a pure gold-plated snake had fallen out.

Seeing the golden snake fall out, Cremation Girl quickly went over and carefully picked it up with both hands, placing it back in the box. She bowed to the box repeatedly, apologizing to the snake and begging it not to blame her.

I quickly helped Baldy stop the bleeding and rushed him to the hospital, with Cremation Girl following behind.

On the way, Baldy kept asking me where Cremation Girl had hidden his fortune and insisted on getting it back quickly.

I said, “The fortune is in that house. In fact, you didn’t need to do anything after entering. Just staying in that house for two minutes would have naturally returned your fortune to you. The fortune originally belonged to you, and it would have known to find its owner upon seeing you.

You should worry about your hand now. I don't think the situation looks good.”

Baldy said casually, “It doesn’t matter. It’s just one hand. As long as my fortune can return, I can be a six-fingered millionaire.”

Alright, if you don’t mind, then it’s fine.

As they reached the hospital entrance, Baldy saw a lottery shop next to the hospital that was still open. Ignoring his bleeding hand, he insisted on buying a lottery ticket first to test his fortune.

I didn’t bother stopping him.

After the lottery shop owner gave him two lottery tickets with trembling hands, Baldy went to the hospital to treat his hand.

After Baldy entered the operating room, I asked Cremation Girl, “You stole other people’s fortunes just to support that golden python?”

“Yes,” Cremation Girl admitted directly. “You can tell from the layout of my house that I didn’t learn corpse animation from a young age. I’m a shamanic disciple. Not just me, but my mother and grandmother were also shamanic disciples. We enshrine that golden python.

Unfortunately, because of my willfulness, the golden python’s physical body was destroyed. To preserve its soul, it not only needed a gold body, but also long-term offerings, which require a lot of money.

To get more money, I thought of many ways. Corpse animation was also something I learned during that time. However, I have very low financial luck. No matter how hard I try, I can’t stabilize my income.

Unstable income means unstable offerings, and unstable offerings mean the golden python's soul could dissipate at any time. I had no choice but to steal fortune.”

“Has no one ever told you that doing this will harm your deity?”

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t think that bite from the golden python just now was for nothing, do you?”

Cremation Girl was stunned, and even her hands started to tremble.

“No, it can’t be, could it be…”

“There are indeed many willful people in this world, but some people just can’t afford to be willful. Just one act of willfulness can come at a great cost.”