Chapter 118

"Draw cards...?"

Huang Mao on the side blinked slowly, as if he had just reacted.

He widened his eyes, turned to look at Su Cheng, and asked in disbelief: "Could it be that...you have a precognitive talent?"

Su Cheng turned his head and glanced at Wen Jianyan without leaving any trace. When he saw the other party's affirmative look, he nodded and replied: "Yes, Tarot."

"sky!"

Huang Mao took a breath and showed a look of astonishment, "I thought all anchors with precognitive talents had been snatched away by the oracle, but I didn't expect..."

"Okay, okay, if it doesn't work, we can talk about it later," Su Cheng said, "I'll draw the cards first."

"Okay." Huang Mao nodded.

Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, his eyes glimmering in the darkness.

It was difficult for him to explain why Wu Zhu’s name jumped into his mind just at that moment.

In fact, since he entered the dungeon until now, he has not found any clues that can connect the changes in Wu Zhu's dungeon. Not only did the other party not appear like he did in the dream amusement park dungeon, but he also did not issue a "mission" for him.

No matter how much he tried to communicate with him, there were no mirrors, evil spirits or other elements in the Ping An Sanatorium.

but……

Somewhere along the way, Wen Jianyan always has a strange premonition.

All this may have something to do with that guy.

Even in the nightmare live broadcast room that is full of all kinds of strange phenomena, the existence of Wu Zhu can be considered very special.

Behind him is a vast expanse of emptiness. In short, there is no authority to explore it yet. It is a huge unknown. This weird existence that is neither a god nor a ghost seems to be tightly tied together by the deep rules of the entire live broadcast room.

, influence and interact with each other based on a principle that has not yet been explained.

There are even copies that are built purely on the basis of the soul fragments of Witch Candle as fuel.

So, the unexpected direction of this copy may be caused by the fragments of this guy's soul. There is no explanation for the time being, but it is inextricably linked.

Plus…

He was indeed curious as to why precognitive talents were so precious and sought-after in the entire nightmare.

So Wen Jianyan decided to give it a try to see if Su Cheng's talent could possibly point out a way for him.

[Shuffling completed]

【Do you want to draw cards?】

The tarot cards with stars and moon as the base are evenly arranged.

Su Cheng raised his hand, tapped it lightly in the void, slowly pulled out one of the cards, and turned it over.

He was slightly startled.

"What's the answer?"

Wen Jianyan held his breath and asked.

Su Cheng shook his head dullly: "No, I don't know..."

"What's the meaning?"

Wen Jianyan's face showed a look of confusion.

"It means that the cards drawn out are blank."

Wen Jianyan was stunned: "...blank?"

"Yes." It was obvious that Su Cheng was the one who drew the card, but he looked more "confused" than Wen Jianyan: "I...I have never encountered this before."

The drawn Star and Moon card was suspended quietly in mid-air, with a blank surface without any text or images.

"..."

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

This was something he really didn't expect.

Is it because Su Cheng's talent level is not high enough? Or simply because he doesn't have the authority? Or...

"However, the good news is that the card you just drew did not consume my talent times."

Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan: "Do you want to continue asking the question just now?"

"No."

Wen Jianyan shook his head decisively.

Now that Su Cheng has drawn a blank card, it means that this related problem is likely to continue to end without any problem as it is now. Although he can continue to try, it is really a waste of the precious safe time he finally got now.

.

He looked at Su Cheng and asked, "Can you still choose your first divination method now?"

Su Cheng nodded: "Of course."

Wen Jianyan thought for a long time.

Seconds later, he raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he said carefully:

"How to kill critically ill patients."

"!"

After hearing this question, Huang Mao Su Chengdu was shocked.

[Honesty comes first] In the live broadcast room:

"!!!"

"Good guy!"

"I have to say that the anchor is really tough. If I found out that I was being targeted so strongly by the copy, I would have run as far as I could..."

"Hahahahahaha, I'll just lie down if you want! There are really too many perverts! Every one of them is looking at them with eager eyes and they are very targeted. This is too fucking scary."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The anchor is really clear-headed if he thinks like this! He is really being targeted now. I wonder if there is something wrong with the dungeon. The dungeon will definitely continue to develop after that.

There is more than just this danger in Ping An Sanatorium. If everyone is like this, then the anchor will definitely know it. If you want to survive, you must be tough and try to reduce the number of enemies. Otherwise, when the copy develops to the later stage, it is really possible

It will become one against the whole world! Being cut into pieces is not a big deal."

While Su Cheng was stunned, Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and calmly signaled: "Draw three cards."

"...Oh, good!"

Su Cheng came back to his senses and nodded.

[Shuffling completed]

【Do you want to draw cards?】

The tarot cards with stars and moon as the base are once again arranged in the void.

Su Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly pulled out three cards from the card array.

This is Tarot's traditional card array, the Holy Triangle, which contains far richer meanings and instructions than just drawing one card.

"The Wheel of Fortune is upright, God is reversed, and the Tower is reversed."

Su Cheng looked at the three cards suspended in front of him and read out the cards.

"Do you want a simpler interpretation or a more complex one?"

Wen Jianyan turned his head and glanced in the direction he had just run in. The corridor had changed a lot unknowingly. The end of the corridor was immersed in darkness, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on there.

"Easy."

"To put it simply, the correct position of the Wheel of Fortune is telling you that the question you asked has a solution and the direction is correct, but the changes in destiny are very unpredictable, and the following two cards..."

Tower of God, these are two cards that represent bad luck and disaster, but reversed...

Su Cheng paused and spoke faster:

"The road ahead is difficult and unpredictable, full of dangers, but there is hope in it."

Wen Jianyan squinted his eyes, nodded and said:

"...Thank you."

In fact, after experiencing so much, some vague inferences gradually emerged in his mind.

The results of the fight between Dr. Rhys and Edward told him that it was difficult to effectively reduce the number of these perverts just by sowing discord among the bosses and letting them fight with each other.

At most, it can only create temporary chaos so that you can escape, but it cannot truly solve it.

In other dungeons since the past, although there will be ghosts in them, most of the crises come from the rules. Whether the anchor can survive mainly depends on whether he can "feel" the mechanism that triggers death.

But this copy is different.

Its mechanism is very simple, and it doesn't take much effort to figure it out. Almost all its threats come from these NPCs.
To be continued...