My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 107 Cute, but... no brains

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just now.

"So....what do you want?"

The villager finally put down his vest. He held the iron fence in front of him tightly with both hands, and stared at the annoying guy.

"Oh, don't worry. There's no need to pretend here now. Besides, I'm not a player." Galan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing his signature friendly smile, trying to make the other party let down his guard.

"You...you are from outside too?" The villager seemed a little unbelievable, and his hands holding the iron bars tightened a little more involuntarily.

When will the indigenous people be able to come to the player city openly?

"Hmm." Galan nodded slightly as a small response. Then he looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he slowly moved forward.

"Hey, do you want to go out with your friends?" Galan narrowed his eyes, staring at the man's face, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The villager was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought that this guy would say such a thing. But he soon reacted and asked quickly: "Do you have a solution?"

There was a hint of hope in his voice. Did this mean that his chance to get out was now in front of him? Was he finally through it?

But this guy...is he really that kind?

Perhaps sensing the worry in the other person's eyes, Galan turned around and left with an indifferent look on his face.

The villager hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that he was about to leave, he quickly reached out and grabbed his cloak, but accidentally pulled off his hood and caught a glimpse of the long golden hair. When he turned around again, he seemed to recognize the man in front of him.

"You...you are the weirdo who was in the village before?!" His emerald green pupils trembled slightly. The guy in front of him was exactly the same as the weirdo who had come to their village and tried to settle down before, except that he was missing a silver horn.

"Huh?" Galan raised one eyebrow, a little confused for a moment, but he reacted instantly after a while and put on the hood that had been torn off without any panic.

This is a very interesting situation. It seems that he... ran into the guy in the village he visited when he first came to this world.

"Hey, man, this is really interesting." Galan's mouth slightly raised, revealing an interested smile. As he spoke casually, he naturally rested his elbows on the cold iron railing.

The villagers who were locked up with him were all from the same village, and they also had embarrassed expressions on their faces.

"You ignored me in the past, but now you can't afford me~"

"It's always a different story, man."

Galan thought the matter was extremely interesting and even wanted to tease these guys.

“Isn’t that… the way the word is used?”

"What's your name, man? Don't worry, I'm not the type to care."

"....... Panson, the two next to you are my friends from the same village... Linding and Gray."

Pantheon and Gray also moved over here. Although they were blocked by the iron cage, they were not far away and could still get over here.

"Okay, man, don't worry. Since I said I can let you out, I can let you out." Galan seemed to be at ease.

"Are you sure? Do you know how big the Player City is? Can you really rescue us?!" Panson tightly grasped the cold iron fence, his fingers trembling slightly due to excessive force. He widened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief and doubt.

Even though they once rejected the guy in front of them.

"Oh my God... You really don't care at all... about how we treated you?" Lin Ding couldn't understand what this guy was thinking. Although they didn't sneer at him like the other villagers at that time, they still couldn't help but feel repulsed.

"If you can take us out, we will really... be very grateful... but we don't have anything to give you... but we promise that after we get out, we will definitely repay you well!" Gray said earnestly, his eyes full of sincerity and determination.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I'll give you a chance."

"But first I need to learn about this city. Do you have any information that could be helpful?"

Galan raised his hand to stop the three guys from continuing their impassioned speeches. He felt that if they continued talking, the nearby players would probably be attracted over.

"News...?" The three of them looked at each other, and they didn't look like they knew any useful information.

"Well, it seems you have no news~" Galan spread his hands, pretending to be embarrassed, then slowly turned around and took small steps, pretending to leave.

"Hey wait! Don't go! There are some things!" Pan Sen stretched out his hand and quickly stopped the guy who was "pretending" to leave. Then he sighed and asked, "What...what do you want to know?"

Galan turned around and walked back naturally, saying with a smile on his face: "I just want to know how to get to the central area. By the way, I also want to know if there are any interesting activities nearby?"

“…….” The silence of the three villagers was deafening.

After all this time, this guy is just standing here to bother them just to find out this thing?

"Come here, man." Pantheon pulled Galan over from outside the iron fence, put his hand on his shoulder, and pulled him over.

Then, he stretched out his other hand outside the iron fence and pointed forward to show the way to the "silly child" who had just been given the hope of the crowd. He asked, "Do you see this road?"

* Galan nodded obediently.

"Go straight ahead, turn right and you'll see a sign selling fermented rice wine. Go straight ahead and you'll see a system crystal. I don't know what it's called, but the players here all call it that."

"Then just use your little finger to click there, and you can see a partial map of the player city. Do you understand?" After Pantheon finished pointing the way, he let go of this guy who seemed a little bit unintelligent.

* Galan pondered for a moment.

* Galan shook his head obediently.

The three little ones locked in the iron bars all held their foreheads and scratched their faces in tacit agreement, completely speechless.

"Was what I said not accurate enough?" Although Pan Sen was very angry, he still had to keep smiling.

"No, it's because I can't understand it... although it looks very convenient..." Galan stroked his chin. The map was indeed written in a very convenient way, but he couldn't understand it and didn't want to read it.

"Daga, verbal digging!"

(Translation: But, I refuse!)

* Galan refused solemnly.

".......You said he doesn't look very smart. Should we really pin our hopes on him?" Lin Ding whispered softly, looking at the guy with questioning eyes.

"Do you think we have a choice?"

* Pantheon doesn't matter anymore.

"Good boy, come here." Pansen reached out and rubbed Galan's little head, then turned him around, pushed him with one hand and said, "Good boy, go quickly, believe in yourself, you will always be the fattest."

"Go ahead, kid. Don't worry about us... your uncles will take care of themselves." Gray no longer planned to pin his hopes on this child.

“Well…? Then I’ll go first…? I’ll come back to save you later?” Galan half-reluctantly looked back at the three guys every few steps, seeming a little reluctant to leave?

"Goodbye, child... Remember to think of us when you go out on a long voyage."

The three of them waved in the direction Galan was leaving, looking reluctant to leave.

After Galan left, the three returned to their starting point. Although the hope of getting out was slim, at this moment they should... continue to play dumb.

As long as they act smart enough, they won't be sent to the research institute in the central area. As for the child who looks more conspicuous than them...

This is beyond their ability to help.

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