The fortune-teller didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm a fortune-teller. If you want me to interpret dreams, predict your marriage, or predict your future, I can do any of those. But what's with math? That's science, while I'm metaphysics. They're not the same type of work."
Ren Xiaosu was silent for a while before saying, "You know how to interpret dreams, right?"
"Yes." The fortune-teller nodded like a chicken eating rice. "I can interpret anything you dream about."
Ren Xiaosu said, "Then listen carefully. I had a dream and came up with a question that said, let's assume that the quadratic function fx …"
The fortune-teller was confused.
The fortune-teller was dumbfounded. What the fuck kind of dream was this? Could it be that people who didn't know about functions couldn't read fortunes these days?!
Was this something that a fucking human would do?
Ren Xiaosu sneered, "You can't solve it, right? You're indeed a scammer."
But the fortune-teller suddenly said, "Based on your physiognomy, you should have a friend in your life who's more like family than you, but you're not related by blood. I also know that you'll face a calamity at the age of 17!"
This time, it was Ren Xiaosu's turn to be stunned. However, he still did not believe him. He lifted the fortune-teller up and asked coldly, "Just who are you? Why do you know about these things?"
His younger brother was, of course, Yan Liuyuan. And wasn't the greatest calamity that Ren Xiaosu had experienced in his life just before the flood? Even though the fortune-teller had mentioned these things, Ren Xiaosu did not believe that this was something the fortune-teller had divined. Instead, it was likely that someone in the know was using these things to get close to him with ulterior motives.
But when the fortune-teller saw that Ren Xiaosu did not believe him, he gave a wry smile. "I can also tell that you encountered danger when you were in your teens, but you probably don't even know how you escaped from it. Your future lies in the Northwest. If you still don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."
Ren Xiaosu's grip loosened a little. Very few people knew about his past, not even those in Stronghold 113. For example, he really did not know how he escaped from the wolves.
How could this fortune-teller be so certain about something like this? Could he really have divined it?
Ren Xiaosu muttered, "You're saying that I'll have a bloody calamity in the next two days?"
"That's right, it's the worst of the worst. It's too bad," said the fortune-teller. "But I didn't get a good look at it just now. You have to let me take another look."
Ren Xiaosu said noncommittally, "Then why don't you tell me how to resolve it?"
As he spoke, Ren Xiaosu loosened his grip. However, he was constantly on guard against any sneak attacks or escape attempts.
The fortune-teller did not run. Instead, he turned around and looked at Ren Xiaosu carefully. Ren Xiaosu was expressionless. If this fortune-teller said that he wanted to spend money to avert disaster, Ren Xiaosu would kill this fortune-teller at any time …
The more he looked, the more surprised the fortune-teller became. "It's not you who's going to face a bloody calamity. You're the one who's going to bring a bloody calamity to others …"
Ren Xiaosu: "???"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ren Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat. However, he denied it. "I'm someone who's living a good life in the stronghold. Why would I bring a bloody calamity to others?"
"Are you really a resident of this stronghold?" The fortune-teller laughed. "You can't fool me with that. You're incompatible with the 'influence' of this stronghold. If you'd lived here for more than three days, you wouldn't have experienced such a situation."
Ren Xiaosu wondered why the fortune-teller was getting more and more mystifying. He asked, "Then do you think I'll be able to do what I want to do?"
"Oh, I can't tell you that." The fortune-teller said, "I don't tell such specific things. I've always just given you a warning."
"Then what are you trying to tell me?" Ren Xiaosu asked with a frown.
The fortune-teller looked at Ren Xiaosu for a long time. Then he said in surprise, "Eh, why are there so many forks in the road? I've never seen someone like you before … I can't tell your fortune, I can't tell your fortune anymore! "
Ren Xiaosu was speechless. Didn't he just fucking go through all this trouble for nothing?
He grabbed hold of the fortune-teller. At this moment, Ren Xiaosu was starting to believe him a little. "Let's not talk about anything else. Can you help me tell where the person I want to kill is? If you can't tell me, you won't be able to leave today."
"Oh." The fortune-teller thought for a moment and said, "He's in this stronghold."
"…" Ren Xiaosu frowned and said, "Be more specific."
The fortune-teller broke free from Ren Xiaosu's grip and said with a smile, "Northeast. They'll gather together in the near future, but you only have one chance."
With that, the fortune-teller turned around and left. This time, Ren Xiaosu did not stop him.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu was 60% convinced of the fortune-teller's words. However, something like fate was too far away from him, so he still had doubts about it.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked loudly, "Wait a minute, have you ever read someone's fortune in the South before?"
"There are quite a lot of people who have had their fortunes read before. Which one are you talking about? I remember all the names I've read before. "
"Li Qingzheng!"
"Oh, I told him at that time that he would meet a benefactor."
Ren Xiaosu was speechless and did not say another word. At this moment, he was 80% convinced!
But was there really such a miraculous person in this world? Was the other party a supernatural being?
Usually, whenever Ren Xiaosu encountered something he did not understand, he would treat it as superstition. But this time, when he really encountered such superstition, he did not know if he should believe the other party.
Li Qingzheng had also told him that he had met a fortune-teller and that he would meet a benefactor before entering the stronghold. However, Ren Xiaosu felt that the fortune-teller might not be that reliable. After all, although Li Qingzheng had indeed entered the stronghold, he did not go there to enjoy a good life. Instead, he went there to meet with a disaster.
The main reason was that the fortune-teller did not say that there would be Experimentals in the stronghold he would be entering …. If he had warned Li Qingzheng earlier, Li Qingzheng would definitely not have gone there.
But right now, Ren Xiaosu only remembered what the fortune-teller had said. The people he wanted to kill would gather together in the next few days, and he only had one chance to do so.
Including Zong Cheng, there were a total of 13 people he wanted to kill. Each of them held great authority in their hands. If he killed them one by one, he would probably be hunted down by the entire stronghold the moment he killed the first one. The others would also go into hiding.
So if the other party were to gather together, that would indeed be the best opportunity for Ren Xiaosu. But how was Ren Xiaosu going to find where they would gather?
The fortune-teller made a U-turn and quickly ran off. "That was close. I didn't get any money, and I almost lost my life!"
…
In the east, the Razor Sharp Company was marching through the wilderness. Suddenly, they heard the sound of armored tracks. Zhang Xiaoman's expression changed drastically. He quickly called for the others to hide in a ditch nearby to avoid being discovered.
"Why is this fucking armored brigade still haunting us? Didn't they say they could only find supernatural beings? Why did they chase us all the way here?" Zhang Xiaoman looked at the deputy commander. "Did you not tell the truth? Do you think I won't stab you to death with a knife?"
The deputy commander was in tears. "I've already told you everything I should."
But there was no time to argue. The armored brigade was already in front of them. However, Zhang Xiaoman and the others realized the armored brigade was not coming for them. Instead, they were headed for the Central Plains.
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