I was the true heiress, despised by my entire family. My teachers and classmates loathed me, my childhood sweetheart was repulsed by my looks, and only the transfer student, Chloe, treated me like a friend. When I was falsely accused of stealing, she was the only one who believed me. When my childhood sweetheart called me a two-hundred-pound pig, she supported me as I tried to lose weight. When my parents kicked me out, she took me in. I thought she was my lifelong best friend, until the day Chloe pushed me from the eighteenth floor. Before falling, I heard her disgust: "You fat pig, do you think anyone would help you if it wasn't to drain your last ounce of luck?! Just die already! I'll gladly take over everything you have!" My eyes widened in shock. No wonder everyone who loved me had turned against me. Filled with burning resentment, I found myself back on the day Chloe transferred to our class. But this time, I could hear her inner voice. [System, is this the Child of Fortune?] A mechanical voice chimed in: [Yes, Host. As long as you can make those around her despise her, you can plunder a portion of her luck. Eventually, her beauty, grades, childhood sweetheart, and family fortune will all be yours!] Hearing this, I looked up, meeting Chloe’s predatory gaze. ...... Seeing me look at her, Chloe flashed a sweet smile. I lowered my head, expressionless, hatred churning within me. So she was bound to a Luck Plundering System! The more people hated me, the more luck she gained! No wonder I felt my body growing weaker and weaker in my past life! I steadied my emotions, knowing that after PE class, she would frame me for stealing! Sure enough, upon returning from PE, Chloe shrieked, "My grandmother's heirloom is gone!" Everyone panicked immediately. "No way, check again! Could it have fallen somewhere?" "Holy crap! Who the hell stole my money?!" Instantly, the classroom descended into anger and panic. Chloe cried out, red-eyed, "Whoever took the bracelet my grandmother left me, please give it back! I can pay you!" She was sobbing hysterically, and classmates comforted her sympathetically. The class president said grimly, "Let's check the security cameras!" I sneered inwardly; the cameras were already jammed by the system. As expected, the class president returned empty-handed. Chloe suddenly looked at me, tears streaming down her face. "Emma, you came back to the classroom halfway through. Did you see who took our things?" Instantly, all eyes turned to me. The class president hesitated before saying, "Emma, I want to trust you, but... can we check your desk?" Liam shielded me, frowning at her. "Emma wouldn't do something like that!" Chloe looked at Liam, weeping sorrowfully. Liam wavered. "Emma, I believe you, but maybe you should just..." Rolling my eyes, I zipped open my backpack. Inside were the missing items. The class erupted. Chloe looked at me, heartbroken. "Emma, do you hate me? Why else would you do this? How did I offend you?" She sobbed uncontrollably while the others comforted her, shooting me looks of disgust. "Your family is rich, and you still steal! How disgusting!" "She looks so innocent, but she's a thief behind our backs!" "Chloe, you're too kind! Stealing is wrong, no matter what! It's a character flaw! Total moral bankruptcy!" As the classmates glared at me, Chloe, eyes red, asked understandingly, "Emma, is there a misunderstanding?" The others grew even angrier. "She was caught red-handed! What misunderstanding?! You're just too soft-hearted!" They started grabbing at me. "We have to tell the teacher! She needs to be punished!" Then I heard the voice of Chloe's system: [Disgust value +10, +5, +8...] Followed by Chloe's excited voice: [Soon, I'll take her beauty and figure! Make her a fat pig! I won't even have to do anything, people will be disgusted just looking at her!] But before her dream could come true, I pulled out my phone, looking hurt, and played a video. "I didn't do it." I looked a little embarrassed. "I went to the bathroom during PE and saw someone sneaking around in the classroom, so I recorded it. I didn't think they were stealing." Chloe's face stiffened. She scrambled to watch the video, and the others gathered around. The video clearly showed someone sneaking around and taking things. The face was blurry, but the figure clearly wasn't mine. The classmates erupted in anger. "What an idiot! What was she thinking? Why can't we see her face?" "Did Emma and Chloe offend