I would rather betray the gods

The following morning.

Fang Yuan's mother took Fang Yuan to a shopping mall early in the morning.

I've heard that this shopping mall has a wide variety of goods, and there's a shopping arcade on the top floor that specializes in feng shui-related items. As the saying goes, you should know what you're doing, so the shop owners can also do divination and fortune telling.

The mall was huge, and the mother and daughter finally found the secluded shopping corridor after a long struggle.

Because the shopping arcade was quite famous, despite its poor location, it was always bustling with people.

"Good heavens, this doesn't seem authentic at all. There aren't that many masters living in one place. I think they're all charlatans trying to trick people into buying their products. Let's go back."

Fang Yuan was reluctant when she arrived, and upon seeing the commercialized setting, she immediately backed out.

"You silly child, it's not like you'll lose anything by just looking. Look at all these people, they've all come, which means it works."

Fang Yuan's mother has her own opinions.

"Okay~ So, with so many options, which one should we go to?"

Fang Yuan reluctantly agreed, hoping to ease her mother's worries.

Yes, which one should we go to?

Fang Yuan's mother was also puzzled, but she quickly came up with an idea. Pointing to the busiest shop, she said, "Let's go to the one with the most people; its reputation is built by word of mouth!"

Get a number, queue up, just like seeing a specialist at an outpatient clinic.

The shop owner, sitting inside, also looked like an expert, with a white beard and eyebrows, and despite his advanced age, he had an extraordinary air about him.

Finally, it was Fang Yuan's turn in line.

The shop owner glanced at Fang Yuan, then, contrary to his usual behavior, took out a pair of reading glasses from the drawer before Fang Yuan could sit down, put them on, and looked at her a few more times.

"I'm sorry, young lady, my divination session is full for today."

Before Fang Yuan could even sit down properly, the shop owner spoke up, then flipped over the business card on the table and picked up an old book to read leisurely.

There was no way to change this, as the divination would become inaccurate once the number of divination attempts was full. Fang Yuan's mother had no choice but to take Fang Yuan to another house.

Only after the mother and daughter walked out the door did the shop owner put down the old book, looking puzzled.

"The store you chose is really unreliable."

Fang Yuan is only focused on yoga and feels a little resentful that she has wasted so much time.

"Who knows? You pick one this time."

The mother was also helpless.

"This one across the street, please."

Fang Yuan pointed to the tarot reading shop and said.

"Will this thing even work?"

My mother only believes in traditional Chinese face reading, and she was suspicious of the shop the woman pointed to.

"Oh, you're so out of touch! This is the most popular method now, and it's very accurate."

Actually, Fang Yuan was just trying to save time, and she went inside as soon as she finished speaking.

The shop owner is an astrology lady who is dressed as a wizard.

The astrologer greeted the guest warmly, first learning some basic information about Fang Yuan, and then taking out a tarot deck to begin a divination.

As instructed, Fang Yuan drew five cards based on her intuition.

Unexpectedly, when the young lady turned over the cards and began to interpret them, a bizarre scene unfolded: the five perfectly fine cards suddenly burst into flames.

This terrified everyone in the room, even the astrologer was understandably flustered, but she quickly regained her composure and explained that it was probably caused by the previous customer having applied some kind of flammable substance to their hands.

It's the 21st century, who could think of a better reason? So everyone in the store believed this explanation and didn't think much of it.

After several unsuccessful fortune-telling sessions that wasted a lot of time, Fang Yuan lost all patience and asked to go home.

Fang Yuan's mother couldn't say anything, so she could only agree.

After all the customers had left the store, the astrologer, still shaken, patted her chest and took out the burnt tarot cards to examine them closely.

With her limited knowledge, she simply couldn't figure it out.

At that moment, the white-bearded boss from across the street hurriedly walked in, his expression solemn and serious.

"Uncle, you've come at the right time. I just encountered something strange and was planning to ask you about it after get off work."

The astrologer greeted him, not noticing the white-bearded boss's expression.

