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Chapter 871 "The Omen Slab: Who is the most beautiful person in the world?"

It seems that the disappearance of Paradise World did not affect Xu Xingcheng; he is still happily bouncing around in various dungeons.

Hopefully, when I encounter Xu Xingcheng in the next dungeon run, he'll be able to explain to me the purpose of this paradise world that has turned into a seed. Of course, before he explains, I'll have to give him a couple of whacks to get revenge for what happened in the paradise world.

If it weren't for the fact that he had experienced too many reincarnations in the Paradise World and was too exhausted in body and mind, Gu Mian would have loved to enter the dungeon right now and smash the evil god with two blows.

After the divination results were obtained, the diviner visibly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had fulfilled his mission.

But judging from Gu Mian's demeanor, it seems this is just the beginning, and there are still things she needs to divine later.

The fortune teller asked hesitantly, "Would you like me to divine anything else?"

Gu Mian nodded.

Actually, he wanted to have the fortune teller divine the matter of that giant tree again, but firstly, the tree was too abstract, and even Gu Mian didn't know how to accurately describe it, so it would be even more inaccurate when relayed to the fortune teller; secondly, he felt that it was too difficult for her to have the fortune teller divine such a thing, and she might die suddenly from vomiting blood before the divination results were obtained.

So he decided to have the fortune teller divine something a little simpler.

"Could you please tell me where I came from, what my future holds, and what great achievements I will attain...?"

Before Gu Mian could finish speaking, the fortune teller's hands began to tremble violently.

She thought again of the exploding crystal ball, and the shattered omen slab from yesterday's divination of Gu Mian's whereabouts. Forget divination, she felt she was going to die if she continued listening.

The fortune teller's vision began to darken, and he felt he was about to faint at any moment.

"Haha, just kidding." Seeing the fortune teller about to faint, Gu Mian quickly stopped the conversation.

Hearing this, the fortune teller's vision returned, and she said weakly, "Besides this, is there anything else you need me to divine?"

Putting aside the question of divination, Gu Mian came here to ask about 007.

"I heard 007 asked you to help her divine the location of Renle Mountain?" Gu Mian asked.

The fortune teller nodded, touching the stone slab in his hand: "This is the divination slab I used to perform the divination for her. The result was... a dog."

"What kind of dog?" Gu Mian asked.

“It’s just… very ordinary,” the fortune teller gestured with his hand, “like the dogs we usually see outside, neither pretty nor ugly.”

Could that be the dog that 007 used to own?

Gu Mian wondered to herself, "But what does Renle Mountain have to do with that dog? Why would a fortune teller predict the dog that 007 used to keep when divining about the movements of Renle Mountain?"

The fortune teller continued, "When she saw the dog appear on the stone slab, she looked somewhat dazed, so she probably recognized the dog. Since that divination, she hasn't come back for my divination. I think she probably knows the location of Renle Mountain."

So, has 007 been busy looking for Renle Mountain these past few days? That doesn't make sense either. If 007 knew the exact location of Renle Mountain, he would have gone straight there—if Renle Mountain were hidden nearby.

But if Renle Mountain is not located nearby, but far away, even if 007 knows the destination, there is nothing he can do.

"Has she been going back to the apartment these past few days?" Gu Mian asked.

The fortune teller pondered for a moment before speaking: "I don't go out much, so I don't see her often. Do you think she left the apartment to go find Renle Mountain? Probably not. If she were leaving, she would have told us in advance. Anyway, 007 lives next door to me. I'll keep an eye out for her and let you know when she comes back next time."

Gu Mian nodded.

He didn't think 007 had left them to go find Renle Mountain. Last time, they used Xiao Qiao's big data search to search for the location of Renle Mountain and his companions, but the big data search couldn't find them.

There are two possibilities. The first possibility is that Ren Leshan and Lao Liu from Shengli Hardware are already far away from them, at least 800 li away. The second possibility is that both of them have special items that can block big data searches.

Gu Mian felt that the first possibility was more likely, and that Renle Mountain was probably already very far away from them.

If 007 wants to find Renle Mountain, he needs to travel a very long way.

Gu Mian knew that she had a means of transportation that she could use to get around: a children's rocking car, which was fast but expensive.

According to others, 007 has hardly stayed in the apartment these past few days, leading Gu Mian to suspect that she has gone out to prepare travel expenses.

She's probably been making money in dungeons these past few days.

“If you are in a hurry to see her, I can also use the stone tablet to ask her where she is now,” the fortune teller suggested.