someone? I'm telling the teacher!" "Wait, doesn't that figure look familiar?" Someone eyed the class suspiciously. I looked at Chloe. "I never came back to the classroom. Why did you say you saw me?" Chloe panicked, stammering, "I-I must have seen wrong." [Disgust value reset to zero.] Hearing this, Chloe glared at me with vicious resentment. She refused to give up. [System, she got lucky this time! Tomorrow is the placement exam. Isn't Emma top of her grade? I'll frame her for cheating! Once her teachers, classmates, and parents are disappointed in her, I'll snatch her grades and Liam's love!] That's exactly what happened in my past life. It destroyed the trust of my teachers and parents. My classmates despised me, my grades plummeted, and I became the laughingstock of the school. Liam even called me a despicable pig and joined in mocking me. But this time, I wouldn't let her win! The next day, I breezed through the exam and handed in my paper early. But just as the exam ended, Chloe shot up from her seat. The homeroom teacher looked at her, confused. "Chloe, what is it?" Chloe cast a conflicted look my way before announcing loudly, "Mr. Smith, Emma cheated!" The entire class froze. We were the honors class; a single point could mean a drop of several ranks, and our allowance depended on it. Anyone caught cheating would be metaphorically torn to shreds. Liam was still protective of me at this point. He frowned at Chloe. "Why are you always causing trouble for Emma?!" Chloe looked at him tearfully. "I was a victim last time too! I just think it's unfair to everyone else!" Mr. Smith frowned. "What proof do you have? Emma is always number one. Why would she cheat?" She pointed at me. "The proof is in her pocket. I saw her put a cheat sheet in there, and..." She seemed to muster her courage. "And... maybe her past top scores were cheated too?" Instantly, all eyes were on me. The teacher gave me a searching look, asking me to prove my innocence. But when I reached into my pocket, my face paled—there was actually something in there! Seeing my hesitation, the others grew suspicious. Chloe, unable to hold back, rushed over and pulled the item from my pocket. It was a cheat sheet! Everyone's expressions twisted. "Emma actually cheated? Was she cheating all along?" "And we thought she was so smart! My parents always compared me to her! I thought she had real talent! She's just a cheater? Disgusting!" "We never got first place because of her! She needs to be severely punished!" Chloe looked at me apologetically. "Emma, I'm doing this for your own good..." Inwardly, she was rejoicing as the system announced the rising disgust values! I sneered. Trying to steal my luck wouldn't be that easy this time! I unfolded the paper and showed it to everyone. It was covered in random doodles. The class fell silent. I glared at her coldly. "This is a cheat sheet?" Chloe's face changed. "Impossible!" "Impossible?" I scoffed. "Let me ask you, where exactly did I cheat? When did you see me cheating?" Chloe's face darkened, and the class grew impatient. "What's with the drama? Do you think we have all day?" "Always crying and playing the victim. Who's even bullying her?" "Speaking of which, didn't the person in the video yesterday look a lot like Chloe?" Chloe panicked, biting her lip hard. Her eyes darted around, but she remained stubborn. "It wasn't me! I really saw it! I don't know what's going on!" I laughed coldly and pulled an identical piece of paper from her pocket. This time, it was a real cheat sheet. I had anticipated her move and slipped the real cheat sheet into her pocket. "It seems the real cheater is someone else." Chloe's face drained of color. "It's not me! I didn't do it!" I looked at her coldly. "The evidence is right here. What else do you have to say? How did I offend you? Why are you doing this?" Chloe was speechless. Finally, she saw the balcony and ran toward it, crying that she was going to jump. The whole incident ended inconclusively. She failed to steal my luck and instead became isolated by the class. Ignoring Chloe's resentful glares, I continued studying. But I heard her inner voice: [System, does that bitch Emma know something? I definitely put that cheat sheet in her pocket!] The mechanical voice replied: [No anomalies detected.] [Useless!] Chloe closed her eyes. [Looks like I'll have to bleed a little!] Hearing this, I frowned slightly, but before I could process it, Chloe appeared in front of