My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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"Tell me."

"Tell me."

"The structure inside it."

In that world that was painted by no one, dozens of scenes that one wanted to see changed in turn, each time with a different ending and a different scene.

We won.

We failed.

He died, I died, someone died, a monster died.

Familiar people died, strangers died, and those who had only met once also fell in a pool of blood.

The huge golden dazzling sky wheel above the player city gradually broke into pieces and fell from the sky to the ground. Clear cries of broken buildings could be heard, which should not have existed.

"In this distorted world, I gradually became transparent and could not see anything."

Everything around him was in ruins, and he was deeply trapped in the mirror-like feeling. He could even see himself standing under the player city with broken defenses. The sound of the ammunition exploding was very loud, and the dust was flying all over him. That feeling... was like an explosion next to his ears.

There was a monster running towards him, waving its sharp claws, as if telling something?

"The number of players is gradually decreasing"

This is a good thing.

"He" thought so, and when he turned around, he could see the army of monsters approaching here little by little, but...it seemed that something was wrong.

It’s okay to be a vicious player, but why do you guys even look at me with that expression?

What I did...is there something wrong?

I just... make everything "fair".

* I just want to X X X X X X X that's all *

"Bah!"

"what!!!!"

There was a sudden sharp pain in my forehead. I came to my senses in an instant and the familiar dark environment reappeared. At this moment, a big bump suddenly appeared on my head for some reason.

"Ah!!! TM!!!" Galan kept wailing. He felt as if there was a big hole in his head and it hurt so much.

“Ah… I didn’t control the strength well… I’m sorry.” Fate’s slightly apologetic voice came slowly, and he reached out and rubbed the other’s little head as if pretending to comfort him.

This guy is really quite different from that guy.

Destiny thought so.

"No dude...is this your special timeout method?!"

But one guy was quite unhappy.

"You seemed to be in deep trouble, so... I had no choice but to do it."

"As for 'your future'... seeing too much is not a good thing, kid."

He gently raised his hand and explained in a gentle tone, his fingers lightly touching the other's cheek, following the track of the tear at the corner of the eye, gently wiping away a small drop of scarlet blood.

Galan just felt a little puzzled and didn't find any abnormal signs, but...the attitude suddenly changed so quickly that he was a little uncomfortable.

And the person in front of me is still...

"Although....thank you very much, this doesn't seem to be what I want to see...are there any other options for modification?"

"Well... probably depends on the time." Destiny thought for a moment. He had just seen the scene in the other person's mind. He didn't mean to peek, he was just a little curious.

But no matter what the final result is, it has nothing to do with him.

He couldn't be drawn into any major event that looked like world reform, even if this wasn't his world.

"Good luck... to you?" It was quite awkward to say this, especially when he was saying it to a face that he was very familiar with but didn't like very much.

And then there is…the purpose of his trip.

Destiny stared at the crystal ball in his hand that continued to emit a faint light, and looked up at the unknown guy opposite. He seemed to have a hint of hesitation, but he knew that he could not hesitate, and this trip should end.

"this."

“I’m going to take it away.

"No matter who you are, since you are using his body, you should not need this anymore." There was a kind of indifference in his words.

After saying that, he was about to put the crystal ball away in his hand. At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly, pulled his hand away and took back the crystal ball.

"Sorry, I need this." Galan smiled calmly, but his tone seemed a little gloomy.

He retreated step by step, his body gradually disappearing into the dark starry mist.

"I'll give it back to you."

When the clouds and mist dissipated, the people had already disappeared from the spot.

Destiny stood there alone, looking around trying to find the shadow of someone leaving. Then he seemed to feel a little helpless, and looked back at the empty hand, as if he had lost something important.

"It's not bad to watch a TV series." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an ambiguous smile, but in a flash he returned to his usual cold expression.

“…It seems that there are other people here.”

Fate turned his gaze and quietly came behind the oak tree.

The two little ones trembled when they sensed someone approaching. They knew who was standing behind them without having to guess. Although eavesdropping is not good, it was a testament to their ability that they did not run away for such a long time.

"Ahem..." Notch pretended to be calm and cleared his throat. He stood up, dusted himself off, and turned around to look at Destiny with a smile on his face.

"You guys finished talking? Did you get the stuff? Is it time for you to leave?"

"Yeah...but I'll probably have to stay for a while."

"We're welcome anytime!" Steve suddenly interrupted excitedly. After all, he was a good man helping a stupid god, so they were friends.

Notch smiled helplessly. It was okay to stay here as long as this guy didn't mess around.

"So... you lent him the stuff?"

"Well, I saw something interesting..." Destiny suddenly paused for a moment. He recalled the scene he saw in the other person's mind and was a little surprised.

“So…I decided to lend it to him.”

Oh, by the way...that guy ran so fast, it seems like there was something important that he didn’t tell him.

Never mind…it doesn’t matter.

It was just that... the web he had explored and created... would definitely come true. As for which part... his power in this world was extremely limited. Just now... it was already...

Destiny's eyes darkened, and tiny cracks appeared on some of the body hidden under the clothes, leaving dark gaps, making it look like a broken porcelain doll.

Of course, no one else can see it.

In return for the interesting story Notch provided, he has already used it once, and this will count as the second.

If there is one, there will be two, and I'm afraid the third time is not far away.

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By the way...is my pace too slow?

(scratching head)