My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 143 Why not ask the magic crystal ball? !

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The end city.

The sound of "da da" footsteps echoed in the corridor. Galan rushed into Herobrine's room and kicked the door open with a loud noise. It was still the familiar plot~

Herobrine was standing right in front of the door, 0.01mm away. If he had moved a little closer, he would have been...Gallan would have blown away along with the door?

“… … ..？”

* Herobrine was stunned.

"Eh? My king... why are you standing behind the door?" Galan tilted his head in confusion, and then he said in a rather educational tone: "My king, it is very dangerous for you to stand behind the door like this, do you know? What if I accidentally send you flying?"

At this time, a certain guy has not yet reacted to what he has just done, and he can even "teach" his king a lesson that he cannot stand behind the door.

"………Hmm." Herobrine raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a helpless expression, but it only took a moment for him to return to his original cold look. He couldn't do anything about this guy. It was obviously this guy who suddenly broke in... He even blamed himself when he was about to leave.

"What's your business."

"It's like this, Wang...the one who asked, do you have any steel mine?" Galan slowly moved forward, staring at the man in front of him, his blue-pink eyes flashing with a faint light.

"Steel Ore? You mean... those players added a new mineral?"

"Yeah, that's about right. It's just the material for making new things."

"If you want..." Herobrine's tone suddenly paused, as if he wanted to tease a bold guy meaningfully.

"I want it, I want it! My king, you love me the most, just give it to me." Galan decisively hugged Herobrine's waist, rubbed his chest, looked up and looked at the man in front of him eagerly, as if he was acting coquettishly with his king.

Herobrine's ears, hidden behind his hair, blushed involuntarily when he saw this. Then, as if to hide something, he deliberately cleared his throat and coughed twice. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and said softly, "Well, I understand..."

Although his voice was very soft, it contained a hint of tenderness and pampering.

"There is no steel ore, only steel blocks." Herobrine said as he took out the newly added minerals by the players directly from the inventory exclusive to the God of Creation.

Since he didn't know how much Galan needed, would it seem that he was not generous enough if he gave too little? Giving too much... more is more, so...

* Galan successfully obtained Steel Block *9999.

Galan looked at the piles of steel blocks floating on the ground and gradually fell into deep thought. He opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Wow, my goodness..... Wang.... Have you ever thought about whether I can take so many things? I don't even have an inventory... I just have pockets on my clothes and a small crystal ball.

At this moment, Herobrine suddenly realized that his little fortune teller didn't seem to have an inventory, and he was given so many steel blocks...was it possible that he couldn't take them back?

"Galan, you don't have an inventory?" Herobrine asked subconsciously.

"I... do you think I have any?" Galan spread out his little paws helplessly, looking at the piles of steel blocks under his feet that had not been absorbed into the inventory at all. It was either full or empty.

"....."

"It doesn't matter. Even though I don't have an inventory, I have pockets! And an almighty little crystal ball!"

Galan said as he "took out" the small crystal ball from the small pocket of his black fur collar cape, held it high in the air, and said with an excited smile: "Why not ask the magical crystal ball?!"

"Ok?"

Herobrine raised his brows slightly, folded his elbows and just looked at him quietly.

Then, Galan's small crystal ball seemed to have sensed something and gradually floated in the air. Under the eyes of the two, a purple-black vortex unfolded, and all the steel blocks floating on the ground were sucked into it.

And inside the dark vortex is another special space.

"Hmm... I had forgotten that my little crystal ball has this function." Galan stroked his chin. It seemed that he really liked the various functions he had added to the crystal ball. Well, that's right... After all, this crystal ball was that person's "legacy".

"Merlin's Relics"

"Your crystal ball..." Herobrine set his eyes on the crystal ball. For some reason... he always felt that the origin of the crystal ball should be unusual.

Not only does it have the ability to teleport, it can even peek into the future, and now it's like a space prop... What exactly is hidden in Galan's body?

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my crystal ball...?" Galan was stunned for a moment, subconsciously curled the hair by his ears, and looked at him with some confusion.

Herobrine was silent for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "Nothing." But his hand had already stroked someone's head, as if he was stroking his hair.

“… … ..？”

However, what was unexpected was that... the hand that was stroking little Galan suddenly felt a sharp pain. Herobrine's expression froze instantly. He had never expected that... Galan actually bit his hand, even leaving rows of small teeth marks on it.

* The atmosphere gradually fell into an awkward state *

"Um... sorry, I took a bite subconsciously." Galan looked embarrassed, and turned his gaze away awkwardly, pretending that he had done nothing.

"You really don't like us...patting your head?" Herobrine stared at the rows of teeth marks on his hand, but he didn't care too much. After all, it wouldn't take long for them to disappear on their own...or they could disappear now.

* But he did nothing *

"Not really..." After hearing what he said, Galan explained a little guiltily. It's not that he hates being patted on the head, but this feeling is a little weird to him.

His brain was working rapidly, trying to think of a more appropriate reason. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he continued to explain: "Because I like you, I bit you?"

"...???"

The expression on Herobrine's face became even more rigid, although he didn't have much expression to begin with.

"Don't worry, I bit other people before you..."

"..............."

* Herobrine is speechless *