me. Her eyes were red, her shoulders trembling. "Emma, I'm sorry, I saw wrong!" I watched her warily, unsure of her game. When I ignored her, she grabbed me. "Emma, can you forgive me? I really didn't mean it!" Her voice grew louder, drawing the attention of the class. Then, she dropped to her knees. My face changed, and I tried to pull her up, but the moment I reached out, she slammed her head hard against the desk. Blood immediately gushed from her forehead. Chloe shrieked, begging desperately, "Emma! I was wrong, please stop hitting me! I didn't mean it!" Her voice was weak and broken. The other students rushed over. The class president paled, holding Chloe and shouting, "Get her to the nurse!" A few students frantically carried Chloe away. The class president turned on me, furious. "Are you crazy?! Why would you do that? Even if she misunderstood you, you can't just attack her like that! Are you trying to kill her?!" "She was on her knees begging you, what more do you want? Do you think she's an easy target because she's soft-spoken? This is school, not your house!" "Emma, I misjudged you! If something happens to Chloe, how will you live with yourself?!" I could feel their disgust. Panic set in, and I tried to explain, "No! She hit her own head!" But they just stared at me coldly. Suddenly, I felt a strong pull on my arm. Liam yanked me away so forcefully I almost fell. He looked grim. "Emma, you need to apologize to Chloe!" I felt it was absurd, but he continued, "I'm doing this for your own good. You can't just hit people! When did you become so violent?!" Although I had long stopped liking him, their lack of trust still terrified me. I was completely caught off guard this time! Seeing me frozen, Liam tried to drag me to the nurse's office. I struggled fiercely and slapped him hard across the face. "Get away from me!" Liam held his cheek, staring at me in disbelief. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Fine! You'll regret this!" I returned to the classroom, deeply unsettled. The class president had already fetched the homeroom teacher, who wanted an explanation but clearly didn't believe me either. "You've disappointed me so much. You must apologize to Chloe! Or I'll have to call your parents!" I knew the teacher was already being lenient, but I felt so wronged that I stubbornly refused. Just as the teacher was about to lose her temper, Liam walked in, supporting Chloe. With her forehead bandaged and looking weak, Chloe pleaded, "Mr. Smith, I believe Emma didn't mean it. I don't need her apology." Her innocent smile made the teacher and students despise me even more. Mr. Smith looked at me with disappointment. "Emma, reflect on your actions! I'll be reporting this to the school administration!" A classmate added indignantly, "Chloe, you're too kind! If it were me, I'd make sure she was punished!" Liam looked at me with disappointment. "Emma, what happened to you?" Everyone blamed me, while the true culprit, Chloe, looked at me with understanding—but I knew she was mocking me! [System, an idiot like Emma is no match for me. Transfer her grades to me first!] As soon as she finished, my mind grew foggy. The knowledge in my head was vanishing! And Chloe's smile grew wider! After that, my classmates isolated me. Teachers called on me, but I couldn't answer even the simplest questions, while Chloe answered them flawlessly using multiple methods. By the end of the day, all my teachers had criticized me and praised Chloe. My classmates gave me weird looks; they started suspecting my past grades were fake! Seeing my panic, Chloe felt triumphant. [System, I didn't know the top student knew so much! I was going to take it slow, but now I'm going all in. I'll make the whole world hate her, and I'll absorb all her luck! Then, everything she has will be mine!] [I need to borrow some points this time. Once I finish her off, I'll pay you back double!] Hearing this, memories of my past life—being hated and revled by everyone—flooded back. I stumbled home, just wanting to hide. But I still went to school the next day. I wouldn't let her win! As soon as I entered the classroom, everyone looked at me strangely. Uneasy, I tried to talk to the class president, but she shrieked and jumped away. "What's wrong?" I asked nervously. Suddenly, inappropriate sounds filled the room. The smartboard played a video of me in bed with several thugs, my eyes glazed over. My face went pale. Before I could speak, Liam