My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Galan felt that every cell in his body was boiling. Oh my god! He traveled through time and space and saw the living Herobrine! Does this mean... he can still see that person?

"Then...HIM? Did you come here specifically to see me?" Galan's face suddenly became solemn, and his excited heart was soothed by something unknown.

Logically, he should be extremely excited now. But for some reason... he was pacified. Is it because of the setting?

"Yes, are you willing to join my legion?" Herobrine went straight to the point.

I am willing! How could I not be willing?! He must be the one to do this kind of idle eating and waiting for death. He has not even had a hot meal since he came to this world!

"Oh? What are the benefits of joining your legion?" Galan chuckled and habitually curled the hair by his ears.

Wait! What am I saying?! How can my king's invitation be... I mean, why did my words suddenly change? That's not what I meant!

Galan was on the verge of collapse, but he appeared calm on the surface.

"Benefits?" Herobrine seemed to be thinking about how to answer his question.

"How about not having to wander around?"

"You want to support me?"

The other party said something shocking in a serious tone. Herobrine seemed to be caught off guard by what he said and was visibly stunned.

"Then let me try another way." Galan smiled faintly and took out the miniature crystal ball that looked like a marble from his pocket.

The crystal ball slipped out of his hand, floated in the air, and slowly returned to its original size.

On a quiet night, Galan put his thoughts into this crystal clear ball, making it a door of time and space connecting the past, present and future. Staring at it was like touching the pulse of the future.

[Responding to the call of fate, reflecting the vision of the future, letting me see the trajectory of fate]

A rich purple object emerged from the crystal and instantly surrounded the two of them, transforming its form and color, and changing the scenery and phenomena.

The crystal ball projected a mirror image, showing several generals around HIM in the future: Death Knight, Naeus, Entity_303 ?Null and the future End City.

But... it seems that behind the shadow of the crystal, there is a bigger conspiracy.

Galan suddenly stopped transferring energy. Revealing too much... would not be a good thing for him.

Herobrine stared at the scene in a daze. He didn't seem to expect that Galan really had some skills in divination. No, it wasn't even a few points.

When he came to his senses, the moon was already hanging high above his head, and the white moonlight fell on Galan. In just one picture, a lot of time had passed.

"My abilities are more than that."

"So, you want to support me?"

"Bag"

"But next time you'd better change the word"

"Don't worry about the details, I'm just looking for a long-term meal ticket for myself"

"........."

"......."

Herobrine waved his hand, and a portal appeared in front of them. "Come on, follow me back to the End City."

So, he started working for Herobrine (crossed out)

Galan looked around curiously. He had never found the End City when he played games before, and this city was different from what they described, more like a palace.

As Herobrine sat back on the throne, he crossed his legs and stared at the curious little guy looking around in front of him.

Galan then noticed that Herobrine was looking at him. After thinking for a while, he thought that now that Herobrine was his financial sponsor, he had to leave an impression on him first, right?

He walked up to Herobrine, knelt on one knee, put his fist on his chest, and said: "My king, let me formally introduce myself to you. My name is Galan."

"Well, get up"

Galan stood up upon hearing the voice, scratched his head, and curled his hair. He looked a little uneasy, a completely different person from before.

"That King...HIM..."

"what?"

“Are there… cakes?”

"Looking for Ander"

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From that day on, Galan began to follow Herobrine.

Herobrine fights, he watches; Herobrine fights, he stands aside; Herobrine gets beaten, he stays aside. He mainly plays as a mess, and he does what he wants, and he does it clearly.

Until, he started to feel a little guilty about his life.

Galan looked up at the arrogant king on the throne and felt that the time had come. Perhaps it would not be long before another war would begin.

He took out the crystal ball he carried with him, sat on the ground, and gently placed the crystal ball on the ground. If nothing else, this thing was very valuable.

But in fact, he himself didn't know how to use this thing. If it was a spell...but he could actually activate it without a spell.

Herobrine seemed to notice his actions, thinking that he was going to start divination again, and the next moment he teleported in front of him and sat on the ground like him.

"Oh? Are you finally willing to use your divination?"

"Ah...HIM, you seem to be too lonely. I think that's enough. If you exclude me, the heretic, it's time to find your most loyal subordinates."

"Huh? Is that the Death Knight you mentioned before?" Herobrine supported half of his face with one hand, staring at the transparent crystal ball on the ground, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Galan had told him about some of the generals who would be around him in the future, but he had only heard about them and had never met them directly. Herobrine was very curious about the future he was talking about.

"Actually, I want to know how to use my ability."

"By the way...HIM, you really don't have any airs at all?"

"Well, you have to call me king in front of others. Got it?"

Galan nodded.

After spending some time together, Herobrine discovered that the guy seemed to have some problems, or personality problems? Sometimes he looked like a child, completely different from the attitude he had when they first confronted each other.

"HIM sometimes looks like a child," Galan said shockingly, as if he had guessed the other person's thoughts.

"When?"

"Just kidding, our king is so upright that he will hit the wall for HIM, okay?"

"Okay, let's get down to business..."

Galan curled his lips and looked back at the crystal ball. This time, he didn't need to chant any spells, and a scene automatically appeared in the crystal ball.

In hell, the field of vision changed rapidly. Soon, a cage made of bedrock appeared in front of the two people. The one imprisoned in it was the "Death Knight". It was a skeleton, but different from other skeletons.

"There are two versions of the undead. One is that they will be defeated by you in the future and become yours. The other is... they are imprisoned in this bedrock room."

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