My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

The Blue Demon carried Galan to his own camp. He looked at Galan in his arms with some worry, but found that the wounds on this guy seemed to be gradually healing.

When they returned to the camp, Galan's wounds had completely healed, leaving only some bloodstains on the surface.

The Angel of Death hovering over the camp noticed the smoke and flames gradually spreading into the jungle.

Then he noticed the blue demon running back with Galan in his arms below.

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Inside the camp.

"So you two went to cause a big one?" Null frowned slightly, unable to believe that these two guys actually ran into the enemy camp alone.

Although those human players are indeed very weak, there is no need for them to take action personally.

"Yes, but they seem to be developing a new type of..."

"Fighting machine!" Little Galan, who had woken up next to him, suddenly spoke.

"Hmm. A new type of fighting machine" Blue Devil glanced at him.

"So you ended up like this?" The Angel of Death held his forehead helplessly. He didn't expect that he would end up like this less than a day after letting these two guys out.

But it was indeed a big thing. Should we say that the opponent was too weak?

"I'm fine, I can still go on having fun!" Galan immediately raised his hands, indicating that he could go crazy once more.

"Don't go!" the three of them said almost in unison.

Galan rolled up the hair by his ears and sat back down, muttering, "Tsk... I'm not dead... What am I afraid of?"

In fact, when Herobrine gave them instructions, it felt like he was telling them explicitly or implicitly that this guy could no longer stay in the End City, and should be thrown to the front-line camp to roam for a while.

The three of them were unfamiliar with this guy and had no idea what Galan's personality was like. At first, they thought he was easy to deal with, but who knew...

"Oh, by the way, I feel like they may have other plans...those players in the jungle seem to be here for testing." Galan suddenly made his own guess when the three were silent.

"My king has no plans to start large-scale expansion yet, and we are just testing the waters." Null folded his elbows, glanced at the man and briefly explained to him the purpose of coming to the south end.

"Oh... by the way... am I weak?" Galan suddenly remembered something and tilted his little head, staring at the three kids and asked them this question.

"....."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

The three little ones began to think about how to answer his question. When they turned around, they saw Jia's bright little eyes that seemed to be looking forward to their reply.

Null swallowed the truth that was about to come out of his mouth and gave an okay evaluation.

"Uh...it's okay. It would be better if you worked harder. I heard from the Undead that you have been slacking off in the training ground in the End City." Null stared at him expressionlessly and exposed someone's dirt on the spot.

"Well... I was slacking off for a reason~" Galan defended himself hesitantly, feeling guilty.

"The reason is... because you want to eat cake?" Blue Devil suddenly spoke at this time, because he had been observing his surroundings during training before, and of course he saw this guy who was blatantly eating cake.

At this moment, Galan's evil little hand suddenly reached out to the Blue Devil's face, began to knead his little face and said fiercely: "It's enough for you to know about this kind of thing, there's no need to say it out loud!"

“….?!” At this moment, the Blue Devil felt like picking him up and kicking him out, but it was just a thought.

The two kids who watched the whole thing remained silent. When did these two guys become so close?

"Hey, it feels good! Let me touch it, let me touch it!" Galan seemed to have discovered a new continent and started poking the blue devil's face again.

No, this guy is a drowned corpse. How did you come to the conclusion that he feels good?

Null suddenly took action and lifted Galan up in public. If he didn't take this guy out, the Blue Devil would probably be unable to resist giving Galan two tridents.

* Galan fluttered in mid-air.

* Galan's attempt to escape failed.

* Galan withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

* Achievement achieved: You harvested a lifeless little Galan.

The three kids stared at the withered Galan and fell into deep thought. Speaking of which... this guy could be like this?

Null silently put him down, and the moment he touched the ground, Galan came back to life!

"..."

"..."

"......."

The silence of the three little ones is Cambridge tonight.

“What? Why are you two staring at me with such looks…” Galan’s look showed that he had no idea of ​​the cause and effect of the situation, and was very wise.

* Galan used a desensitizing attack on the three little ones.

* Outstanding results.

"By the way... uh... you go around the camp, I have something to discuss with these two." Null intended to trick the kid out.

Galan cooperated very well and ran outside. It wasn't because Null didn't treat him as a companion, but because he was afraid that this guy would run out and cause trouble again.

After seeing this guy leave, Null started to talk to the two of them about serious matters.

"Five teams of players came here one after another, all gathered around here. They seemed to be from different camps. Some yearned for peace, some wanted to discuss cooperation with us, and some were completely militant."

"As for the team you destroyed in the jungle, it seems that they were using us as an experiment, but now they should behave themselves for a while." Null explained the current situation to the newly sent Blue Demon, who had not had time to tell him before because he had other things to do.

From some players, I learned that the place where they gather or the place where they "log in" is called the Player City.

There is a beam of light connecting the world outside the barrier with this world. It was created by Notch for them in order to narrow the friendly distance between the two worlds.

"And our first priority is to destroy that channel"

The Blue Devil nodded slightly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, took out a piece of "electronic component" and placed it on the table.

"This is what we found in that camp."

"I've seen this thing before. It's on the strange thing I told you about." The Angel of Death recognized the thing on the table. He had discovered a small gadget hovering in the sky during an air patrol. It was similar to a reconnaissance plane.

It’s just that at that time, the Angel of Death directly dismantled it, but the thing was a bit too fragile and the damage was quite serious. I couldn’t bring it back, so I had to tell him verbally.

Null focused his gaze on the electronic component, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a scornful smile.

"It seems that those players want to change the dynasty."

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