Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 82 Headlines
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[The other party has accepted the invitation]

In the void, a young man dressed as a scholar in white robes looked at the prompts in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

"This is your choice. You can't blame me for forcing you."

He looked at the extra name on the members of the cult, recalled the conversation a few days ago in his mind, and the smile on his face became a little heavier.

"who are you?"

"Mei Mu, you can call me fortune teller."

"Why am I here?"

"Someone wanted to sell you a favor by directing and acting on your own, but in the end I stepped in."

"I remember this favor, is there anything you need me to do?"

"No, but I have a suggestion. Why don't you join the cult I created? This way I can guarantee that you will not encounter such a thing again."

"...I am now a member of the Cult of Death."

"I have tools here to clear the punishment for quitting the group."

"The death-related knowledge within the Death God Cult is of great help to me."

"I am an honorable member of the Academic Sect. Everything you want to learn is available in the Academic Sect, and it's better."

"The God of Death will not let me go so easily."

"Your prayer failed before because I destroyed His Kingdom at that time. By the way, I am a fortune teller."

"..."

"What's the name of your order?"

"Lailai Cult."

"...I'm sorry, I need to think about it again."

"Can I ask the reason?"

"I have heard a female high-level contractor talk about your divine religion, especially about the behavior of the person named Shan Xi, in very detail."

"..."

"Okay, then you should think about it slowly first."

When I think of the conversation between myself and the executioner, I can't help but have a sad look on my face.

——Even he didn't expect that his plan would be almost ruined by Shan Xi's reputation.

What made his stomach ache the most was that he couldn't return to the paradise now, so no one could care about that guy.

"Fortunately, there is a little guy in the group who is smart enough."

He looked at the name next to the executioner on the member list with a satisfied look.

What he admires the most is this kind of newbie.

As for the question of means?
Anyway, the reputation of the Lailai Cult will probably not be saved, so naturally he, the leader, will not care.

Besides, no one has ever stipulated that fortune tellers cannot use divination to predict the madness literature written on H comics.

the most important is……

He looked at his communication channel, opened one of the group chats, and directly sent the screenshot of the executioner's talent that Xin Lailai had sent to him.

The next second, this small channel with less than 30 people named [Void Fortune Teller Family] exploded in an instant:

……

The real person who only knows how to fuck: "Fuck, the big eyebrow guy is showing off his cards again!"

Don’t take it as an individual! : "What the hell is this thing! Is Tai Nima crazy?"

Please stop posting: "Fuck, this is a pornographic picture, it must be a pornographic picture! How can someone really be so talented and perverted to this extent!"

Then he changed his name to idiot after divination and said: "It's sour, it's really sour, or else I can go to paradise. Is this really a card that a person can pull out?"

I want to dodge once: "@了changed my destiny against the will of heaven and released the card you drew last time for us to have fun. Didn't you brag at that time that absolutely no one can find a more awesome talent than that?" ?"

He has changed his fate against the will of heaven: "Get out!"

[Reminder: [Changed Fate Against Heaven] was renamed [Changed Fate]]

I want to dodge once: "Pfft hahahaha (look up to the sky and laugh at jpg)"

Begging for luck not to drop it: "Report! I want to report someone for cheating. Why do you get to draw rare cards every time! @天之强 Fortune Teller."

The most powerful diviner in the void: "People are not good, don't blame the uneven road. If you don't accept it, just come and do it@Kneel down and pray for luck and don't fall off."

Regret at the beginning: "To be honest, I regret joining this group now. Since I joined, I have been in the red for seven full months, and all the money I have has been put into draw cards."

Here, borrow some? : "Same as above, I shouldn't have listened to your nonsense in the first place. This thing is too ridiculous. The cost of my moonlight teleportation array only cost 300 million soul coins!"

……

In the void, he looked at the sour messages on the channel that almost overflowed the screen, and a happy smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

This channel is composed of the top fortune tellers in the void.

In fact, about 200 years ago, the chat content in the group was still very normal.

Until one day a guy sent a talent screenshot to the group and added that this was a new person he had recruited into his own force through fortune telling. Please ask the bosses to see how it goes. All the people who entered this group The fortune tellers all embarked on a "path of no return".

Divination of rare treasures?Sorry, not available.

Divination of the enemy's whereabouts?Sorry, not available.

An ancient tradition of divination?Sorry, not available.

