Survival: Fighting floods from a thatched hut.

After teleporting outside, Zhang Chi checked the teleportation records of the Alliance Hall and then returned to the shelter.

As soon as he came back, he saw Han Feiyu and the middle-aged fortune teller with an immortal look walking out of the alliance hall.

Seeing Zhang Chi waiting outside, Han Feiyu seemed very happy and came to him with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang is too polite.

Actually, you don’t have to come to greet us.”

"It should."

Zhang Chi smiled and bowed. After exchanging a few words of greeting, he took the two of them to a quiet room.

"Well, the war is imminent, so I won't say polite words."

"Brother, tell me what you want to calculate.

I know you asked him to come here, so there must be something important that needs divination.

If it weren't for you, his talent wouldn't have been able to advance to the extraordinary level.

It is only right that I tell your fortune now."

The middle-aged fortune teller at the side twitched his mouth when he heard Han Feiyu's words.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded.

Just like what Han Feiyu said.

The fact that his talent could be promoted to the extraordinary level was all thanks to Zhang Chi and the animals under his command.

So even if Zhang Chi wanted to calculate something that would make him vomit blood, he would never frown.

Zhang Chi nodded and was about to say something when he saw the fortune teller had a serious face, even a bit of fearlessness.

?

He clearly remembered that this fortune teller was a cheerful and humorous man.

Why are you so serious today?

He didn't think much about it. Maybe his personality was different when he was doing serious work than in his daily life.

This kind of personality is quite common.

“I just wanted to ask.

I'm facing a difficult problem now. I have some ideas, but they don't seem to be enough.

I want to know, which part of my experience after traveling through time should I use to solve this problem?"

???

After hearing Zhang Chi's question, question marks appeared one after another in Han Feiyu's head.

He looked at Zhang Chi in confusion, then at the fortune teller beside him.

Why did he feel that the way Zhang Chi asked questions was so similar to the way the charlatan next to him spoke!

Unlike Han Feiyu, the fortune teller's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened to Zhang Chi's questions.

Bulbasaur.

It turns out that the Zhang Chi brothers also knew how to ask questions so as to minimize the backlash on him.

He is so strong, yet he still cares about a small person like me.

He really made me cry.

On the other hand, Han Feiyu wished that he would be retaliated and die every time.

Otherwise he might as well switch to Zhang Chi.

"What's wrong, Master?

Is it hard to calculate? "

Seeing the fortune teller suddenly fall into deep thought, Zhang Chi asked with some concern.

"No, it's not difficult."

As he spoke, the fortune teller took out a tortoise shell, pretended to close his eyes, shook the tortoise shell, and muttered something.

"Please help me, I have a big job to do.

Please help me calculate it quickly.

As long as you figure it out, I will light a stick of incense for each of you."

The fortune teller's voice was very low, but no matter how low it was, it could not escape Zhang Chi's perception.

As he heard the 'spell' becoming more and more outrageous, Zhang Chi's expression gradually collapsed.

Not a buddy?

Is this how you pray to the gods when you have your fortune told?

If you do this, you won’t be able to figure out the answer.

It’s good as long as you don’t get killed by the breath of the gods.

As if to confirm Zhang Chi's idea, the fortune teller suddenly vomited three liters of blood.

Han Feiyu took out a towel from his arms calmly and wiped the blood off his face. It was obvious that he was not surprised by this.

But Zhang Chi was frightened. He quickly took out a tube of ultimate healing potion, opened the lid and poured it into the fortune teller's mouth.

“Master, Master!

Are you okay, Master?"

After drinking the potion, Zhang Chi pinched the fortune teller's philtrum, trying to wake him up.

"Ouch!

It hurts!

I'm fine, I'm fine."

"It's okay, it's okay.

Master, you should take a rest first.

Don't worry, I will pay you."

When the fortune teller heard this, his eyes couldn't help but get hot.

"Brother Zhang is such a good man.

If you don’t give up, I am willing to serve as…”

"Ahem, that's about it.

Tell me the result quickly, don't force me to beat you in front of Brother Zhang."

Seeing Han Feiyu glaring at him with a dark face, the fortune teller curled his lips.

He snatched the towel from Han Feiyu's hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Zhang's question this time is not difficult, so it is easy to figure it out."

Hearing this, Zhang Chi looked at the fortune teller in a daze, then looked at the blood all over the room.

You call this easy?

“There are many answers.

For example, the second day after crossing, the ninth day, the day after crossing ...

And yesterday, even ten minutes ago, all pointed to the answer. "

Hearing this, Zhang Chi fell into deep thought.

The next day?

What happened the next day?

It was the first evaluation, the day Xiaohong joined.

The ninth day was the day when he awakened his Yaoyang Fire Eyes.

And the days that follow are all related to the sun and the moon.

As for yesterday, it should refer to the time when he went to the Chunyang area and learned the power of Chunyang.

Not to mention the discovery made by the Rat King more than ten minutes ago.

Is this too much?

But how come he didn't feel it?

"Don't be anxious, Brother Zhang. I can sense that your problem is rather complicated.

The best answer is on the ninth day."

Shining Sun Fire Eyes?

So if you want to easily identify the Soul Clan, you only need the Yaoyang Fire Eyes?

Or does it require the power of the sun?

This is because he needs to see through the wall when he is observing secretly.

So he mainly activated the Moon Eye.

What he shared with the Rat King was the Sun and Moon True Pupils which were a mixture of the sun and the moon.

Although he can easily use the two eye techniques separately, the Rat King certainly can't do it.

If I had known earlier, I would have lent the Rat King a single pupil technique.

But it's not too late.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi looked at the fortune teller with some excitement.

"Master, I have another question.

Tell me, where should I go to test the answer I got to achieve the effect I want?"

After asking, before the fortune teller could speak, Han Feiyu spoke with an embarrassed look on his face.

“Brother, you don’t know.

This charlatan's talent is extremely harmful to the body and mind, and forcibly using it may even shorten one's lifespan.

Therefore, you cannot tell fortunes continuously in a short period of time.

Even if it were me, I wouldn’t let him…”

As Han Feiyu explained, the fortune teller nodded from time to time.

He just had his fortune told and vomited three liters of blood. If he got another fortune telling, he would really die.

Although Zhang Chi’s healing potion is very good, it takes time for the potion to take effect.

At least he would definitely not do divination again until he had absorbed the potion.

Zhang Chi did not comment upon hearing this, but silently took out something from his ring.

boom!

Ten bottles of ultimate healing potions appeared on the table in front of the fortune teller.

"Master, does this count?"

The fortune teller looked embarrassed.

"Brother Zhang, I..."

boom!

There were two more pills on the table: one red pill and one orange-red pill.

[Xuyang Dan], [Wenyang Dan]

Zhang Chi waited quietly for the fortune teller to finish his appraisal and asked the same question with an unchanged expression.

"Master, does this count?"

The fortune teller's eyes turned green, he swallowed hard, and was about to agree.

boom.

【Shouyuandan

Effect: After taking it, your life span can be increased by ten years. 】

"Master, this can..."

“Yes, yes, yes, it’s so possible.

If it were someone else, I would definitely not take action.

But for Brother Zhang, I am willing to make an exception.

Don’t say it’s just one question, even if there are ten more, I can count them for you, brother.

Even if I vomit thirty liters of blood, I have to make it clear to my brother today.

If I frown, Han Feiyu will never find a wife!"

Han Feiyu: (O_o)??