"Forget it, let's wait until she gets back." Gu Mian shook his head, then looked at the stone slab in the fortune teller's hand. "May I try this stone slab?"

He still wanted to ask about the giant tree, but he couldn't describe it to the fortune teller. Gu Mian was also afraid that if she really asked the fortune teller about it herself, she would die on the spot, so he wanted to try it himself.

However, Chu Changge said that only those with the profession of fortune teller can use the omen tablet.

"Theoretically, only those who are professional diviners can use this stone tablet, but perhaps there will be an exception for you? Give it a try." The diviner thought for a moment, then handed the stone tablet to Gu Mian and added, "Don't ask about yourself."

Gu Mian nodded and accepted it.

He looked down at the bluestone slab in his hand. There was a barely perceptible crack in the middle of the slab, probably not left from the last time he divined his whereabouts. The bluestone slab was thick and ancient, and had a certain weight in his hand. It was thanks to the diviner's daily physical training since leaving the junkyard instance that he could carry this nearly ten-pound bluestone slab and study it every day.

The words that had appeared on the bluestone slab had disappeared. Gu Mian looked at the slab in her hand for a moment and then asked, "I want to..."

"Click"

Gu Mian: "..."

Before Gu Mian could finish her second word, the omen stone slab eagerly provided the answer.

"click" "click"

The more he talked, the more anxious he became.

The tiny crack on the stone slab was rapidly spreading outwards, threatening to engulf the entire slab.

Gu Mian felt that if it continued talking, it would die.

Seeing this, the fortune teller hurriedly took the bluestone slab from Gu Mian's hands, stroking the cracks with a pained expression: "The crystal ball exploded the first time I did a divination for you after I met you. I had only recently become a fortune teller then, so it's understandable that my skills weren't fully developed. But later, I was able to divine some things about you..."

The fortune teller was right.

She even calculated that Gu Mian would be laid to rest a few days ago.

“But since entering the Paradise World this time, you seem to be harder to divine than before.” The diviner took out a roll of tape from under his pillow and tightly wrapped it around the stone slab to prevent it from cracking further.

Fortunately, the omen stone slab calmed down after leaving Gu Mian's hands and no new cracks appeared.

It seemed there was no way to ask the oracle about the tree. Gu Mian encouraged the fortune teller, telling her to level up her skills so she could continue telling fortunes for her in the future, then got up and left her room.

When the fortune teller saw Gu Mian off, he looked at him as if he were a ghost, clearly frightened by Gu Mian's encouragement earlier.

After returning from the amusement park, he didn't even rest, and went straight to the apartment, visiting everyone's rooms.

Now that everything is done, I can finally rest for a while.

He hardly rested in the amusement park world, usually only sleeping a few hours at night, and then immediately starting to catch up on the schedule.

"I'll get some sleep first..." Gu Mian returned to her room and lay down on the bed, feeling exhausted.

Chu Changge and Fatty haven't returned yet.

The fat man is probably still out there looking for Louis and Mr. Green, while Chu Changge...

Gu Mian thought about the scene when Chu Changge stood at Xie Bi'an's door and was worried that Chu Changge might kill Xie Bi'an to silence him while he was asleep.

He thought to himself, "I'll go see Xie Bi'an after I've rested."

But before he could fall asleep, it felt like something slammed onto his bed, and Gu Mian felt himself bounce up and down on the bed.

He opened his eyes in confusion and saw the fat man's big face.

"Doctor! I'm back." The fat man shouted in Gu Mian's ear, "I brought Mr. Green and Little Red back."

Gu Mian then fully opened her eyes and looked behind the fat man.

He saw two figures, one red and one green, standing behind him; they were Little Red and Mr. Green.

At this moment, the red figure couldn't wait to come to the bedside and plunged into his blankets, while the green figure was still standing there, looking at Gu Mian curiously: "Where have you been these past few days? People have been crying and wailing all day while you weren't here."

Gu Mian knew that the person he was talking about crying and wailing was the fat man.

It seems Mr. Green is unaware of what happened in the Paradise World. That makes sense, since Gu Mian took away Mr. Green's phone, which allowed him to contact the lower-dimensional world, he has lost all communication channels with the lower-dimensional world.

In fact, the cell phone that Mr. Green carries, which allows him to contact NPCs, was probably intentionally placed on him by the lower-dimensional world so that it would be convenient for him to contact the lower-dimensional world and provide them with information after he was brought out.

