My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

At this moment, our Mulan has already walked in openly through the main gate of the Undead Legion's main base.

As long as he wants, he can get in any way he wants.

He can fly in, he can sneak in, he can even use the dragon bone cannon to directly blow up the little monsters standing guard outside the door.

* Then……

* Caught by Null while he was working.

Our lovely little Null carried the poor and innocent Muran by the scruff of her neck and brought her to Herobrine who was sitting on the throne.

Herobrine was a little surprised to learn that Galan had returned on his own.

He tried to reorganize his words and have a good talk with the little guy.

When he saw the unknown thing in Null's hand that was swaying left and right...

Herobrine is silent.

Not only him, but even Null, who was holding Galan, was speechless. He thought for a moment and carefully put the person back on the ground. If he did this, this "unknown thing" should be able to recover as before, right?

* Little Galan is born! (crossed out)

The moment Galan touched the ground, he seemed to come alive. He looked up at Herobrine, who seemed a little dazed, and smiled faintly.

Then, a small golden shadow suddenly "swooshed" in front of Herobrine. He grasped the other's hand and looked at the person in front of him affectionately.

"My king! I'm back from fooling around!"

"Did you miss me?"

* Galan is using the IQ-lowering method *

* Outstanding results *

Herobrine hesitated for a moment, and his eyes, glowing white, slowly fell on a little golden retriever.

He looked at the person in front of him, his mouth slightly open as if he wanted to say something.

"I'm so sorry about what happened before... I didn't mean to drive you away."

As Herobrine's low and cold voice gradually sounded, a complex emotional atmosphere also gradually filled the air.

"Ah...? How can you blame the king for this?"

Galan waved his hands in panic, he really didn't expect Herobrine to say such words to him, apologize or something... Seriously?

If I must say, he seemed to have done a lot of wrong things on this trip... For example, he almost killed Adrian, and he is still brooding over this matter.

There was no unnecessary expression on Herobrine's face. He just stared quietly at the little guy who looked a little flustered.

"I just think...I can also help my king. I don't want to just be a supporting role standing behind and guarding the house."

"I have my own abilities and I will fight in my own way."

Those blue-pink eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, revealing a hint of determination and confidence.

"I think... you guys are a little too worried about me. Even if I usually play badly... I look weak, but..."

"But once people have a goal, they will always work towards it."

"I just hope you can listen to my request. I still have things I want to do and things I want to figure out. I can't hide behind you all the time."

"This is of no benefit to me!"

Galan was trying hard to tell Herobrine his thoughts. He did once want to stand at the back and cheer, but the situation was different now... He knew what he should do.

He is going to become the "turning point" that cannot be observed.

Herobrine naturally knew the little thoughts of the child in front of him, but Galan was different from the other monsters in the Undead Legion. How was he different?

He reminded her calmly once again: "I can't revive you."

Herobrine had explained to him once before that due to Galan's own special nature, he did not belong to this world, so how could he be under the jurisdiction of the gods of this world.

"I know, but so what?" Galan didn't care at all. For someone like him who had already died once, he was not afraid of this.

Herobrine frowned as if he had a headache, and he didn't seem to want to continue this topic.

"Okay, let's talk about where you've been hanging out during this time."

Herobrine decisively chose to change the subject. He just wanted to be "greedier", that's all.

Even as a god, he has his own little thoughts.

Herobrine wants his undead army to be complete

"Ah, aren't you openly eyeing Adrian? Do I need to tell you this..." Galan raised his hand and curled the hair beside his ear. Obviously, he didn't know that the other party just wanted to change the subject.

"........."

"Well, I didn't have enough food or warm clothes outside... After you kicked me out, I was homeless and slept on the streets... I was so pitiful that I almost starved to death."

"If Adrian hadn't fallen from the sky, he would have been collecting my body by now..."

Galan began to continuously act pitifully to Herobrine. He raised his head and wiped away the tears that didn't exist at all from the corners of his eyes.

Maybe our Herobrine was about to feel sorry for this guy, but who knew that this guy suddenly changed his attitude and directly hit Herobrine and Null, who was watching the show silently on the side, with a club.

"I'm having a miserable time out there, and I'm in urgent need of comfort from my king!"

"So can you give me your position as the God of the Dead for three days? Oh no... just one day at a time is fine, I'm not greedy!"

Galan didn't know what was wrong with him, and he blurted out something that went against the will of Heaven. Maybe it was because... he really believed what Adrian said.

Herobrine's expression was even dull for a while, as if his CPU was loading, before he could scold Moulan.

* Null strikes first!

Galan had no choice but to hold his head and cry (?). It seemed that he had hit him too hard, and a conspicuous big bump slowly appeared on his head.

He was just joking, and he never thought that his head would start buzzing the next second, almost giving him tinnitus.

"You want to rebel? Are you brave enough after going out? Who taught you that? Who did you go with?"

Null frowned and scolded Mulan with a gloomy face. He even forgot that the king was still here.

He said in front of the God of the Dead that he wanted to take his place, and then came back and attacked Herobrine face to face with his ultimate. Do you still want to live?

Seeing that Null wanted to punch poor little Lanlan twice more, Herobrine quickly stopped Null and saved Lanlan's head, which had already bulged out a big bulge.

"Null, forget it..."

Herobrine helplessly revealed a faint smile, raised his hand and gently rubbed the poor little Galan's miserable head.

"It's been so long, you still haven't gotten used to it?"

"It's not that I'm not used to it, it's mainly because this guy deserves a beating."

Null hugged his elbows with his hands, his brows furrowed. Although he looked a little angry, in fact, he was more helpless against this guy.

* Galan dared not say a word...