All the fate points gifted by the Destiny Scale were used for the lottery, and Aylin had no remaining fate points for the second lottery.

If he gives up the diviner's magic potion in his hand, Aylin doesn't know how long it will be before he comes into contact with the extraordinary power system next time.

In this world dominated by ordinary people, it is not that easy to obtain extraordinary power.

And even if you get it.

Most of the extraordinary powers in the Marvel world have upper limits that are not as high as those in the serial potion system.

There is no certain strength.

In this crisis-ridden world, can I really survive until that day?

Moreover, even if I accumulate one hundred destiny points again, can I really get something that satisfies me?

Thinking of the piece of information he had just accepted, that the balance of destiny had been contaminated by a certain being, Aylin doubted that even if he turned the [Compass of Destiny] again, what he would get would not be as good as the [Soothsayer] Demon in his hand.

Where is the medicine?

The balance of fate has been contaminated, who knows whether what it draws out will be affected.

And...I don't have much time to worry about it anymore.

Don’t say anything else.

Even now, there are still a lot of troubles outside, waiting for you.

Thought of this.

Aylin's eyes gradually became firmer as he looked at the tube in his hand.

At this moment, Aylin suddenly felt that his body was getting heavier quickly, and his surroundings were drifting away. His vision dimmed at first, and then he regained his sight.

In a daze, Ai Lin returned to the hotel he rented. If he hadn't still held the dark blue potion in his hand, Ai Lin would have suspected that everything just now was just a dream of his.

"Huh, it doesn't look too bad. At least I'm not a person without golden fingers."

After lowering his head and chuckling, and teasing himself, Aylin raised his head and directly poured the [Soothsayer] potion in his hand into his mouth.

The cool and creamy feeling quickly filled Aylin's mouth, then slid through the esophagus and flowed into the stomach.

Then the tube of viscous blue liquid seemed to grow thin and long tentacles, and the coldness and stimulation instantly penetrated into every cell of Aylin.

Under the stimulation of the potion, Aylin twitched involuntarily.

Then his vision began to blur, and his soul seemed to begin to ascend to another dimension again. Everything around him quickly distorted and deformed, and then became abstract.

Even Aylin's thinking began to become erratic. Fortunately, his remaining sanity maintained a trace of clarity.

He reluctantly opened his eyes and took in the scene around him.

Surrounding him are strange and indescribable figures. "They" are constantly surrounding "him", as if they want to pull him and make him become one of them and fall here forever.

"No, we can't be held back by them..."

Suddenly, Aylin had a realization, his consciousness suddenly sank, and he quickly became one with his body.

Boom!

In an instant.

The abstract painting style returned to normal, and the figures surrounding Aylin quickly dissipated.

The scene in the room returned to normal, but Aylin obviously did not recover from the transformation of the potion so quickly.

At this time, a large amount of knowledge rushed into his head instantly, giving him the illusion that his head was bursting. There were also a lot of double images in his eyes.

Those double images kept whispering something in Aylin's ears, but Aylin could never hear clearly.

There was a stinging pain in his forehead, and his heart was quickly filled with the urge to vent and destroy.

He frowned and shook his head continuously.

It took a while before Aylin got over that bad feeling.

"Hu..."

After exhaling a long breath, Aylin found that his whole body was wet, as if he was soaked in water, and his whole body was wet with his own sweat.

“What a terrible experience!”

After giving a wry smile, Ailin didn't feel much discomfort in his heart, but instead felt a little more excited.

Taking the [Soothsayer] potion, Aylin suffered not only pain, but also truly gave himself extraordinary power and some mysterious extraordinary knowledge.

"According to that knowledge, I should now learn to restrain my power through meditation, and then control it..."

The first step is to adjust your breathing.

Aylin deepened his breathing and slowed down the corresponding frequency.

With slow, melodious and rhythmic breaths, Aylin allowed his mind to empty out little by little.

At the same time, he outlined a huge sacred scale in his mind, allowing all attention and thoughts to hit it, thereby eliminating the rest of the messy thoughts.

Meditation needs to outline objects that do not exist in this world and are imagined out of thin air. Only in this way can we transcend the "self" little by little, become one with the "I" in the universe, gain insights and revelations about the truth, and obtain

Knowledge that can only be understood by oneself.

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During a night of meditation and practice, Aylin dragged [the fortune teller]'s magic potion and was able to restrain the power of the potion's dispersion, and barely mastered the ability of "spiritual vision".

As for various abilities related to divination, Aylin still needs some study and practice to master them.

Now, he may not be able to effectively interpret even the simplest dream divination.

However.

None of this could suppress Aylin's excitement.

Because starting from today, he is also one of the "Extraordinary".

After becoming an Extraordinary, Aylin's sense of crisis was somewhat relieved.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room where Aylin was sitting.

The moment he heard the knock on the door, Aylin's pupils shrank, and his right hand subconsciously reached under the pillow and held the Beretta.

Compared with the [Soothsayer] potion that has not yet formed a combat capability, firearms are still a deterrent and more helpful to him now.

This cheap Chinese hotel does not have a wake-up service, and the boss will not be kind enough to provide such a service.

Picking up the pistol, Aylin carefully rolled out of bed like a cat, then picked up his backpack and walked towards the window.

The location and rooms of this hotel were carefully selected by Aylin. If something went wrong, he could quickly escape through the window outside the room.

But at this time, the person knocking on the door seemed to have heard the noise coming from the room, and said:

"Boy Lin, I am your Uncle Yuan. Come and open the door when you wake up. Last night, three of our niggas walked into Chinatown and knocked on your door. They seemed to want to go in in the dark and do something, but they were caught by our Zhongyi Hall.

Okay, Lao Xing tortured you for a long time, and they said they are here to cause trouble for you, and you'd better come and take a look."

Hmm???
Chapter completed!