Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Anderson listened to his heartbeat, rubbed his arms vigorously, and forced a smile:
"...I want to live."

Waikato was delighted: "Aren't you dead now? If you're running, keep running. Enjoy life until the last moment of your life."

"No no no no!!"

Under the crisis, Anderson broke out in a sweat.If his spiritual intuition hadn't told him that he would definitely lose his life if he approached the opponent directly, according to Anderson's style, in this life-and-death situation, he might have pounced on the opponent and hugged the opponent's legs tightly, making it difficult for him to move.Right now, even though he was so anxious that he was jumping around like an ant on a hot pot, he still tried his best to put on a flattering smile on his face:
"You look like a big shot at first glance..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party: "Don't talk so much nonsense, my time is precious, do you want to leave here?"

"……Yes!"

"Then think about it." The Outer God looked Anderson up and down, and prepared to move in another direction without caring, "Your soul and destiny are not attractive to me, not to mention, isn't there something related to death in your dream?" Is it related? What, you don’t want a peaceful death?”

"But my life plan is not to die now!" Anderson could only complain to himself. Since the other party directly told him his remaining life and the accurate time of death as soon as they met, he guessed that the other party should be a prophet with the ability to predict. Demigods and even angels, such strong people cannot help but hug him. This is his only hope of escape now.He was heartbroken, fell to his knees on the spot, and answered sincerely and loudly:

"I am willing to give everything I have! Please take me away from Balam!"

"If you want to be saved, just leave it there and I will take a picture of you. After taking the picture, you will be immortal. It will be more painless than the River of Eternal Darkness."

The Outer God sighed: "Your life and destiny are really lackluster. Even if you give it to me, I have no interest in collecting it. Although in a certain destiny, your life seems a little more magnificent, you have just become a pawn of other gods. It has given you the opportunity to be a demigod, and it has also become a material package for a certain junior on the road to growth. Whether you are alive or dead has no impact on this world. Ah, I am not targeting you alone, I mean 90.00% or more Everyone is like this, so I think there is nothing wrong with you dying together."

"Instead of feeling sad and fearful of death here, it's better to be more open-minded and find a gun to kill yourself, so that you don't have to worry."

"Are you really not a hunter?" Anderson smiled bitterly upon hearing this. "Becoming a demigod and then dying sounds pretty good. Of course I know that I don't count, but I just want to live now. How can I even do this?" Do you want to deny me?"

"I'm really sorry. In my opinion, only valuable people deserve to live." The Outer God adjusted his camera. "If you really want to live, I suggest you run to the north. There are many mountains there. Even if you can't survive, , and will not be the first to die. If you have faith, then pray to all the gods and angels you know, and maybe someone will be merciful and come to save you."

"You are so comforting."

Anderson wiped the sweat from his face, and when he looked up again, the other party had disappeared.He stood up resignedly and ran desperately to the north, towards the highest mountain within sight.

A Sequence 5 Beyonder's footsteps are very fast, but the cold that invades his bone marrow still slows him down.When he finally passed through the virgin forest at the foot of the mountain and climbed halfway up the mountain, he suddenly felt the earth shaking violently.

Then, he raised his head and saw a scene he would never forget.

The sky suddenly became transparent, reflecting the scenery of another world.

A dark river stretches across the sky, and a boat made of countless bones is held up by the bones of a giant dragon, heading towards the world of the living.

……

I opened my eyes and found that I had fallen asleep on a bench by the roadside.

"Ouch! My neck..."

Why did you fall asleep on the bench? Have you stayed up too late recently?Will there be any work news for me?I woke up with a start, and quickly tried to move my neck, which had been tilted up, only to find that my neck was stiff.Not only was it sore and stiff, but it could only turn in one direction.

While rubbing my neck, I turned on my phone. The information bar was empty, and there were no missed calls. Although the phone was turned off, work calls could still be made.Seeing that there was nothing and no work was delayed, I immediately felt relieved, changed my position and sat on the bench, stretched out my hands to massage my shoulders and spine.While relaxing, I couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

No one is looking for me, not even a job.

There was no one on the street, and I couldn't go home. There was silence wherever I went, as if I had been abandoned by the world.

But there was no way to continue lying like this. I clicked my tongue and looked at the sky above my head. I saw that the sky was extremely dark, and huge raindrops penetrated the hot and humid environment and crashed onto the ground.

ah?grass!Why did it suddenly rain!At this moment, I want to greet God.

