Chen Lun interpreted the predictions on the cards based on the feedback from the divination.
"Divination is not a 100% prediction of fate. It only gives a glimpse into the future. You two don't have to believe it completely."
Chen Lun put down the poker and said softly.
Rambo and Huggins looked at each other, happy but also a little worried.
Mr. Jack's words just now made it clear that their future would be very happy. As for the separation after thirty-three years... that might foreshadow death.
Because only death can separate them.
What they are worried about is that their beloved dog Frieda will die in the seventh week after the beginning of autumn next year...which means that she has less than ten months to live.
"Mr. Jack, can you help Frieda...? I can give you more money."
Huggins was a little nervous. He pulled the Springer Spaniel that was obsessed at Mr. Jack's feet back into his arms, raised his head and said.
Hearing the word "reward", Chen Lun inexplicably felt a little happier.
He attributed this sudden pleasure to his willingness to help others.
'Change a dog's fate...?'
Chen Lun thought.
According to divination, he roughly glimpsed the future of this Springer Spaniel. It did not die of natural causes, but died in an accident.
At this moment, an intuition told him that if he could change the fate of the dog, there might be some unexpected benefits.
"Frieda... Well, her death was related to the building, decoration, and tiles. We can try to keep her away from such scenes and things like that. Maybe that will change her fate."
Chen Lun's eyes were filled with mist. He looked at the eye-catching bright red square on the table and spoke slowly.
After hearing his words, both Rambo and Huggins were stunned.
They immediately thought of the topic they had discussed last night - they planned to sell Huggins' apartment next summer, and then renovate Lambeau's apartment together and live here for a while.
Could it be that... if this were to happen, Frieda would die in an accident during the house renovation
Rambo and Huggins breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Jack, thank you very much for your guidance... We understand."
Mr. Rambo said in a deep voice, and he looked at Huggins beside him again.
“When we renovate, we must keep an eye on Frieda and perhaps take her to another property to settle down.”
"Oh Rambo, why don't we just sell both apartments here and move somewhere else."
Huggins stroked his dog's fur.
Langbo was stunned for a moment, then finally smiled and nodded.
"Good idea, let's do it this way."
Chen Lun picked up the teacup, drank the last sip of fruit tea, and paused for a moment.
By spying on and controlling the fate of Huggins' dog "Frieda", you fully utilized the extraordinary powers of a tamer and a fortuneteller, gained a deeper understanding of fate, and gained 1,000 experience points, 2 skill points, and 1 attribute point!
Chen Lun put down the teacup, feeling a little surprised.
"Is this the reward for digging deep into one's own extraordinary power...?"
He had also triggered this kind of panel reward in his previous life, but the number of times was very few. The few similar posts in the forum also showed that this situation was an extremely rare example among the player community.
So he had come to the conclusion that it would be very difficult for players to upgrade in this way. Players were used to the huge rewards brought by completing tasks, and few people were satisfied with this kind of "self-cultivation" style of slow upgrade.
Not only does it take a lot of time and energy, but it also requires in-depth research on one's own faction, the current sequence, and the mysterious connection, to gain some insights and substantial accumulation before this reward can be triggered.
The conditions are too harsh.
This seems to be the "unique way" of growth for the game's NPCs, and has nothing to do with their players.
'It is extremely difficult for the native residents of this world to advance in the mysterious field. They rely on the mysterious accumulation of knowledge, combat and perception, as well as the indispensable corresponding sequence of mysterious substances.
Each one is an extremely valuable asset.'
Chen Lun thought to himself, feeling a little emotional.
'On the other hand, players' experience points include most of the mysterious accumulation, which is very convenient... As long as they complete certain conditions and meet the knowledge prerequisites, they can be promoted.'
But perhaps this is exactly the case. The NPC extraordinary people in this world have all gone through many hardships and have come this far step by step. They are far stronger than ordinary players.
Among them, those who can become mid-sequence or even high-sequence extraordinary people can be regarded as "protagonists" to some extent. Whether they are strength, mind, strategy or luck, they are all first-class.
As you advance in the sequence, the difficulty gradually increases.
Especially the transition between each level, from low sequence to middle sequence, from middle sequence to high sequence…
At a low sequence, you only need to have mysterious knowledge, and you can complete the promotion after accumulating it.
But once you want to break through to the middle sequence and complete the extraordinary qualitative change, in addition to the premise of knowledge and accumulation, you also need corresponding mysterious substances and specific rituals.
This kind of ritual, when placed in the player group, is similar to a kind of "job transfer task".
'My experience points have just reached 100,000, and I have 24 skill points left, but I don't have any skills to add now, so I'll save them for now... I have 7 attribute points, so I'll use them all.'
