The Luck Exchange System

My name is Jane Wyatt, born in an ordinary small town in the south. My parents were ordinary office workers; life wasn't wealthy but stable. When I was five, my mother's belly gradually grew larger. Our family was expecting a new member, and every day I hoped my younger brother would be born soon. That morning, just as dawn was breaking, my mother was rushed to the hospital. I paced back and forth in the hospital corridor, my palms slick with sweat. Around noon, the nurse came out smiling and announced that my mother had given birth to a boy. I skipped joyfully into the ward, looking at my tiny younger brother swaddled tightly, my heart swelling with happiness. Our parents named my younger brother Jack Wyatt, hoping he would have a bright future. A few days later, a fortune teller clad in a teal robe arrived at our home. It was my grandma who specifically invited him, saying she wanted to have Jack Wyatt's fate pattern read. The fortune teller took Jack Wyatt's birth details, squinting as he counted with his fingers for quite some time. His expression gradually darkened, and his brows knitted tightly. Jack's parents sensed something was wrong and hurriedly asked what had happened. The fortune teller sighed and said that Jack Wyatt's fate pattern was that of a heavenly curse star, meaning his life would be filled with misfortune and he could bring harm to those around him. After hearing this, Jack's parents' faces turned deathly pale. His mother immediately burst into tears, grabbing the fortune teller's hand and begging him to find a solution. The fortune teller shook his head and said this was an innate fate pattern, very difficult to change unless a once-in-a-lifetime chance came along. Since then, my parents' smiles had grown scarce, and they were always sighing whenever they looked at Jack Wyatt. As for me, I seemed to have become the family's only solace. When I was little, everything I did went smoothly. In kindergarten, I was always praised by the teachers. When buying snacks, I would sometimes even win "buy one, get one free" prizes. My parents gradually realized that I seemed to be born with good fortune. They often patted my head and said, "Luckily, we still have such a fortunate daughter." At that time, I didn't really understand what luck was; I only knew that making my parents happy was enough for me. Day by day, time passed, and I grew up little by little. In the blink of an eye, I had turned ten. That night, after finishing my homework, I was about to go to bed. Just as I closed my eyes, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in my mind. [Host detected as meeting conditions, Luck Exchange System officially activated] I snapped my eyes open abruptly, thinking I must have imagined it. I glanced around, but I was alone in the room with nothing out of the ordinary. Just as I was confused, that mechanical voice sounded again. [Host: Jane Wyatt. Age: 10 years old. Current luck value: 85 (Excellent). The Luck Exchange function can be activated to transfer one's own luck to others or to accept others' misfortune.] I was stunned, my fingers unconsciously picking at the blanket. I tried silently asking myself, "What is Luck Exchange?" [Luck Exchange means the host can voluntarily choose to transfer some aspect of their good luck to a designated person, and can also choose to accept that person's misfortune; each exchange consumes a certain amount of the host's mental energy.] I nodded vaguely, feeling both shocked and afraid.