My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

The scene is getting weirder and weirder...

Adrian made a simple small table and a small chair, and a zombie with bandages wrapped around his limbs was making simple small cakes in front of a super simple stove.

Little Galan sat on a small chair, patiently waiting for Adrian to bring him the delicious little cake.

When the surging tide of monsters gradually receded, players began to come out one after another to check the situation. Occasionally, there would be a few players passing by, but for some reason they all chose to turn around silently and leave quietly.

Adrian saw that these players who strayed into this place left so wisely, and the idea of ​​getting rid of them disappeared. After making the cake in his hand, he brought it to Galan. Due to the lack of materials, it was really just an ordinary cake.

Galan has a special feeling for cakes. He even asked Adrian to stay for the cakes without hesitation, because he doesn't know how to make cakes and has no way to make them... It's really strange. He only needs to synthesize them.

After he had a delicious meal, he quietly took out a small red bed, picked a place with a nice view, and then lay down peacefully. It seemed that he was going to take a nap first.

A helpless smile appeared on Adrian's lips. It seemed... he really felt very safe with the surrounding environment. He found a "good feng shui spot" to put his bed and fell asleep without any precautions.

However, this just happened to give Adrian a great opportunity... He could use the system created by 303 to contact our king and report to him the latest situation regarding the fortune teller.

According to the time calculation, the Undead Legion should have returned to the "main base" by now.

I guess they should have returned to the main base by now.

Adrian summoned the small BUG card system, and the familiar quantum panel slowly unfolded in front of his eyes. He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Galan, and saw that he was still asleep. Just in case, Adrian decided to hide behind a big tree first, and then he confidently sent a communication request to their god of the dead Herobrine.

At the moment the call was connected, he could even see the surroundings. How could he not reach the main base yet? Something must have gone wrong on the way.

"My king, I have found the fortune teller." Adrian was the first to report the situation. Based on the previous situation, he concluded that Galan should have had some minor conflicts with the king.

However, before Herobrine could say anything, the undead suddenly crowded in front of the projection and even pushed their king aside without any explanation.

Then, the dead spirit asked in a slightly panicked manner: "How is he? Nothing happened to him, right? The king said that he drove Galan away, and I was worried that something might happen to him outside!"

As expected of a Death Knight who is an old father. In the End City, he had already spoiled Galan enough... Not only did he cover up for his laziness, but he also had to protect his child from time to time.

If Galan can be in the End City, eating ice watermelon, eating small cakes, lying on a recliner and having a good time...this must be due to his contribution.

* Common name: Too spoiled!

“Undead, don’t get too excited… You’re almost squeezing the King out of the projection…” Null seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and he silently spoke up to remind him.

Although Herobrine didn't say anything, he seemed to have noticed it. He frowned slightly and showed an unhappy expression.

Upon seeing this, the undead belatedly realized and made room for their king. He coughed lightly and gave two awkward dry laughs.

Herobrine glanced at the undead beside him calmly, then asked: "How is Galan doing? Is he... coming back?" There was a hint of hesitation in his tone, but also a hint of worry, even though there seemed to be no expression on his face.

"Master Fortune Teller, I don't plan to come back for the time being... Well... It seems that the conflict between the king and you is quite big..." Adrian looked thoughtful, as if hinting at something, and then he added hesitantly: "I may have to stay with him for a while..."

Whether he wants to stay with Galan depends on how the king arranges it. If the king does not agree, he will not be able to stay with him.

Herobrine was silent for a moment. After thinking for a while, he decided to let Adrian stay with Galan. As for his position in the legion, it would be temporarily arranged for someone else.

"You can stay..." Herobrine paused, opened his mouth slightly, and explained a little more: "The situation over there... It is not convenient for me to pick him up for the time being."

"Well... it's really not very convenient for you, King. Although I also want to pick up Galan, but... it might be more appropriate for you to go." The undead spoke thoughtfully, and then his eyes slowly fell on Herobrine beside him, as if he was thinking about something important.

However, after just a brief glance, he quickly looked away feeling guilty.

Herobrine glanced at the man next to him and knew what that guy was thinking without him having to say anything.

At this moment, Null suddenly noticed something strange. He stared at Adrian's bandaged body, frowning slightly, and asked in confusion, "Adrian, your injuries...?"

Null was very clear about the information about Adrian. That guy was from the same class as the Blue Demon. Although he was very strong, it was impossible for him to be covered in bandages.

Adrian responded with a smile: "Well... there was a small conflict when negotiating with the fortune teller... It's much better now, don't worry too much." His tone was relaxed and casual, and he didn't seem to care about the injuries on his body.

"..."

Herobrine fell silent upon seeing this. He sighed helplessly. After a moment of silence, he said apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work, Adrian."

Adrian was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to expect that Wang would say such "tender" words to him. But he quickly reacted. He smiled and said, "Thank you... It's an honor to be your subordinate."

And just like that, this little episode ended.

Knife?

No knife~

Which knife?