My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

just now.

After finishing what happened at the training ground, Galan came to the top of the End City alone. This kid sometimes liked to come to this place to enjoy the scenery.

I completely...can't remember what happened when I was broken, it's like my memory has been erased.

He shook his head suddenly, trying to forget all these messy things, and said to himself as if jokingly: "Troubles have entered my mind~Shake my head to shake the troubles out~"

"In short! You can't stand still. The world will not stop moving because of you! Try your best to face it! Because you have to face it!" Galan said with full of fighting spirit, cheering himself up.

He looked at the scenery in front of him and noticed the training ground. The Undead and Blue Demons were still training the monsters on the field.

There are many types of monster soldiers in the Undead Legion, including zombies, skeletons, creepers, and even endermen from the End of the World.

But, I heard from Ander (the steward of the End City) before that the place where he was born is the legendary End of the World.

All the Endermen there, including the Ender Dragon, are only loyal to one queen, her name is "Ceris".

When he thought of that strong woman, he remembered the time when he was beaten and almost killed in Broken World. He also wondered what kind of person the Ender Queen of this world was?

As Galan was thinking this, he was completely unaware that a guy he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly appeared behind him. What the other party didn't expect was that he had been standing behind this guy for so long, but Galan hadn't even noticed him.

"Galan, don't you think your vigilance is a little too low?" 303, who hadn't been seen for a long time, stood behind him with his elbows folded, and said helplessly.

However, the other party just turned around slowly, curled his lips towards 303 without any surprise and said with a smile: "No~ Don't I know it's you?"

"By the way, Sanbao, where have you been? I haven't seen you recently. Have you been sneaking around again?" Galan said as he slowly approached the other person, then gave him a big hug and rubbed his chest hard, then looked up at him with a smile on his face.

303 didn't care. Looking at Galan who came up to him, he couldn't help but smile helplessly. He reached out and stroked Galan's hairy little head.

"Huh?" Galan realized it belatedly and took a few steps back. At this time, he already felt that his hair had been messed up by that guy.

"It's not you? Do you all have some kind of fetish?!" Mulan questioned. He didn't understand. He really couldn't understand why everyone liked to touch his head? Was his head some kind of internet celebrity check-in spot? So popular?

303 coughed lightly and chose to change the subject. He asked, "I heard that you were injured in the previous dimension. How are you now? Are you okay?"

OK, OK, OK, neither of you will answer this question, right? OK, that's really cruel, too funny.

"No, I'm not good. I feel insulted." Galan stared at 303 with resentment. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with being touched on the head by others.

Hearing this, 303's face suddenly turned gloomy. He mistakenly thought that Galan was being humiliated and bullied over there, and his aura suddenly changed.

But Galan mistakenly thought that because the other party couldn't touch his little head, he was in a bad mood and was going to beat him?

"You, you, you... You can't be angry just because I don't let you touch my head!" Galan's face was full of disbelief. Is he going to be beaten for such a small thing? He was beaten by the Blue Devil not long ago.

"?" 303's eyes swept over, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was not smiling, as if to say: "Are you kidding?"

"Why should I be angry? I'm just saying... do you need me to help you get it back?" Thinking of this guy's train of thought, 303 explained it again helplessly.

"No, no! Sibao will take care of it! Sanbao doesn't need to worry!" Galan waved his hands quickly and rejected this guy on the spot. What would happen if 303 went to that dimension? Wouldn't it be a mess? !

"Four treasures?"

"That's Naeus~"

"......."

"By the way, where have you been all this time? I haven't seen you for a long time."

After hearing this, 303 was silent for a moment. After thinking for a while, he decided to tell him what happened in the "main world" during this period.

The first is the most important "Player City".

To put it simply, it is the birthplace of the players, a place similar to a novice village, and the vicinity is even protected by an "unknown" force.

No monster can approach that place, 303 has verified this, but... 303 does not belong to the category of monsters, so he can enter the player city, which is also one of the privileges of being a world bug.

"I have to say, the Player City is really special... I also got something similar, a thing called a system panel." 303 patiently explained the course of events to that guy, stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the air with his fingertips, and a digitized quantum panel appeared in front of the two of them.

The first time Galan saw the panel, he thought of a game he played when he was still alive in another world. Since then, he has been thinking that it would be great if he could have an instrument to enter the game and then press the exit button.

Although I could only think about it at that time, I have now completely traveled through time~

Then 303 showed the other party how to use this panel. For example, by using it on a small zombie, one can view his basic attributes and approximate skills. If this thing can be used to train monsters, it should make the legion stronger.

"We can discuss this matter with the Undead. We know it will be very useful." Galan agreed with the suggestion. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said goodbye to 303 and left.

303 stood alone, staring at the direction he left, glanced at the system panel beside him thoughtfully, and said lightly: "Query."

* The properties panel is loading...

* Loading successfully! Starting successfully!

* *name:***

* Loading error! Adjustments in progress...

* Reloading...

* Loading successfully!

* Name: "Galan"

* Health: ??? (Tsk, nothing to see.)

* Stamina: 100 (You're looking at this too? Idiot.)

* Agility: 60 · 70 · 80 · 99+ (Hmm... no comment)

* Intelligence: 60·70·80·? ? (How much intelligence do you expect a parasite to have?)

* Skills & Items: **%*&*%$% You don't have permission to view!

* The "other party" has denied your access.

303 stared at the panel in front of him and gradually fell into deep thought, especially the last paragraph, which was something he had never seen before.

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