My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

At this time, there are two zombies hiding nearby, watching secretly, and the witch and Galan who have just arrived.

"Get out of the way!" The witch suddenly appeared next to the two guys.

"Oh, I thought you were dead." The zombie stared at the witch who suddenly appeared.

"Get out of the way! Or I'll eat your ass," the witch threatened expressionlessly.

It was not until a pink and tender little zombie ran away, covering its butt, that the witch climbed down and followed them to observe secretly.

Originally, they were preparing to attack when the creeper was about to show up, but if they attacked at this time, the stupid creeper would explode.

His explosion may attract the attention of other nearby creepers or potential players.

The witch was afraid that such a sudden action would cause some unnecessary trouble, and these stupid players and villagers would run away again.

Those stupid Endermen were not there when he needed them. Although he now has one more person at his disposal, it is obvious that that guy cannot be relied upon.

Little did he know that the guys he was talking about were having a party in the end of the world at that moment.

The witch looked dejected. Her master probably wouldn't forgive her if she let this matter drag on any longer.

The task assigned by Herobrine must be completed as soon as possible. He once lost his patience.

What's more, if that idiot discovered the power he possessed, it would be even more impossible to catch them.

The witch began to roll around on the ground in anxiety. The most important thing was that she was still unable to understand the difference in power between players.

That guy is the biggest potential threat to obstructing the master's plan.

Galan, still holding the apple he had just taken from the oak tree, looked calmly at the witch who was going crazy on the ground and then suddenly stood up and swayed.

"Follow them! Don't let them escape!" The witch immediately gave the order, and when she turned around, she found someone leisurely eating an apple next to her.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"Eat, what else?"

“…Oh! Why are all the people around me stupid?” The witch scratched her face with a look of despair.

Galan raised his eyebrows, too lazy to refute his words.

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In Steve's dream, he recalled what Notch once said to him.

"Steve, if anything happens to me, I want you to be the protector of this world."

"To maintain peace and allow everyone a chance"

"All of these people? Why, why did you choose me?" Steve didn't quite understand what he meant and why he chose himself as the protector of this world.

"You know as much as I do"

“You’re the only one who can do this.”

'No other choice'

Notch seemed to feel a little guilty.

"I'm sorry to put this responsibility on you, your journey will not be easy"

"That is a dark force. Who is this force that wants to destroy this world and the creatures in it?"

"Why don't you just eliminate them yourself? You have the right, right?" Steve asked.

"It's not that simple. The power is hidden in the shadows and it's hard for them to distinguish."

“They are among us”

"They only show up when they're in action." Notch turned and looked back at him.

"To correctly identify them, you must have a pure heart to destroy them"

“You have to take responsibility for them.”

"You must face uncertainty, stand firm in your convictions, and stand firm in the face of danger. That is why I chose you, and you alone."

Steve could never figure out why this happened to him and how he could protect the world.

The night is getting a little cool.

Galan still carried out his little red bed and placed it on the ground. Just as he was about to lie down on it, he was stopped by the witch.

The two of them stared at each other without saying a word. In this stalemate, it was Galan who finally spoke first.

"What are you going to do?"

"You, teleport over there. Kill those two guys quietly." The witch pointed at Steve who was thrown on the ground and Boop who was sleeping on a wooden stake in the distance.

"...No." Galan rejected his suggestion, turned around and climbed onto the bed to sleep, falling asleep almost in seconds.

The witch was so angry that she wanted to beat him up on the spot. It turned out that this guy was unreliable.

When the moon is at its zenith in the night.

Galan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed and first glanced at the witch who was sleeping in the corner of the bed.

He stood up and walked towards Steve, first passing by MrFudgeMonkeyz and glancing at him.

Galan came to Steve and squatted down, poking his cheek with his fingertips, and when he didn't react, he reached out and grabbed his clothes and dragged him away.

After driving for a short distance, Steve seemed to wake up. He found himself being dragged and was a little panicked. He had been fighting with Herobrine before, although he lost.

When Galan saw that he woke up, he immediately let go of his hand.

"Are you awake? Steve?" Galan stared at him with a smile, looking very friendly.

"Who are you? Why do you know my name?" Steve looked at him warily. This guy had a silver horn and was dressed very strangely.

It can't be that he saved me, but at the moment it seems that this is the only possibility?

"It wasn't me who saved you, it was those two guys you saved before, and I just borrowed you from them."

"What? Why did you bring me here?"

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to confirm one thing"

"What do you want to confirm?" Steve was wary of this unidentified guy.

"Hmm..." Galan seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at Steve carefully, from top to bottom.

"? Why are you staring at me?" Steve felt a little scared by being stared at.

"That guy doesn't seem to be here..." Galan looked a little lost.

"Who?"

"It's okay. Actually, I admire you very much." Galan smiled slightly, and it was hard to figure out what he was thinking. He even took out a bottle of pink healing potion from the inventory and handed it to him.

"You...? Why do you worship me...I'm not strong." Steve looked at the bottle of potion handed to him with a little surprise. He couldn't understand why this person wanted to help him.

"No one is born strong, growth is necessary...You still have a long way to go, accept it, and besides, that's what Notch told you, right?"

Steve took the potion after some hesitation. Although he had doubts in his heart, he thought that this guy didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

"Steve, you have to believe in yourself and keep your determination!"

After leaving those words, Galan waved at him and prepared to return to her little red bed.

"Wait, how do you know Notch? Who are you..." Steve suddenly noticed his blind spot and realized that something was wrong.

"Galan, my name is Galan. I'm a useless fortune teller. I already have a big sponsor. Don't worry about my safety."

Galan's figure gradually walked away.

Steve didn't seem to plan to go back to find the two guys who saved him. If he went back, he might become a burden to others again.

Maybe it was right for him to leave.

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In Fan Village, there is no good or evil, no right or wrong.

There are just different positions that each person chooses.

Galan's position as a fortune teller is to overlook the overall situation from the perspective of an observer.

If he hadn't met Herobrine, his current financial sponsor, he would probably have been in a neutral state.

But now he is actually...

[Chaotic Neutral]

Or maybe this state is not bad for him now, after all, Herobrine has always known his state.

Not participating in any battles or struggles at the moment already makes your attitude clear.

* Galan chose to avoid it.

* Galan chose to avoid it.

* Herbrine defaults to it.

* Herbrine acquiesced.

"Oh my~ Let's go look for 303 tomorrow morning~" Galan curled his lips slightly and curled the hair beside his ears out of habit.

By the way…..is there something wrong? Broken and Trouble Village….are they not the same world at all….

Could it be... Never mind, I don’t want to think about it anymore.

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