My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

After waking up, Galan looked up and saw three people standing in a row, looking ready to take action at any time. He gradually fell into confusion and couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Why are you...looking at me like that?" Galan's face was full of confusion. Then he seemed to notice the "tragic situation" at the scene. He asked in disbelief, "Wait! What's going on here?! What happened here...?!"

"You... don't remember what you did?" 303 noticed that the man in front of him seemed to be conscious again, but was surprised at his current condition.

It was clearly that guy who did it, but I forgot about it.

"Those things you just summoned... almost broke through here." The undead held his forehead and looked helplessly at the guy in front of him who seemed confused about the situation.

"Wait, who did you say summoned?"

Galan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he realized that a giant dragon bone cannon had appeared beside him. When he looked up, he noticed a large number of small dragon bone cannons in the sky.

"You don't remember it at all?" The Blue Devil frowned slightly. If that was the case, then this guy's current condition was a bit tricky.

Was it a control thing? When did it happen? It shouldn't be like this... when we were in the player camp... I clearly didn't let other players touch him.

The Blue Devil thought about it for a moment and quickly dispelled such suspicions. Perhaps there was something wrong with Galan himself.

“I… I…” There was a trace of panic in Galan’s blue-pink eyes. The scene before him was like a vest he had been wearing for several years, and at the same time, several people surrounded him, intending to expose his “hypocritical” face in public.

He didn't know how to start for a moment. What if... let them know that he was not the real "Galan"? Would they... think he was a liar?

After all... he was just a person who occupied someone else's body and used other people's abilities to make a living in this world.

He himself is just one of many "ordinary people" who are struggling desperately to "stay alive" in the real world.

Maybe it was because of my good luck that I not only traveled through time but also occupied the body of my own OC, so I decided to change my identity and continue to survive in this world.

But... he is not "Galan" after all and cannot use all his abilities, including the character before his death... The setting is not yet perfect ——- "Familla"

303 narrowed his eyes, as if he saw through Galan's inner struggle. He walked slowly and came in front of the man.

He smiled slightly with the corners of his lips raised, then slowly raised his hand to rub the child's furry little head, and said in a rare gentle tone:

"What are you thinking about? The one who has stood by us from the beginning to the end"

"Hasn't it always been you?"

Galan opened his mouth slightly, and was stunned for a long time without uttering a word. It seemed that he didn't expect that 303 would actually comfort others?

"Hey! Wait, wait! I don't know what you are thinking, but I have the same idea as 303." The undead suddenly realized something and immediately rushed in front of the two of them and reached out to rub Galan's head, pretending to comfort him.

"?"

"?"

Galan's momentary emotion suddenly disappeared, his face twitched, and he suddenly reached out and took away the little claws that were messing with his head.

"That's too much, that's too much. Who did you learn this from? Tell me, and I promise not to beat him up!" Galan's mood suddenly became furious, and he spoke angrily.

"Uh...if nothing unexpected happens, the first person to do this seems to be our king..." The undead gave a slight reminder, but the expression on his face looked somewhat malicious.

"Oh~ You are so brave, you want to challenge our king?" 303 suddenly added fuel to the fire.

"You guys... just pretend that I didn't say anything." Galan's originally explosive mood was suddenly doused by a basin of cold water called "Herobrine".

The blue devil at the side was watching the scene in front of him. The strange atmosphere was suddenly broken. He also chose to come to the side of the crowd, looked at Galan's head, and tentatively reached out to rub it. Before he could take it back...

He "harvested" a little Galan on his arm.

* The silence of the three little ones is Cambridge tonight.

The Blue Devil looked at the guy who was still biting his arm, opened his mouth slightly, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"......."

"..."

After taking two bites, Galan let go of his arm and glanced at the other two with a fierce look.

As expected, 303's hand was also bitten hard. As for the undead... Galan just bit it symbolically. After all, the undead was a skeleton... Why should he pick on bones?

The crowd didn't seem to care much, and didn't ask too much about Galan's strange state before, but about this matter... at least the king had to know about it. Maybe Herobrine might have already known about it by now~

At the same time, on the other side.

Ever since Herobrine accidentally discovered Galan's mirror last time, he has kept it by his side, and naturally saw the scene of those guys practicing against each other.

In fact, he had noticed Galan's abnormality a long time ago, but because he never mentioned it, he never asked him.

Now it seems that he really is hiding something.

In fact, for Herobrine, no matter what he concealed, as long as it was not "betrayal", he could accept it no matter what it was.

However... this is the first time I've seen Galan in this condition, so just in case... he has to do something, although even he himself doesn't understand why he should do this.

Herobrine is currently unable to enter the Overworld. He doesn't care what will happen to the players, but if he enters the Overworld... with his current condition, the difficulty level of the Overworld will reach "unimaginable".

Not to mention the players, even the natives of the main world and even the creatures...

* All. Must. Die!

To this end, he needs an avatar that can move freely in the main world, does not increase the difficulty of the world, and gives him some powerful abilities to do things in the main world on his behalf.

Keep an eye on a certain uncontrollable "guy"

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Oh, oh, this last sentence is the key point, right?

(happy)