I really am a fortune teller

Wei Chen had absolutely no desire to come to this godforsaken place. Just being here allowed him to clearly feel his spiritual energy gradually diminishing. If it weren't for his curiosity about what that giant ghost was, or how much merit it could bring him, he would have given up.

Wei Chen would never come to this godforsaken place, even if he were beaten to death.

Jiang Hanyi put Wei Chen down on the ground and casually stuffed a medicine bottle into Wei Chen's arms: "This thing can restore your spiritual power, but you have to use it sparingly and not use it all at once."

When Wei Chen picked up the bottle of medicine, the system reacted: "Spirit Recovery Pill, restores 100 points of spiritual power at a time."

Wei Chen was horrified: "There are specific values ​​now? What's my value?"

"Sorry, the system level is too low to display."

When the system popped up with this sentence, Wei Chen was completely frustrated. No wonder his system panel hadn't been showing up; it turned out his level was too low. However, a system that required 5000 million merits to upgrade was really something else.

Wei Chen inwardly grumbled, but the system continued, "The giant ghost not far away can provide you with 100 million merit points."

so much?

"What are my chances of killing that giant ghost?" In fact, as soon as Wei Chen arrived at this place, he could see the giant ghost that was causing trouble not far away. It was towering into the clouds and looked to be more than a hundred meters tall.

The memorial world is based on the real world. The small town where the big demon lives is actually a real small town, except that there is no one in that small town.

The giant demon looked similar to a human, but it had several extra arms covered in bone spurs. It also had a strange rune drawn on its forehead and golden skin, giving it a somewhat lewd appearance.

The giant demon had a long white horn on its head, much like a unicorn. There were also many cultivators around it, who looked like ants standing next to the giant demon. If they hadn't been standing on a building, Wei Chen wouldn't have noticed their presence.

Those cultivators were clearly all experts, and their teamwork was excellent, but their attack power was very limited.

Even from a distance, Wei Chen felt a throbbing pain in his brow. The giant ghost could simply move its foot slightly or roar, and the people next to it would turn pale and fall to the ground.

With such a disparity in strength, how can we possibly fight?

When Wei Chen asked the question, the system was silent for a moment before replying, "1%."

Wei Chen nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at the system with annoyance: "You think I can kill him?"

The dog system remained silent.

Jiang Hanyi, having no time to attend to Wei Chen, had already begun mustering his troops. Jiang Hanyi wasn't from here, so he had very little say in the tavern, and the one leading the troops was the same blond-haired boy from before.

However, it's clear that this team frequently comes to the Mirror World to fight enemies, because they are well-trained and disciplined when they enter.

This also eased Jiang Hanyi's mind considerably; to Jiang Hanyi, he was nothing more than a nanny.

Just do your job as the primary caregiver.

Jiang Hanyi yelled at Wei Chen, who had fallen behind, "What are you still doing there? Get over here right now!"

Wei Chen belatedly followed after him.

The closer Wei Chen got to the giant ghost, the more uneasy he became. Moreover, his spiritual power was being consumed little by little. Although Wei Chen was unable to materialize his spiritual power, he could still feel the rate at which it was decreasing. He felt that he would take Jiang Hanyi's Spirit Recovery Pill when it was almost gone.

Just a small blue pill was enough to completely restore his spiritual power.

So Wei Chen's current spiritual power value is only a little over one hundred.

The blond-haired youth appeared beside Wei Chen at some point, looking at him indifferently and saying, "Why would a fortune teller like you end up on the battlefield?"

"I'm good, that's all." Wei Chen was quite thick-skinned. He noticed that the little brat next to him was very unhappy, so he casually said it.

The blond-haired boy snorted coldly, clearly not satisfied with Wei Chen's answer.

Wei Chen shrugged helplessly.

He never intended for everyone to accept him. He's not a hundred-yuan bill; what's the point of having so many people like him? Besides, the blond-haired boy is just a man.

The blond-haired boy looked at Wei Chen mockingly and said, "Then help me calculate what our chances of success are this time? What are the chances of getting merit points by obtaining the other party's phone?"

Wei Chen was not interested in what the other party was saying.

On the contrary, they were very interested in the last sentence that Huang Mao said.

Wei Chen intuitively sensed that the small tavern Jiang Hanyi had taken him to earlier was probably a gathering place for cultivators.

Wei Chen had heard that there were guilds composed of cultivators in this world, so the place Jiang Hanyi had brought him to should also be a guild.

However, Wei Chen himself did not expect that he could also obtain merit in the guild, and that they even made merit as tangible as the system.

"Isn't merit something that can't be seen or touched?" Wei Chen said with a smile, looking at the blond-haired man next to him. "Can this kind of thing really be detected?"

As a nine-star psychic doctor, Jiang Hanyi claimed that he could hear in all directions and see in all directions, so he had already sensed Wei Chen talking to that blond-haired man.

But Jiang Hanyi did not stop it.

There are some things Wei Chen needs to know.

Being a monk or nun is not a privilege of society.

Wei Chen's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone in the team to hear.

These people wore mocking smiles. They never expected that Jiang Hanyi, such a caring psychic doctor, would bring a greenhorn to the battlefield.

These greenhorns either have powerful connections or are just here to be cannon fodder.

The blond-haired youth rolled his eyes in annoyance and looked at Wei Chen indifferently, saying, "How come you don't even know this? Cultivators of five stars or above are qualified to know their merit points. If you don't know, I can check it for you."

As Huang Mao spoke, he took out a device that looked like an electronic thermometer from his pocket.

This world is really very different from the world I live in.

In the past, Wei Chen only felt that the status of cultivators was too high, and that he could obtain all kinds of cultivation resources in the Star Pavilion. At that time, he did not feel that this world was any different from the Earth he used to live on, except that the status of cultivators was higher.

But now, what Wei Chen is exposed to has exceeded his understanding.