Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 161

"I love you ~ dear girl ~"

Next door to him, there sat a young man who was singing happily. He was slightly fat, but very pleasant-looking, and had a pair of smiling eyes. Qingchuan usually didn't observe people so carefully, but this person was really special.

Amidst the smoky atmosphere, there is only a little bit of white.

This was not the first time he had seen black energy. Passers-by also occasionally had some, covering their bodies with a thin layer. Qingchuan guessed that this was bad luck or a sign of misfortune. But it is rare to see such thick black air that almost covers the entire face.

And this is not just one or two, but a group.

The little fat man next to him is the only white among all the black, without any black air at all.

Out of curiosity, he changed his ticket and boarded the plane.

That's right, he is now sitting on a plane heading to the crew - a famous film and television city.

About half a month ago, Qingchuan received the official notice, and then he signed a contract with the crew to become the sixth male heir apparent, and he also got his part of the script. Now he is on his way to the set.

But it wasn't this plane before, but the one taking off an hour later. Qingchuan changed the ticket temporarily and squeezed on.

The position he chose was right next to this strange little fat man. When he got closer, he saw a life-saving prop on him. It was a string of wooden beads with magical runes attached to it, forming a protective spell.

This is the first time Qingchuan has seen the props made by warlocks in this world.

He knew that there was mysticism in this world, but he had never encountered it. Maybe it was because he was too homely, or maybe the warlocks in this world were a little different and couldn't see it. But after all, he often sees some weird colored Qi.

The red energy last time had the effect of confusing people, and the black energy was bad luck.

Qingchuan initially thought that black energy represented death, but if black energy was death, the strange thing was that it was not present in the dying old man.

He felt that this black energy might be bad luck. If it covered his face, it would be some kind of fatal bad luck. It is an unchangeable natural law for human beings to die naturally at the end of their lifespan, but accidents can be eliminated. Perhaps this is the essence of black energy.

Doom that may be altered and removed.

So he changed his ticket and now sits on it, near the aisle.

On another note, he is no longer in a wheelchair, can walk normally, and his body is back to its prime.

The fat guy next door is special. He is the only white guy and has no bad luck at all. Maybe he won't do any harm, while everyone else will end up dead.

Qingchuan and the little fat man sat together. They sat at the tail of the plane. I heard that sitting at the tail of the plane was the safest because this is where the black box was placed.

If the plane loses control on the way, it is impossible for anyone to survive, even if the little fat man has life-saving tools in his hands. Going back and reasoning, Qingchuan guessed that the accident should have happened during the landing. At least the accident that caused everyone's misfortune was caused during the landing.

Qingchuan's mind is filled with all kinds of disaster movies.

"Sir, please don't make any noise." The flight attendant reminded the guy next door.