My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

Just when Galan was still thinking about how to get Adrian back to the Undead Legion safely, he suddenly realized that someone was approaching here quickly, and there was a murderous aura on that person.

"Damn it! I finally caught you, didn't I?!"

Dennis' extremely angry voice kept echoing in the long corridor, and he hurried towards the direction where Galan and Adrian were imprisoned.

There was a loud bang, and Dennis kicked the door of the laboratory open without hesitation. The loud noise instantly attracted the attention of everyone present. Dennis was holding an iron sword tightly in his hand, with an expression of rage on his face, and he was obviously in a state of rage.

"Den..nis...Dennis? You...what are you doing?" Herman's eyes twitched slightly, and he felt unprecedentedly speechless about Dennis' sudden intrusion, especially when he saw the iron sword in his hand, he instantly realized what the guy wanted to do, but...

* Herman did nothing...

* Herman just wanted to have some fun~

* Herman hoped something would happen between them.

Galan narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that the guy in front of him looked familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere before… Where had he seen him before? Oh… Right… In the Sandbox City… Wait! ? Sandbox City? ! Oh my god!

* Successfully met the enemy *

Dennis came to the specially made iron cage with murderous intent, knocked on the iron bars a few times with the iron sword in his hand, and stared at the little Galan inside viciously.

"You kid... finally fell into my hands!"

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Galan looked at the angry Dennis in front of him and didn't know where to start for a moment. He opened his bright little eyes and pretended to look pitiful.

However, Dennis would not fall for it. He pretended to be fierce, and somehow, he suddenly threatened the little Galan in front of him with his teeth and claws. He kept yelling, "Don't act pitiful! I'm going to kill you later! Chop you into pieces! Mix you into meat paste! Feed you to the pigs!"

Galan's blue-pink eyes were filled with confusion. He slowly raised his hand to curl the hair by his ear, pretending that he knew nothing. He also reached out and held down Adrian who was about to jump up and teach him a lesson.

* Adrian is holding a grudge...

* Adrian said that sooner or later he would kill all those guys who bullied the fortune teller!

"Dennis, don't scare people." Herman suddenly reminded him. Maybe he thought the little golden-haired kid was very interesting, or maybe he was afraid that Dennis might kill Mr. Chris's experimental material by mistake.

At the moment, Chris's value is far more important than those destroyed machines, and... he is still waiting for Chris to help him realize his plan of taming monsters.

Maybe... he could experiment on this little golden retriever?

Dennis hadn't finished venting yet, and he was just planning to tease this guy, but before he could calm down, Herman next to him suddenly spoke up to stop him from doing anything next.

* Dennis was completely upset.

"Really?! Herman!! The life of a machine is not a life?! The life of a machine is also a life!" Dennis couldn't hold it back any longer, and after roaring for a while as if to vent his anger, he gradually revealed a melancholy expression, and slowly sat down with his back against the iron fence. He felt that he... seemed to have faded.

"Hmm... Hmm..." Galan couldn't help but frowned when he saw this. He poked Adrian next to him with his elbow and slowly asked, "Hey, do you think... should I go and coax him?"

"I think there's no need to coax him, Mr. Fortune Teller." There wasn't a trace of other emotions on Adrian's calm facial expression, except for... the faint "disdain" in his eyes.

"But... he seems quite pitiful." Galan didn't know what was wrong with him. He actually quietly moved behind Dennis, slowly raised his hand and patted his back as if to comfort him. His tone gradually slowed down, and he said gently: "Be good, don't cry, don't cry. At worst, we can just make another one."

I don’t know what this guy is planning. The “culprit” gently comforts the “victim” and says “it’s okay” in front of him. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Of course... our little Galan is heartless~

*To put it bluntly, it was intentional*

Dennis clenched his fists, his face gradually darkened to the point that veins on his forehead were about to pop out. However, before he could open his mouth to scold a shameless guy, Herman, who was sitting opposite and watching the situation, was slightly stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Puchi... Hahaha~ This is really interesting. You, little golden retriever, as the culprit, are actually comforting the victim?" Herman was actually amused by this scene. The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed very different from the smile he often had before.

"Hey! Herman! Why are you laughing at me too?!" Dennis was already in a bad mood, and now it got even worse. He had seriously begun to suspect that Herman was making fun of him!

After being called out, Herman restrained his unnecessary smile for just a moment, and instead showed an apologetic expression. He smiled and said in an apologetic tone: "Dennis, I'm really sorry, I didn't consider your feelings... Anyway... I'll make it up to you later."

Even though Dennis was still very angry, he couldn't argue with a guy like Herman. Not only could he not win the argument...but his punches were like hitting cotton, and didn't hurt at all.

“Okay… I get it…” He could only sigh helplessly and swallow his resentment silently. However, since that guy said he would compensate him, then naturally it would not be less.

but…….

What Dennis is most worried about right now is that the guys destroyed his machine but took away some parts. He doesn't know what they want to do.

Could it be that... they also want to make something similar?

No, no, no...how is that possible? No matter what...they are just a bunch of monsters.

There shouldn't be any problem, right...?