My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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just now.

the end of the world.

Herobrine slowly raised his hand, and a white ball of light gradually condensed in his hand. Under his control, it fell on the blank ground. After some shape-shaping, it became almost exactly like himself.

The next step is to give him a new "consciousness"

Herobrine never thought that the clone was just a puppet, not to mention that it would be able to play a better role if it had independent consciousness.

The clone had the same pure white eyes and long brown wolf-tail hair as Herobrine.

However, this clone at this moment had no consciousness yet. It stood there like a puppet, staring blankly at Herobrine who created him.

Herobrine pondered for a moment, then lightly tapped the air with his fingertips. Several strange glowing light spots suddenly condensed and then merged into the body of the clone.

The moment the ball of light entered his body, the clone seemed to have undergone strange changes. He slowly raised his head and looked at Herobrine.

The same Herobrine was floating in the air, looking down at his clone that had just been born. The wind from the outside world blew into the area and blew the hair of both of them.

He will give it new "powers"

"I used to stand on the side of light, but the falsehood and deception of the players made me realize that those were just appearances."

"Now, you are the clone I created."

“Your mission is to spread the ‘seeds’ in the main world to bring endless darkness to all players, making them experience the pain of hell.”

"Here, I name you the Scourge"

Scourge knelt on one knee and looked up at the king who created him. He said, "King, I will make everything as you wish."

"There's one more thing besides that."

"?"

Herobrine placed Galan's mirror image in front of the confused man, and said helplessly: "Regarding this guy's matter, your other main task is to keep a close eye on Galan. Report to me if anything happens."

"Why?" Tianzai seemed a little confused because he thought it was a trivial matter.

"Hmm... I almost forgot that you are just like me before, lacking something."

"You'll understand once you meet that guy."

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The end city.

It was rare for Galan to get up early. Ever since the last incident, they hadn't asked him to go to training anymore. Maybe it was because he wasn't in good shape.

After he had packed everything up and opened the door, he saw a horrifying scene.

A person who looked exactly like Herobrine was standing in front of his door, and he was almost scared to death. When you are happily welcoming a beautiful day, you just open the door and find your boss standing at the door.

"F*ck! You you you!" Galan was startled, but he managed not to slam the door shut. He patted his chest to calm his heart, then asked, "No...you...wait...you're not the king?"

"? How did you recognize him?" Tianzai seemed very surprised that this guy could actually recognize the difference between him and the king. Before coming here, he had met the other members of the Undead Legion first, and they were all recognized without exception.

"It's very simple, because you have different temperaments." Galan said so. According to what he said before... Herobrine actually looks more gentle? And the guy in front of him has an expressionless face, which looks very... indifferent, as if he completely ignores everything.

"......."

Seeing that the other party was silent and didn't know what he was thinking, Galan leaned over to look outside the door and saw that there was no one there, so he pulled Tianzai in.

"How about this, let's change our appearance! In order to prevent us from being recognized in the future, what's your name?" Galan said as he pulled him to find a chair and pressed him down on it, then picked up a pair of small scissors beside him and prepared to give him a major hair change.

"Don't worry, my craftsmanship is still very good!"

"Scourge... My mission is to bring disaster to the players and... keep an eye on you." Although Scourge didn't know what this guy was up to, he probably didn't have any ill intentions and didn't resist.

When Galan heard about the first task ahead, he didn't have much feeling, after all, he didn't have a good impression of the players, but when he was asked to keep an eye on himself... he almost cut the Calamity bald by mistake, but fortunately he only cut the "Billion" a little off, so he had no choice but to change his hairstyle...

"Ahem... so you were sent by the king... to keep an eye on me?" Galan looked away guiltily, and gently touched the spot that was almost bald with his little paw, and corrected it.

"Um……"

After some time...

Tianzai came to the mirror in the room and looked at himself in front of him. His original brown wolf-tail hair was cut short, and some small strands of hair were cut out of the bangs in front. He looked more relaxed and at ease in his movements, but Galan always felt that something was missing.

After Galan thought about it for a while, he took out a small mask from the cabinet next to him and put it on Tianzai. He took two steps back and nodded. He felt that it was almost the same. He just looked a little similar to a certain guy.

"How do you feel?" Galan asked with a smile, his hands behind his back and his head tilted.

"Not bad." Tianzai didn't comment too much, but this look was indeed much more convenient than before, and it made him more distinguishable from the king.

"Not bad, not bad~" Galan looked at Tianzai with a sense of accomplishment, and then he seemed to remember something and said, "Little Tianzai, if your mission is to go to the main world, will it conflict with watching me?"

"The king said that you won't stay in the End City forever."

"? Was his guess so accurate?" Galan raised his eyebrows. His king's guess was indeed correct. He could not stay in the End City for a long time because he had other things to do.

For example... he must witness with his own eyes how far the current players have developed, as well as the tragic scenes he had seen before... from the crystal ball.

If he wants to avoid it, he must find an "opportunity" to change everything that may happen in the future, and he must do something about it.

Galan stared at him quietly, his eyes curved, the corners of his mouth gradually lifted slightly, he smiled and said: "I do have to leave here and go to another place... If the king said that, it proves that my confinement period has ended, right? Do other people know?"

"I already looked for them when I got here. When do you plan to leave?"

"Well...of course it's now!" Galan said with a smile, and the crystal ball next to him immediately understood, and instantly opened a purple-black portal beside the two of them.

* Scourge has joined the team~

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