grabbed me angrily. "Emma! Wasn't what you did enough? Do you have to humiliate me in front of the whole class?! How could you be this kind of woman?! You're disgusting!" "I don't know what you're talking about! The video is fake! I can prove it!" I denied frantically. Liam looked at me with even more disgust. "Still pretending? I had it analyzed the moment it went viral online. It's real! Why did you become like this?!" My face was white as a sheet, my body trembling. How could this be? My classmates looked at me with revulsion, like I was filth. "Disgusting. She acts so proper, but she'll take anything in private!" "Maybe she wasn't falsely accused the previous times. What wouldn't someone like her do?" "She even hit someone! If Mr. Smith wasn't so soft, she would've been suspended!" Students from other classes sneaked photos of me with their phones. I tried to turn off the video, but Chloe stopped me. "Emma, why don't you respect yourself? Do you know what they're saying online? They're calling you a streetwalker, saying you only charge twenty bucks... I can't even say it!" Other classmates chimed in, "Chloe! Why are you still defending her?! She's just cheap! She hit you last time!" I pushed her away, shouting, "I didn't!" "Why won't you admit it?" Chloe looked at me with disappointment, but inwardly she was ecstatic. Just a little more, and all my luck would be hers. I felt physically ill, swollen and confused. Then, my parents and Mr. Smith arrived, accompanied by a group of reporters. Seeing them, Chloe stepped forward like an angel. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, Emma didn't mean it, you have to talk to her calmly! And make sure to wear gloves. I heard people who play around like that carry viruses~" Chloe noted my parents' murderous glares and felt incredibly smug. [Once Emma's parents completely lose hope in her, her luck will be practically gone! Hahaha!] My parents stormed in, raising their hands—but the slap landed squarely on Chloe's face. My father's voice was full of disgust and rage. "You bitch! The one messing around outside is someone else!" Chloe's smile froze. Panicked, she touched her cheek, looking at my parents tearfully. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, what are you doing? Did you hit the wrong person?" My mother's glare was deadly. "Hit the wrong person? Don't you deserve to be hit?!" Chloe frantically called the system. [System! What does she mean?! Why do I deserve to be hit? Do they know something?] The mechanical voice replied: [Host, you must find the problem yourself.] [You're useless! What good are you?! Forget it! I have a bad feeling about this. Use all my disgust points to buy the love of Emma's parents!] My heart clenched, and I instinctively gripped my parents' hands tightly. My understanding of the system was superficial—what if history repeated itself? Sensing my fear, my mother turned to me with a loving gaze. "Don't worry. We will clear your name and teach those ingrates a lesson!" Chloe grew even more terrified, urging the system. [Hurry! Hurry!] My heart was in my throat, but the system just buzzed. [No disgust points detected from the Child of Fortune's parents. Cannot complete transaction... bzzzt—] Chloe raged internally, but I sighed in relief. The system wasn't omnipotent! The other students were completely confused. "The evidence is irrefutable. What else is there to say?" "I bet Emma is using her family's money to buy fake evidence!" Mr. Smith was also confused. The principal had sent her to expel me, given the massive online uproar. As an honors student, Mr. Smith actually believed me and had secretly gotten the video analyzed. It could have been an AI deepfake, but the results showed the video was completely authentic. No tampering detected! So, hearing my parents say they had evidence, she was skeptical. My parents held up a flash drive. "We do have evidence. It proves that the girl messing around with those thugs wasn't my daughter! It was—her!" My father pointed at Chloe. The whole room gasped. Chloe cursed inwardly but maintained her innocent facade. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, I know you want to find a scapegoat for Emma, but I'm innocent!" The internet exploded. "The evidence is clear! They're not keeping a low profile, they're actually looking for a scapegoat?!" "This family is disgusting! I heard they own a company. If their company survives this, I'll eat shit doing a handstand!" "That poor classmate. She was just defending her! They're bullying her because she's an easy target!" Liam shielded Chloe, glaring at me. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, why are you framing Chloe? She was just defending Emma! Even if you want to help Emma, you can't just slander someone else!" Chloe cried pitifully, cursing inwardly. I knew she had already stolen some of my luck; I couldn't think straight anymore. My parents looked at Liam with disappointment. "You're Emma's fiancé, and you don't believe her? Good thing you aren't together yet! Once this is over, our families' engagement is off!" Liam looked as if he'd been struck by lightning. Pain and conflict flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward, but Chloe tugged at him, and his expression hardened again. Anxious, I knew we couldn't delay. "Mom, Dad, play the video!" My parents nodded. Chloe's face turned pale. She didn't know what video we had, but she definitely couldn't let it play. She tried to stop them, but how could she overpower my parents? She shrieked, "Liam! They're going to frame me!" Liam hesitated, glancing at me before stepping forward, only to be slapped by my father. The fake video was deleted, and the video from the flash drive was played. Everyone was stunned. The class president's mouth hung open. "What... what's going on?" The reporters my father brought dutifully started recording. The video showed the same thugs, but the girl with them wasn't me. It was Chloe. Pale-faced, Chloe screamed and rushed to block the screen. "That's not me! It's not me! They're framing me!" My father scoffed. "Not you? Yesterday, Emma warned me, so I had people follow you and record your every move. I didn't expect you to do something like this! And somehow, you pinned it on my daughter!" Chloe screamed, "Impossible! Your video is an AI deepfake!" She glared at me venomously, frantically calling the system. [What's happening?! How did that bitch Emma know?!] I felt the changes in my body slowing down. The others were probably starting to doubt her. Liam watched in shock. "What's going on? How can there be two identical videos with different people?!" "I had Emma's video tested; it was real!" My father snorted. "You can test our video too!" Liam looked at me, pale. I coldly averted my gaze. The online discussion was also intense. "What's going on? Is this a ghost story? Am I dreaming?" "Just another PR stunt. I bet the family is just in denial." "No, this video is real too." "Exactly, I asked a tech expert. Both videos are authentic!" A sudden silence fell over the room. Mr. Smith sighed in relief and asked the question on everyone's mind: "What exactly is going on? Either both videos are fake, or only one is real!" Of course, she hoped both were fake! Trembling, Chloe glared at me. "Her family is rich! They bribed someone to fake it!" The others pondered this. Just then, several men walked in. Seeing them, Chloe looked as if she'd been struck by lightning. My parents let them in. "Tell them what really happened that day!" It was the thugs from the video. They looked a bit dazed themselves. Chloe was terrified. [Damn it! System! Are you working with them to set me up? Didn't you make them kill themselves after we finished? How could you screw this up?] The system's cold, mechanical voice replied: [Host, I followed your instructions. You assumed it was foolproof and didn't witness their deaths. I told you before, the system isn't omnipotent. Everything must be based on existing reality. To frame Emma and make it undetectable, you had to pay the price. Pushing them to suicide was already a violation of protocol. If you cannot plunder Emma's luck and repay your borrowed points twofold... you will pay with your soul!] The system's emotionless voice sounded like a reaper coming for her soul! Terrified, she screamed inwardly, [No, no, no! I still have a chance!] When the thugs saw Chloe, their eyes cleared a bit. "It's her! She came to us that day, offered us money for some 'excitement'! Said the more guys, the better! We wanted the cash, so we went to the Bingtian Motel with her and filmed it... but..." His expression turned fearful. "But... after it was over, my buddies and I couldn't think of anything except killing ourselves. That's all we could think about. If someone hadn't grabbed us on the way, we'd be dead!" "She's a demon! She's not human!"

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