My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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Since that day, Galan did not choose to stay in the Dusk Forest, nor did he choose to say goodbye...

Instead, he came to the portal that led to the Dusk Forest and planned to go back.

Galan turned around and looked at this beautiful place again. The wind gently caressed his dazzling golden hair, as if bidding him farewell.

After this time, it will probably be difficult to come again next time.

"Goodbye~ If there is a chance... I will come again next time."

Galan chuckled, slowly opened his arms, leaned back, and fell directly towards the portal.

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Main World: Flower Forest

Galan lay peacefully on the grass. With a glance, he saw that the area around the portal was covered with a layer of obsidian, and there was a signboard next to it.

* Sign: Danger. Do not enter! Those who disobey will die!

"Pfft." When Galan saw the sign for the first time, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't expect that the little disaster had such a cute side.

Galan stood up, a smile still on his lips. He raised his head and looked into the distance through the woods.

"See you next time, little disaster." Galan whispered, then turned and left the flower forest. His figure gradually disappeared in the dense woods.

Soon after he left.

A young boy with bright red poppy hair came into the area, followed by two other guys.

"It seems... I'm late." Destiny murmured to himself and turned his gaze to the dense forest in front of him.

"Really? Then let's continue chasing after him, right? Mo." Notch smiled and fixed his gaze on Mo behind him, with one hand on his waist, no one knew what he meant.

"……. Yeah." Mo's face was cold, as if he was used to it. Anyway, nothing good would happen as long as he was around Notch.

However, before they could catch up, Tianzai and Adrian and others who had handled everything just happened to come here again, and the scene suddenly fell into an awkward situation...

"Hmm... White Eyes? Herobrine? No... Impossible, you are not him, but you do look alike." Notch was the first to break the silence, and even came close to Scourge and looked at his face carefully.

"Herobrine? How is it possible..." Mo was stunned for a moment, and his brain seemed to be at a standstill. After all, Herobrine himself could not come to the main world. His appearance would cause the world to evolve into a worse situation.

Of course, the premise is that he has not completely broken off relations with the players.

But after careful observation, I found that he and Herobrine were somewhat different after all. In addition to the change in hairstyle, there was also a change in his aura.

Scourge did not make any move at this time, because... his body told him not to act rashly the moment he came into contact with Notch.

In other words, he couldn't take action against these three people.

Adrian, likewise, was just playing with his throwing knives nearby, and didn't seem to have any intention of taking action.

"By the way, you should be able to communicate with Herobrine, right? Is he doing well these days?" Notch smiled with a kind face. He looked like a good brother who cared about his younger brother. In fact, he was just a brother who cared about his younger brother.

Tianzai just remained silent and said nothing, because his original body did not respond to him after telling him not to fight with these guys.

"Ah~ Well, our king is doing well~ Please don't worry, except for the guy at home who needs to be taken care of, the other people in the Undead Army are still very reliable~"

Seeing that the Scourge did not respond, Adrian stepped forward to help. He had heard a little about Notch, but this was the first time he saw him in person. He had to say that his "divine power" was not as strong as before.

"Who are you?" Notch raised an eyebrow. He was not annoyed by someone interrupting his conversation, after all, the other party had no bad intentions.

"Adrian, it's just a little zombie, respected Lord God of Creation." Adrian put the throwing knife in his hand into the inventory, and then bowed deeply to Notch to show his respect.

Adrian's behavior was very helpful to Notch, he liked such polite people.

"Oh, by the way, and Mr. Mo~ Even though this is the first time we meet, I can feel a different aura from you." Adrian turned his head slightly, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled as he looked at Mo, his tone casual but meaningful: "For example... Dragon?"

Mo decisively pretended to be deaf and dumb, and glanced into the distance. Then he suddenly said, "Today's weather looks good, it's a good day for fishing."

"......."

As expected of Mo, he just kept replying after reading the message, which even silenced Adrian.

"Who is that guy you just mentioned that we need to worry about?" Fate, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted.

"Of course it's the great fortune teller of our Undead Legion. Apart from him, who else could make our king so worried?" Adrian spread his hands helplessly and gave a brief introduction.

"Are you... here to look for Galan?" Tianzai tilted his head slightly and questioned the appearance of these three people.

Notch set his sights on Destiny, seemingly waiting for his answer. After all, from the beginning he had not told them the name of the person they were looking for, and he just said: I forgot.

Mo was also very surprised. He was just an unlucky guy who was dragged by Notch to embark on the journey. He was looking for a guy whose name he didn't know. He almost met him before, but they were separated due to a series of reasons.

I also met three weirdos.

Destiny fell into a brief contemplation after hearing what the other party said. Then he looked up at Tianzai with a blank expression and said, "So that guy... introduced himself to you like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"He is not Galan"

Hearing the other party's words, under everyone's puzzled gaze, Adrian couldn't help but burst out laughing. What did he think it was? It turned out to be this.

"Of course we know his name is not Galan." Adrian restrained his smile and said this nonchalantly.

"?" Now it was the turn of natural disasters and fate to be confused.

“What do you mean…?” Destiny frowned slightly, looking a little confused.

"Actually... except for the newly created clone, all the monsters in our Undead Army know... that the fortune teller's name... is not Galan."

"But so what? Since the fortune teller said his name is Galan, then he is Galan."

Then, the smile on Adrian's face gradually faded, his expression gradually became solemn, his emerald green eyes flashed with dangerous light, and murderous intent quietly grew in his heart.

"Why are you looking for the fortune teller?"

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