Chapter 226: Fate's Gift, Black Slate

"Then I have nothing to fear."

"Let's start, Mr. Fortune Teller."

An exquisite white scale appeared little by little. It was pure white, as if it was made of the best white jade.

A light flashed across both ends of its scale, and the next moment, Mike felt that he had fallen into a wonderful space.

Under his feet was a very wide white flat plate.

Mike looked around.

He found that there was a half-person-high white wall standing there about a few hundred meters away.

Mike hurriedly ran over there, and when he came to the side of the white wall, he knew what this white wall with a circular arc was.

It turned out that he was standing on one end of a very huge scale at this moment, and the scale he was standing on was lifted high.

Mike hurriedly looked at the other end of the scale.

There was a chaos there.

But, strangely, he seemed to know what the thing on the other end was, that was... the fate he wanted to change.

Seeing that he was standing on the scale, but couldn't make the scale drop even a little, we knew that this fate was not so easy to shake.

What else could he pay?

Mike was not afraid or anxious, because he had asked the fortune teller, since he said that he didn't need to sacrifice his life and the things he valued, then it meant that he had other things to pay.

What was it?

Mike hadn't figured it out yet.

Mike could only look around, and as a result, on the other side of the scale where he was, he saw a group of huddled, pitiful black shadows.

Huh? What is that?

Mike approached curiously, and the closer he got, the more he felt that thing had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

When he got closer to a distance of about fifty meters, he suddenly stopped. This distance was enough for him to see clearly what the dark mass was.

"Hey, isn't this the statue? You're so tired after not seeing it for a few days?"

Forgive Mike for showing a smug look at this moment.

It was really this statue that was the source of all his tragedies.

If the Eternal Kingdom hadn't seduced his mother, if his mother hadn't asked for the statue back, he would probably still be the introverted and transparent Mike.

Thinking about this, I don't know whether it is good or bad.

However, Mike knew that he shouldn't thank the statue. He was lucky enough to survive only because he met the Contractor.

And more people who were not so lucky were already dead.

The statue huddled up in a ball, indifferent to Mike's arrival.

It was afraid of this place.

This was the territory of another weird that was more powerful than it, and the surrounding was filled with the weird's breath.

This powerful breath pressed it so hard that it couldn't move.

It already had a clear consciousness. When it stood on this scale, everything about itself didn't belong to it.

Therefore, the prey that would arouse its appetite when placed outside, now it has no intention of attacking it at all.

Scale, price, weird.

After putting these three together.

Mike suddenly remembered that there was also a weird in his body, no, the statue at home could also be considered one.

Since they are all in his body and home, can they be considered as his possessions?

Mike tried to use these two weird things as bargaining chips.

Soon, the bug in his body was pulled out by a force of rules while it was confused.

And the weird thing in the statue that should have stayed in his home was also caught in the air.

Mike was surprised to see these two weird things appear. It worked. It really works!

After putting the chips.

Mike got the gift of fate.

Mike wanted to save the lives of tens of thousands of people and didn't want the evil god to harm others.

He couldn't solve this evil god.

Because he couldn't afford the price.

But someone could.

Mike got a hint.

Then, the scale disappeared and he left that space.

Mike saw the witch with a smile as if he knew everything, "Mr. Fortune Teller, I have got what I want."

The witch nodded.

Mike left here after thanking him.

He was just an ordinary believer. It's not good to stay too long.

After meeting his mother who was waiting outside, they got on the car driven by other believers and returned to the place where they first gathered.

After getting off the car, they called another car and took a ride back home.

Mike took out the key to open the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the statue placed in the center.

This time, the statue did not have the evil aura that made him uneasy, and the whole statue became much more peaceful and natural.

After losing the weirdness inside, it was just an ordinary statue of any power.

But it was very reassuring, at least Mike didn't have to worry about him being entangled by those black fog demons again.

Having solved a big problem in his heart, Mike slept very well tonight.

Early the next morning.

He packed his luggage and set out on the road to find that thing.

The location of that place was very far away, Mike contacted the investigation team, and with the help of the country's power, he quickly handled the procedures for going abroad.

He got on the plane, crossed several countries, and spent a lot of time before he found what he wanted under the guidance of the locals.

This trip took him five days.

The end of the month is approaching, and the time when the Eternal Kingdom plans to summon the evil god is approaching.

He hurried back to the country.

It took a little time to reconnect with the fortune teller.

"Hey, Mr. Fortune Teller, I have got what I want."

"Can you take a look?"

"Okay, I'll go right over."

Since Wu dripped blood on the statue, the people of the Eternal Kingdom seemed to think that he was under strange checks and balances and had become one of them from the inside out.

Therefore, Wu's actions were not restricted.

Except for being called over to divine something occasionally, Wu was quite free most of the time.

The Eternal Kingdom did not stop him from continuing to run the fortune-telling shop, and even directly asked Wu to select some people from the customers and take them into the Eternal Kingdom.

Wu did not select a believer these days, and they did not ask too much.

Instead, they were busy preparing the ceremony to welcome the arrival of their god.

When Wu saw Mike again in the fortune-telling shop.

Mike was a shade darker and looked much more energetic.

"Mr. Fortune Teller, I found this thing."

Mike took out a slate from his backpack.

This slate was quite heavy, about 20 pounds, and it was difficult for him to carry it on his back.

"This is..."

When Wu saw it for the first time, the slate was completely black, with no pattern on it.