Poor Mr. Green was unaware that he had been abandoned by the lower-dimensional world and still longed to go back.

However, Mr. Green was brought back to the real world by himself. According to Liu Ruyan, Mr. Green's origin is no longer in the lower-dimensional world, so even if he goes back temporarily, he cannot stay for long.

Gu Mian snapped out of her daze and looked at Mr. Green by the bedside: "Do you have any contact information for NPCs in lower-dimensional worlds, besides those in the Paradise world?"

Mr. Green looked at Gu Mian nervously, not knowing what he meant: "What do you want to do? Do you want to go and ruin the dungeons of the people I know again?"

"Do I look like that kind of person? I just wanted to chat with everyone, my dears." Gu Mian put on an innocent expression.

Even though Mr. Green was unwilling, he didn't dare to stubbornly say "I won't" to Gu Mian.

Under Gu Mian's tyranny, he tearfully confessed about his relatives and friends.

Although he wore an unwilling expression, he breathed a sigh of relief after revealing his relatives and friends, constantly telling himself, "It's the enemy who's too terrifying, not that I'm too cowardly."

Mr. Green has given up on three hostages. Gu Mian looked at the programmer's notebook in her hand, which now has three more phone numbers added to it.

[Refugee Office, Male Tao 16661111] [Refugee Power Branch No. 18, Building A, Block B, 1st Floor Reception, Ai Fadian 16662389] [Iron Cage for Sale and Recycling, Da Long 16661734]

“These are all NPCs from our exiled world. I’m not familiar with people from other worlds,” Mr. Green said to Gu Mian, shrinking his head.

"You're supposed to be a high-level host, and in your world, you only know these three people?" Gu Mian said.

“Of course not!” Mr. Green retorted. “I know a lot of people in the world of exile. I’m quite famous, and everyone knows me. But who would bother to memorize the phone numbers of people they know? When you took my phone, I was afraid that the people in my contacts would be deceived by you, so I deleted all the contact information in my contacts. Now I only remember the numbers of these few people.”

He thought for a moment and then said, "I was able to remember that guy's contact information because it was too simple; otherwise, I could only remember the other two."

Gu Mian looked at the names of the two people behind her. One was Ai Fadian from the power company, and the other was Da Long, who sold cages.

Considering there were cages in the venue for the crazy word guessing game, Mr. Green probably remembered their contact information because he often did business with these two people.

Although I only got the contact information of three people, it wasn't a big problem.

The situation in Paradise World is very serious. NPCs in other worlds should have heard some rumors, unless someone has deliberately blocked the news of the trouble in Paradise World.

Even if these three people know nothing, at worst he can still go to the NPCs in the supermarket on Earth.

With so many employees in the supermarket, there must be some who can contact the lower-dimensional world. If those people confess about the lower-dimensional NPCs they know, Gu Mian could get a phone book with their contact information.

Looking at the three contacts provided by Mr. Green, Gu Mian decided to call the first one, "Man Tao from the Refugee Office," first.

The world Mr. Green lives in is called the Exile World, which is said to have separated from the Second World. This refugee office is very much in line with the atmosphere of the Exile World.

Mr. Green also said that the refugee office is the core of their world, much like the two founders of the Paradise World or the code of law in the old human world.

"No wonder the refugee office's phone number looks so valuable." Gu Mian said as she dialed the refugee office.

Gu Mian didn't have to wait long before the other party answered the phone.

"Hello." Gu Mian heard a young man's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, I'm a courier from Bird Thief Express. I have a few packages to deliver to the refugee office. Also, I'd like to confirm with you whether Carnival Abandoned Factory, Valley of Evil in the East, and the Upper and Lower Boundary are near the refugee office. I'm a new courier and don't know where these places are." Gu Mian skillfully uttered a lie; the identity of a Bird Thief courier was truly useful.

These locations are all in Theme Park.

He imagined that the other side would then naturally say, "Oh, these places aren't in our world, they're in the Paradise World, but there's been some problem in the Paradise World, blah blah blah..."

At this point, Gu Mian was able to naturally talk to the other person about what had happened in the Paradise World.

If he were to ask about the amusement park as soon as he got through on the phone, he would inevitably arouse suspicion. He wasn't in front of the other person right now, so he couldn't force them to talk with a saw in hand.

After Gu Mian finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence on the other end before she continued.

"Okay, Gu Mian, I'll check it for you."

Gu Mian: "..."

Haha, this one has over four thousand words! *coo coo* (flying)