Divine Lucky Star

The Cold Heart, the name was nothing special. Wang Hao took out his phone and clicked on Weibo, then entered The Cold Heart's page, where he saw her follower and following numbers.

The Cold Heart, following: 26, followers: 35.

"I wonder if I can find any clues from here," Wang Hao casually scrolled through but did not find any leads. This Weibo account seemed to be her private one, mostly following relatives, friends, or big company bosses, whom Wang Hao wasn't familiar with, so he was in the dark.

"Forget it," Wang Hao shook his head, "Anyway, this woman has quite a background. If I encounter something really unsolvable in the future, I will find her. For now, let's not think about it. Today has been a bad day, time to go home and sleep! Hope there won't be any more disasters! I can't take it anymore!"

Wang Hao had fully understood the power of the luck dice.

A roll of very bad luck almost killed him! But speaking of which, if he rolled very good luck or divine-level luck...

Damn, would I directly become a winner in life?!

The woman was driving a white Lamborghini down the road, but despite driving, she kept thinking about today's events, or rather, about matters related to Wang Hao.

An interesting young man, she thought to herself, doing things with neither arrogance nor submission, having his own principles, and being very steady. Such qualities in a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five are really rare.

Actually, these were minor things to her. After all, those who chased her numbered in the tens of thousands. What kind of outstanding talent hadn't she seen?

Lawyers, scientists, doctors, second-generation rich kids, second-generation officials, third-generation red elites, those who pursued her covered almost all fields.

But someone like Wang Hao, who could stay calm in such a crisis, was absolutely one in a million.

The woman drove onto the Zhonghai City cross-river bridge.

Turning on her hazard lights and parking the car, she took the computer case to the bridge's edge. She originally intended to toss the case into the river, making everything irrelevant regardless of whether there were photos inside. But after thinking about it, she shook her head.

"I'll go home and take a look," she muttered to herself twice, looked at the case again, then got back in the car and drove away.

Zhonghai City Coastal Villa.

This was the top private villa area in all of Zhonghai. Any villa here cost billions. It was no exaggeration to say that the people living here controlled over fifty percent of Zhonghai's wealth, the true high society.

Such a place was not just about having money.

Not only money, but also impeccable connections.

The woman's Lamborghini drove straight into the yard of a three-story villa in the area.

After she parked the car, a maid of about thirty came forward respectfully and said, "Miss, you're back, are you hurt?"

"Hmm, I'm fine," the woman got out of the car, took off her sunglasses, then said, "Is Uncle Wang here? Have him help me analyze this computer's hard drive." If the woman with the sunglasses could score a hundred, then showing her eyes now, she could score one hundred and twenty! They were eyes as brilliant as stars, embedded in her already stunning face. At this moment, only one word could describe her.

Perfect, flawless.

Even the most critical artist couldn't find a single flaw in her face.

"Okay," the maid nodded, "I'll call him over."

Uncle Wang was the computer program expert in this villa. In the field of electronic technology, he was among the best in the country.

"Hmm, I'm a bit tired," the woman entered the villa and lazily leaned on the sofa. At this time, a robot walked up and said, "Miss, you're back, would you like something to drink?"

"Orange juice, with three ice cubes," the woman said with her eyes closed, "Set the indoor temperature to twenty-four degrees, humidity to forty-six percent."

"Alright, please wait a moment." After the robot replied, the remote-control air conditioner and humidity control devices in the villa started working.

This butler robot was developed by Google, the most advanced product in the robot field, capable of doing eighty percent of a servant's physical work. Most importantly, it could wirelessly connect to almost all electronic devices in the villa, making it very expensive—the entire setup along with five such robots cost sixty-four million Yuan.

Currently, only eighty-eight sets had been produced worldwide, truly high-end products.

"Miss, your orange juice." About a minute later, the butler robot brought over the orange juice with three ice cubes, then shot a green light from its eyes to scan the woman from top to bottom, "Miss, you seem overly fatigued, would you like me to activate the massage chair for you to lie down for a while?"

"No need," the woman drank a sip of orange juice and then shook her head, "Let's wait until Uncle Wang arrives."

"Understood, then I won't disturb you. If you need anything, feel free to call me." The butler robot immediately retreated.

Soon, a middle-aged man of about thirty-five or thirty-six came in respectfully and said, "Miss, you called for me."

"Hmm," the woman pointed to the computer case beside her, "Check if there are any of my photos on this computer."

"Okay." Uncle Wang directly picked up the case, then took out various tools from his toolbox, quickly got the computer set up, and then downloaded professional programs to start searching.

Being a top domestic expert, Uncle Wang's actions were swift. About forty minutes later, Uncle Wang shook his head, "The computer is clean, no items related to Miss."

"I see," the woman visibly breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the case, originally wanting to say to toss it into the sea, but eventually held back. Then, somehow, she reached out to click the mouse a few times, "No photos, let's see what else is there."

"Miss, please go ahead." Uncle Wang nodded and immediately withdrew respectfully to one side.

The woman clicked a few times randomly, finding nothing important, and finally her eyes rested on two files placed on the desktop.

"Break the Heavens," "Devouring the Stars Complete Outline."

"Break the Heavens…" the woman smiled and double-clicked the file, opening it to start reading.

"Break the Heavens."

"This is a world of fighting energy, no fancy magic, only fighting energy evolved to its peak!"