Finally, one day it was so quiet at noon, and there was no news about work, but there was a heavy rain, and I didn't bring an umbrella!
I stood up from the bench in a hurry and fled to the eaves of the closed shop opposite to hide from the rain.

Only then did I remember that when I left the company, I felt hot and stuffy outside, as if a heavy rain was coming. But what I thought at the time was to go out for lunch and then go back to the company for a lunch break. The rain should have stopped by then. Or it may be too small, after all, summer rain comes and goes quickly.

...Is it summer now?
I suddenly had such a strange doubt, is it summer now?Why do I seem to have a snowy city in my memory, with a group of people wearing furs praying in the snow... I look at my hands, wearing the company's uniform long-sleeved white shirt overalls, trousers, and a uniform tie , is a standard spring and autumn outfit, and looks no different from everyone in the company.

"Maybe it's because it was a little cold when I slept just now."

I really can't figure out why I had the illusion just now. It might be a dream I can't remember clearly.I looked away and muttered.

I looked at the heavy rain outside again and considered whether to rush back to the company.

I sniffed, and considering that I had been feeling dizzy and out of sorts lately, maybe because I had a bad cold, I resisted the urge.

Hey, as a big man, isn’t it normal to only bring a mobile phone and a key with a bus card and access card to work?

Who would carry a bag and an umbrella?

These days, I often forget to bring even change.

Forget it, it's all because this store isn't open, otherwise I could still go in and sit for a while.Now I can only stand and wait here, waiting for the rain to subside before leaving. If that doesn't work, I go back and order takeout... I sighed, having no choice but to squat down on the spot.

"Hey, young man, what are you doing standing there?"

At this time, I caught a familiar voice with my ears. I turned around and saw that there was a stall set up in the open space more than ten meters away, with a rainproof cloth hanging on the top. The man I was very familiar with was full of bad things. The old fortune teller sat in the stall and greeted me with his legs crossed.

Seeing a stool placed in front of the other party's table, I stood up immediately and decisively.

Instead of standing here and squatting until your legs are numb, why not sit and chat with this old man for a while to pass the time!
I covered my head with my hands to block the rain, and walked to the awning in three steps at a time. The heavy rainwater hit the rainproof cloth above the fortune-telling stall, and the crackling sound was very relaxing.I can't sit on other people's stools for nothing, so I took out my mobile phone from my pocket. Then I thought that my mobile phone was already in arrears, and the old man didn't put the QR code for payment, so I put the mobile phone down again. , groping for coins.

"A rare visitor." The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes, "What do you want to count today?"

I didn't feel the coin in my hand, so I felt a little weak. I laughed twice and didn't answer.

In fact, this fortune teller is not too old. Although he always wears a big hat, he looks about 50 years old. He may be older, but he looks younger.The old man's facial features are quite good. It can be seen that when he was young, he was definitely a handsome guy. He was the kind of guy who could charm a lot of old ladies when he danced in the square.It's a pity that he talks and acts like an old man, and he doesn't have the bit of the nagging temperament that a magic stick should have. Instead, he is the kind of unpopular old man who likes to gossip, find faults and sarcastically criticize others.

After touching the left pocket, I touched the right pocket, and then the upper pocket and then my trouser pocket. Probably due to faith, I finally found a crumpled ten-yuan note in my trouser pocket.I breathed a sigh of relief and boldly took out the ten-yuan note from my trouser pocket with two fingers and placed it in front of the old man.

The old man took a look and took the money away:
"The price has gone up, it's fifteen today."

My eyes suddenly widened: "Why?"

The old man pointed to the sky: "It's raining. It took a lot of effort for me to put up the shed. Can you be considerate to me?"

Seeing that he only had a few years to live, I chuckled twice and had no intention of talking to him anymore. I turned around and stared at the road in a daze.I cursed secretly that I had known for a long time that this old man was not a good guy, but he still came over to sit on the seat. It was really mean. Seeing that he was a lonely old man, I thought that the extra five dollars I gave him was a sign of mercy, and I sponsored this old man to pick one for me. Good quality urn.

At this moment, I glanced around and saw a figure walking from a distance.This was the second person I saw today. I immediately cheered up and wanted to see who the other person was.

The person walking over looked like a young man, with rare long silver hair and very distinctive features.

So, I recognized him. He was a newcomer who had just joined the company and happened to be on the same project team as me.It is said that he worked very well in other companies before, but the company went bankrupt due to some things and was acquired again. He had no choice but to jump over and become my subordinate. His surname is Wu.

