My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

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When Arthur was fighting fiercely with the Scourge, Andy took Younian and the lovely Xiaohan to escape from this place.

However, following closely behind them were the 10 zombies, led by Adrian in black, who was extremely fast and would soon catch up with them.

Andy glanced back at the black-clad zombie that was about to catch up with them. He was a little confused as to why it was so fast? Shouldn't zombies have speed limits? Moreover, they were all under the sun, so why hadn't the guys been burned to death?

It seems necessary to report this matter to the forum, and the official side must give an explanation. This game is a bit too unreasonable!

"This is not a solution. We have to get rid of them." Younian's expression became a little nervous, and then he produced a longbow in his hand and put an arrow on it. Suddenly, flames appeared at the front end of the arrow. This was his special ability, which needed to be used through a medium.

Then he aimed at the leader, Adrian in black. He took a deep breath, released the bowstring, and the arrow shot towards the target like lightning.

However, Adrian easily dodged the attack by turning sideways. It sneered and continued to speed up and approach Andy and others.

Younian's face darkened slightly, and he shot several arrows in rapid succession, but they were all avoided or blocked by Adrian.

Seeing that the gang was getting closer, Younian decided to change his strategy. He whispered to Andy, "I'll attract their attention, and you take Xiaohan to find a chance to escape."

Andy's face darkened instantly after hearing this, and he coldly retorted to the guy: "Are you kidding? How can you fight with so many people? What's more, I'm a player and I won't really die. At most, I will drop a few worthless equipment. What you lose is your life!"

Younian obviously didn't expect him to suddenly yell at him. His two pairs of wolf ears drooped instantly. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he was right. After all, he was not a player.

But they are all rare friends of mine, so I always subconsciously want to protect them first, even though they have not known each other for a long time.

In fact, Andy did carry his brain with him... They didn't need to escape so hard, and they could even escape safely with Younian and Xiaohan.

Because... you can just teleport away, why use two extremely slow legs to run?

"Younian! Hold on to me!" Andy said as he quickly opened the system pop-up window and clicked to select the nearest base that was still lit.

* Yes No Teleport to Player Base 22?

Andy decisively chose yes. Suddenly, a halo of white light appeared in the sky, and then a beam of light instantly projected to Andy's position on the ground, and Younian who was holding him and Xiaohan in his arms disappeared instantly.

"........."

Adrian was obviously stunned, then he looked up at the circle of light in silence for a moment.

In the two or three bases they destroyed before, few chose to escape like him. Most were so scared that they stayed where they were. Some who were a little smarter would choose to teleport away or log off on the spot.

After all, no one wants to lose their equipment, right?

At this time, Arthur, who was fighting against the Scourge, also noticed the scene over there. Knowing that they had left safely, he did not intend to bother with this guy any more.

Arthur instantly distanced himself from the opponent, moving through the obsidian blocks thrown at him, using them as stepping stones to reach high altitudes, and opened the teleportation map without saying a word.

Under the slightly puzzled gaze of Scourge, Arthur waved at him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a clear and hearty voice came out of his mouth: "It was fun to fight with you today! Let's continue next time! My name is Arthur! Don't forget!"

The moment Arthur's finger pressed the teleport button, a beam of light dropped from the sky and took him away.

Scourge stood there, looking thoughtfully at the halo that appeared in the sky. It seemed necessary to inform Herobrine about this.

It is probably related to the players' systems, but...how does such a thing exist?

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Meanwhile, on the other side

Twilight forest.

The basement of the castle of the end.

"Oh my God! Is this true?! Did you really see Famira?!!" Galan jumped up from his chair, staring at Mu with a shocked expression on his face, and was extremely panicked inside.

"Well... yes, he also asked me to go to the physical world to find Herobrine... I was just about to ask him what he meant when you came online." Mu Si pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. That guy really had a bad attitude. He acted as fiercely as a tiger, but ran away after doing the job without giving any reasons or consequences.

And... let him go to the main world to find Herobrine?! Then how should he face Redeyes? Should he just tell him that he wants to change jobs?!

"Looking for the king?"

Galan calmed down after hearing what he said and sat back in his chair. After thinking for a moment, he thought that maybe Famira also noticed the matter about the Undead Legion, but...

According to Xiaofa's nature, there is no way he would help me... There is no reason, not to mention that he is the one who has been occupying his body.

Then he turned his attention to Mu, who was standing opposite him, and looked him up and down, as if thinking about what kind of "benefits" he could bring to the king.

Compared to himself, a "half-baked" fortune teller, the "orthodox" Farmira is indeed more accurate. However, he has no idea what that guy is thinking now, so he can't jump to conclusions.

"Speaking of which, your friend is really nasty...you...he should be considered as a friend of yours, after all, we share the same body..." Mu Chuai touched his chin, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the expression on Galan's face.

Judging from Galan’s reaction just now, have these two guys never come into contact before?

When Galan heard the other party ask that, he didn't know how to answer him for a moment, so he could only lower his head silently. His expression looked a little lonely.

In fact...he is not clear about the relationship between himself and Famira.

Creator and creation? But… the creator should love the “children” he created, right?

I treated him like that...but he is still willing to help me?

Doesn’t he…hate me?

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