Ask why you are not free?
Don't ask, asking is just using divination to draw cards... No, it's a trap for talents!
——Today, instead of the turtle grandson who posted the card before he died of acid, let’s write the three characters “divinationist” upside down today!

Therefore, due to the spontaneous actions of each fortune teller, the famous fortune tellers in the void have now all become weirdos who will divine the potential of each other when they see a wild dog.

As for the reason?

Don't ask, asking is the dignity of a fortune teller!

"It's a pity, it's almost time to go back."

After experiencing the joy of showing off his cards in public, his eyebrows cast his gaze into the distance, a solemn look flashing in his eyes.

Gold and blue runes began to appear around him, quickly forming a precise formation.

He has been away from the border for a while. Just in case, he still has to rush back as soon as possible. After all, the situation there has become more and more serious recently.

"I don't know if it's too late for you."

He looked at the name in the communication list and sighed softly.

If it were in the past, given the opponent's situation, even if the talent was insufficient, time could still be used to slowly make up for it.

But he happened to be born in this era, this extremely urgent era where monsters appeared in large numbers...

"Xin Lailai, I hope... you can be qualified to live before that day comes."

After all, time...is really running out.

……

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[A new derivative world is about to open, and contractors are about to return to the Sanctuary Paradise. Contractors please make sure there are no witnesses who are not from the paradise. 】【Transmitting...Transmission completed. 】

[The contractor will enter a new derivative world in 59 minutes and 50 seconds]

In the exclusive room, Xin Lailai opened his eyes, feeling the sudden relaxation of his body and the rich elements and mana around him, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally came back.

"Sure enough, it's the same as what my brother said. Once you increase your attribute points, it will only become more uncomfortable to stay in this world."

Xin Lailai rubbed his slightly groggy head and complained.

When he returned to this world for the first time, because his attributes were too low, he didn't feel much about the oppression of this world.

But this time it was completely different. Not to mention how uncomfortable it felt to be unable to use the power when the attributes were forcibly suppressed to within 10 points. In this world, there was almost no supernatural power at all, and I almost didn’t give it. He suppressed his illness.

For a master who can directly see the elements and is even used to absorbing and circulating a part of the mana every time he breathes, being thrown into a place like this in the present world is as uncomfortable as a fish being thrown into the desert.

"I feel like I suddenly want to break through to the third level."

Xin Lailai sighed and said, according to the current regulations of the paradise, as long as you reach the third level and break through the 80-point attribute barrier, you can gradually convert the stay time in the world into the stay time in the paradise.

"By the way, there's this..."

Suddenly, Xin Lailai remembered something, and hurriedly took out several sets of comics and a pocket watch from the storage space, paid 100 paradise points to package them, and sent them to the executioner.

At the same time, out of respect for art, Xin Lailai also conveniently saved the screenshots of those comics without touching the page.

"However, I really didn't expect that the executioner would actually have such a side?"

Xin Lailai's expression became a little strange when he thought about some of the things he saw and heard in this world.

"Hmm, I can't believe that someone who is so scary in battle can be so gentle in front of his sister, and..."

Ling Yuzi also muttered in the soul space, while a blush appeared on his face.

Even she, who had already had a lot of experience with Xin Lailai, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she saw some of the words written by the executioner in the comic book.

It is difficult to imagine what kind of mental state and expression the executioner had when he wrote those words.

"Ahem, everyone has a relatively private side. This is normal. After all, for the two of them, their importance and affection for each other has indeed surpassed the concept of family."

Yes, the executioner and Sirona have known each other's feelings for a long time. Many of the words in those comic books were written by the executioner during his love affair with Sirona.

Even because of Sirona, the executioner directly told Xin Lailai that she would not enter the paradise in a short time, but planned to wait until Sirona completed the "ritual" of exchanging first nights before considering things in the paradise.

When hearing the reason given by the other party, Xin Lailai didn't even know where to start.

By the way, according to what the executioner said, she will actually die once when her talent is activated, so the brand will be re-issued by Paradise every time she is resurrected.

At the same time, including the process of entering the paradise in the world of trials, the resurrected executioner needs to go through it all over again.

Because of this, as long as the deceased ignores the invitation to sign a contract on the prompt interface, he can stay in this world until he reaches the age of 24 or encounters a crisis of death.

"However, I really didn't expect that it would develop like this in the end."

The female enemy who had hacked him to death more than 600 times not long ago suddenly turned into a companion... Xin Lailai thought that this kind of thing could only happen to the protagonists of derivative worlds with the aura of a harem.