"Oh, little sister, there was someone there earlier, so I couldn't come over to say anything. How come you haven't realized how serious this is?"

As he spoke, the white-bearded boss picked up the burned tarot cards to examine them, and frowned upon confirming that it was caused by celestial fire.

"W-what's wrong?"

The astrologer seemed mysterious and impressive.

"When interpreting someone's fate, you must first understand the person. There are two types of people in our line of work that you cannot interpret. One is people with a high and important destiny. These people come into the world with a mission from heaven and are protected by heaven. Unless you have the best divination skills, you cannot accurately predict their fate."

Because how could Heaven possibly allow the personnel arrangements it has made to be known by others? As the saying goes, heavenly secrets cannot be revealed.

The white-bearded boss cautiously glanced at the door to see if anyone was there. Some things are better left unsaid than understood, and he couldn't help but feel compelled to speak them out. The fewer people who knew, the better.

"And what about the other kind? I guess the one I encountered was a different kind!"

The astrologer immediately tensed up, eager for an answer.

"Another one..."

The white-bearded boss hesitated for a long time before continuing, "Not only is it inaccurate, but it also has a very strong backlash effect. If we compare our fortune-telling technique to a bicycle, then this kind of person's luck is a high-speed train."

How could we possibly try to board a high-speed train while riding a bicycle? Even if we managed to get on, the bicycle couldn't handle the speed, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"That means it can't be counted at all... the only things that can't be counted are the celestial beings!"

The astrologer reasoned on her own.

Shh! Shh!

The white-bearded boss quickly told her to shut up, then nodded, "That's right, the customer you just met is like a student whose 'study record' has been transferred. Although he is a mortal, his time has come and his 'study record' has gone to heaven. He is mortal but his fate is extraordinary!"

Thank goodness you only burned a few playing cards!

Only then did the astrologer realize the seriousness of the problem, and she couldn't help but break out in a sweat...

Antarctica, at the White Galaxy base, on the deck of an abandoned cargo ship.

Yuzi, wearing a down jacket, stood straight by the railing, gazing quietly into the distance.

The down jacket zipper was open, so he could take it off at any time.

The weather was terrible; a strong wind was blowing heavy snow, which had already 'shaped' him into a snowman.

"It's already an hour late, what if he doesn't come?" Dai Tianhe, standing to the side, checked the time and shivered from the cold.

In this kind of place and in this kind of awful weather, even the thickest clothes can't withstand being exposed for long periods of time. The "he" he was referring to was Rorota.

Today is the day Lorota and I agreed to have a showdown. Yuzu has arrived, but he is nowhere to be seen.

"I will come," Yuzu said calmly.

He understood that this was a little trick by Lorota to deliberately wear him down and delay his appearance.

Unfortunately, Lorota chose the wrong person; he could stare blankly like an idiot all day.

Time continued to pass, and finally Dai Tianhe, unable to bear the cold any longer, went downstairs to warm up.

At this moment, the pomelo, which had its own plans, leaped several miles away and landed directly on a protruding glacier.

We should avoid doing things that waste time, and Dai Tianhe is a burden if he doesn't return to the cabin, so things are just right now.

"Come out. It's you who's fighting for supremacy, not me. Your mind-numbing tactics are just a waste of my time and will only drive you crazy."

The pomelo was projected outwards in the language of God, traveling a long distance with precise targeting.

Before long, the wind direction suddenly changed, blowing in the opposite direction. After a while, it returned to normal.

When the two opposing wind forces reach equal strength, it's as if the wind stops, and the view suddenly becomes much wider.

At that moment, Yuzu caught a glimpse of Rorota appearing not far away.

Unlike their last encounter, this time Rorota exuded an aura of 'ethereal beauty'.

No wonder he's so arrogant and domineering; it seems he received guidance from some kind of deity, causing his strength to improve by leaps and bounds!

Yuzu thought to herself that Aries Palace was definitely involved in this matter.