Chen Lun thought about it and distributed the attribute points evenly between endurance and intelligence, both reaching 36 points.
Hexagonal Iron Bucket Warrior, one step closer!
Bang bang…!
At this moment, there was a faint knocking sound on the iron door outside the yard.
Mr. Rambo quickly stood up, walked to the fixed intercom hanging on the wall, and pressed the button.
rustle…
"Hello, is Mr. Huggins here? He's not at home, and someone asked me to come here to look for him... I'm Noah, and I'm here to complete a portrait commission for Mr. Huggins."
Noah's voice came from the intercom, and Chen Lun smiled slightly.
"Oh yes, I'm Huggins, I'm so sorry... Mr. Noah, please come in."
Hudgens came up to Rambo and spoke apologetically.
Then he and Rambo went out together and welcomed Noah in.
"Hey, Mr. Jack."
Noah bent down and walked into the living room from the door. He scratched his head and greeted Chen Lun.
The hound Frieda barked at the "giant" a few times, but was stopped by Huggins.
"I calculated that you would come at this time."
Chen Lun smiled.
"You know your destiny so well..."
Noah put down the tool bag in his hand, patted the snowflakes on his shoulder, and chuckled.
Rambo and Huggins next to them agreed with this statement.
"It's just a simple judgement of how long it takes to walk from next door to here."
Chen Lun shrugged.
Everyone smiled.
"Do you two know each other?"
Rambo spoke up.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Rambo... We are members of a team. If you need any commissions in the future, you can continue to come to us."
Chen Lun took the opportunity to take out two business cards and handed them to them.
Mr. Rambo looked up and saw the words "Circus General Agency" written on it, with small print indicating that it accepted various commissions, such as painting, divination, pet training, security and transportation, etc.
"Since you are from the same firm, your skills must be very high... We have seen Mr. Jack's divination skills, which are truly amazing!"
Hudgens looked at the card and gave Noah a compliment.
He originally wanted to paint a portrait of himself, but now he suddenly changed his mind.
"Mr. Noah, I would like to change the commission. Of course, the commission fee will also be increased accordingly."
Huggins said.
He pulled Rambo's arm, touched Frieda's head, and smiled at Noah:
"Please help us paint a family oil painting in the same frame, please."
"No problem, Mr. Huggins."
Noah expertly unzipped his tool bag, took out the easel, set it up, and covered it with the canvas.
Hudgens and Rambo sat in the front, close to each other, and the hound Frieda squatted obediently between them.
But its eyes would glance towards Chen Lun from time to time, as if it was attracted uncontrollably.
"Mr. Noah, could you please draw me a little more... um, a little more beautiful when you create it?"
Huggins was a little embarrassed and laughed a few times.
Noah was a little surprised, but nodded seriously.
"sure."
"Thanks."
Huggins let out a breath and smiled brightly.
Chen Lun glanced at them and sighed.
If Hudgens could become a superhuman from a star faction, it seems that many problems could be solved, but this is not very realistic.
Not to mention that there is a certain threshold to enter the mysterious realm. Even if you really become a transcendent, it is not easy to be promoted to Sequence 6-Witch.
Moreover, the mysterious realm is full of dangers and tricks... Sometimes, being an ordinary person may be the best choice.
Chen Lun did not stay there to disturb Noah's painting. He quietly left the living room and came to the corridor.
He found many paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor.
'Lombard and Huggins are both well-known people in the inner city. They generally like to collect this kind of art...'
Chen Lun thought.
As you walk and look, you can appreciate these priceless paintings under the light from the ceiling.
suddenly.
Chen Lun stopped and was attracted by one of the paintings.
It was a long scroll of oil painting, which seemed to depict a silent dinner party.
Seven men and women whose faces could not be seen were having dinner around a dining table.
Chen Lun stared at the painting with a surprised look on his face, and silently read out the name of a corner of the painting in his mind -
Dinner of the Seven Gods
The author is Clarence.
Below the signature, there is a seal with the word "copy" marked on it.
'Clarence...'
The name was very familiar. Chen Lun immediately remembered what His Majesty had told him when he met the Silver Dragon Witch. He thought he could learn about the deeds of "Clarenso".
Was this person drawing this
The seven men and women having dinner in the painting are obviously the seven righteous gods...
"Father Lie" is sitting in the center, with "Grandma Moonlight" holding a bowl for soup and "Queen Brilliant" in deep thought on her two sides, "Mrs. Rose" and "Old Man Mud" talking in low voices on the left, and "Eternal Sleeper" sleeping on a chair and "Mr. Jingyao" drinking silently on the right.
'Why would such a mystical painting be in a mortal's home...?'
Chen Lun frowned.
'And it's too dangerous. This is a painting involving gods! '