Although the methods used in this process are slightly disgraceful.

"But in terms of results, this should be the best, right?"

Ling Yuzi emerged from the soul space and sat on Xin Lailai's shoulder and said.

"Well...after all, with her talent, if possible, I really don't want to meet her as an opponent again."

Xin Lailai nodded slightly. What Ling Yuzi said was exactly what he really thought. After all, no matter who he was, as long as he was in his right mind, he would not want to have an enemy who was unkillable and whose potential would grow.

"Speaking of which, it feels like she already knew we would invite her?"

Ling Yuzi recalled the details of the contact between Xin Lailai and the executioner, and asked curiously.

"If I'm not mistaken, it probably has something to do with Mr. Mei Ming, but to be honest..."

When she thought of the method Mei Mian asked her to use to attract people, Xin Lailai couldn't help but look at the screenshot information on the branding interface, her eyes became a little weird.

To be honest, he never imagined that the young man in white robe, who made people feel like a spring breeze, was actually the master who could do such a thing behind his back.

Not only did he use a fortune teller to divine other people's dark history, but after he joined the team, he also took screenshots of the other person's talent to 'show off'... When he thought of this, Xin Lailai always felt that the image of the mysterious and noble boss in his mind collapsed. Lost.

"Forget it, let's not think about this. While we still have some time, we can go shopping in the shop of the promised boss."

Xin Lai Lai sighed helplessly and no longer thought about the painting style of the big guys in Lai Lai Cult. Instead, he walked out of the door, skillfully caught a Paradise Express bus and arrived at the promised dilapidated hut. He knocked tentatively on the door.

"come in."

Promise's unique calm and neutral voice came from behind the door.

Xin Lailai opened the door and immediately saw Yan Zheng lying on the rocking chair with his legs crossed and reading a newspaper.

"Is this the report you gave to the guy in 04296?"

Yan Yan looked at Xin Lailai who walked in, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and asked in a calm tone.

Xin Lailai's heart skipped a beat, but the expression on her face did not change and she nodded calmly.

"Um"

Hearing the words, the promise was silent for a while, then returned his eyes to the newspaper, and at the same time uttered two words in a slightly stiff tone:
"Thanks."

Xin Lailai breathed a sigh of relief, a somewhat honest smile appeared on his face, he scratched his head and said:
"No, no, boss, you are too polite. You took such great care of me. I just helped you pass a message to my brother. It didn't have much effect. Besides, I'm thick-skinned and I'm not afraid of embarrassment."

Hearing this, Yan Nuo glanced up at Xin Lailai and nodded thoughtfully.

He didn't ask Xin Lailai to say anything, but Xin Lailai said it deliberately, and the meaning was obvious.

If it is inconvenient for him to speak in the future, he can ask Xin Lailai to do it for him.

"I will continue to calculate the cost price for you in the next three worlds."

The promise did not say any words of gratitude. He just pushed up his black-rimmed glasses in an ordinary way and spoke in a tone of neither joy nor sadness.

Xin Lailai looked happy, knowing that he was officially online this time.

The previous promise to help him was just for 04296's sake, but after all, he, Xin Lailai, was not 04296 himself.

The level requirements for the resources he needs in the early stage are not high, and it is enough to promise him one or two preferential treatment. The problem is that the level requirements for the materials he needs will only get higher and higher in the future. At that time, he will still rely on 04296's face to let the other party If you give yourself a discount, the only person who will be embarrassed will be 04296 sandwiched between the two.

But now that I have officially received the promise, the situation is different from before. Brother Ritian no longer needs to waste his face and favors to get the promise to help him. This can be said to be progress in maintaining long-term relationships. A big step.

"By the way, this newspaper seems to have your content, do you want to take a look?"

Yan Yan suddenly said something and handed the newspaper forward.

Is there any content for him?
When Xin Lailai heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose.

Then, he saw something that made his eyes go dark:

"There is no such thing as the most useless, only more useless!"The most useless contractor in history was born, and he was still proficient in sword skills in two years!A new record low for the park! 》

I saw a line of large characters eye-catchingly marked at the top of the newspaper. At the same time, below the title, there was an automatically playing picture. In the picture, you can see a figure rolling down the mountain, and it will be zoomed in from time to time. Expression close-up.

——This is the scene when he was practicing the waterwheel!

"Mountain! Xi!"

An angry roar echoed in the small shop.

……

　Caught up. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)