Of course, it could just be the other person's Chinese surname, since he's either a foreigner or a mixed race.

It's a pity that this guy doesn't debut as an idol, he looks so good... I said hello to him from a distance and waved my hand. After all, we are all in the same project team. Although we don't usually interact with each other, we are still acquaintances.

After saying this greeting, I saw him walking towards me.

In the process, I noticed that the fortune teller Lao Deng was sitting leisurely behind the table. He took out a deck of tarot cards from somewhere and put it on the table. Name next to the antique bronze woodware.I was speechless:

"What about combining Chinese and Western styles?"

The old man asked me: "The more skills you learn, the less likely you are to starve to death. Do you want to try it?"

"How can I do this?"

As a social creature, of course I have never been exposed to these occult things. Let alone divination, I can’t even read the English on the tarot cards!The old fortune teller is the person I have come into contact with the most, but when I saw these exquisitely crafted, beautiful silver-gilded playing cards, I said no, but I couldn't help but rub my hands and pull them out casually. Got a card:

"world"

Not "Wheel of Fortune"?This question suddenly popped up in my mind. I looked up and wanted to ask the old man what this card meant, but I saw the old man looking at the card and then at the silver-haired young man named Wu, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

At this time, a young man with long silver hair stopped in front of me. His expression was a little cold, but he still nodded to me:
"Are you telling fortunes?"

"Not enough money." I smiled calmly.

As a social worker, it is normal for me not to be afraid of the original management of the company next door, but if I can build a good relationship, I will definitely try my best to build a good relationship. After all, the economy is in a recession now, and I don’t know when I will change jobs. One more friend will open up a new path.

Of course, if this gentleman stays with me and becomes a good brother of the project team, then I will never consider this aspect. I don’t want to get into the kind of person who yells [-] times a day. A weird company with a slogan.

But, if they dare to offer me a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan, I will dare to change jobs today.For people in the workplace, the first principle is not to get along with money. Anyway, as long as you don't break the law or commit crimes, what's wrong with shouting slogans?If I can get [-] yuan from shouting, I can shout that the boss of their company will go bankrupt!
Why "the world"?
"Is there a lighter?"

"No." I shook my head.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart:
This guy's appearance and temperament can easily be associated with an immortal immortal, and cannot be associated with smoking.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pretend to ask casually:
"smokes?"

This colleague with long silver hair, a beautiful face, and an indifferent expression raised his right hand and showed a cigarette held between his fingers.

"Everyone thinks you don't smoke." I responded with a smile.

"A friend of mine taught me this."

Smoking was taught by friends, and only a few of them were taught bad things by their parents... I complained in my heart.

Why not "Wheel of Fortune"?
This strange doubt popped up again.

I shook my head to expel this strange thought from my mind, but saw the old fortune teller turn to him and greet him perfunctorily:
"He gave the money, what do you want to calculate?"

"Hey, why can he get it for free when I give him money?" I wondered, "He's not me!"

Is he "the world"?After saying this, I was suddenly stunned for a moment. I felt like something was about to burst out of the ground in my mind, but I instinctively refused to recall it. Is it the "world"?
The old fortune teller smiled, his smile was three parts cunning, five parts insidious and two parts teasing, like an old fox, as if I had said something stupid: "It doesn't matter, in my opinion, you are all the same. Okay, Young man, what do you want to calculate?"

Hearing my words, the vice president next door seemed silent for a moment.Then, he turned his head to the fortune teller and said:

"My friend is dying."

"I want to know how to save him."

"Sorry." I responded reflexively.

After I finished speaking, I suddenly felt an inexplicable restlessness and panic, and my temples ached slightly. Some pictures I had never seen before appeared strangely in front of me - it was like scarlet mist, a city I had never seen before. It was ruins, and there were many weird scenery - I shook my head and drove these things out of my mind, but suddenly I paid attention to the dying friend, as if I also knew him.

"Then you should go to the hospital now instead of coming to the magic gun for help."

I spoke subconsciously to make the old man feel uncomfortable.But after saying this, I felt that it was inappropriate. Since the other party had already said that his life was in danger, then he could only use these mysterious things as spiritual sustenance.

The old fortune teller smiled and did not answer the question. He answered mysteriously and with a mean smile:

"Sometimes, letting go is a good choice."

In an instant, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the silver-haired young man's fist harden. Not only his fist, but also my fist became hard.

TBC
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The Einhorn family has held Sequence 1000 for more than [-] years and they haven’t allowed me to do it silently. How come there are still masters? ? ? (End of chapter)