"Divinity?"

Su Lin looked the girl up and down and suddenly said, "Sure enough, if you come into contact with too much of this superstitious stuff, you'll become a bit neurotic."

I've seen people flatter, but I've never seen it done like this.

"Oh dear, are you mocking me, sir?"

Xu Zhiyi covered her face and said in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed, "All people have divinity, and all things have divinity; it's not really about gods, immortals, ghosts, or Buddhas, it's just a matter of the degree of influence they have on the development of things."

"I don't understand, and I'm not interested."

Su Lin shook his head, remaining indifferent to Xu Zhiyi's attempts to explain using superstitious or scientific methods.

He didn't care about gods or anything like that; he only believed in himself and the knife in his hand.

"There's still some time left, so let me make a prediction for you, sir, as a formal gift for our first meeting."

Xu Zhiyi blinked, slowly raised her hand, and gently stroked it in mid-air.

"Splash!"

As the sound of flowing water arose out of nowhere, golden cards appeared in front of Xu Zhiyi, arranged in a fan shape.

"So, sir, do you have any questions for me?"

The faint glow of the card enveloped Xu Zhiyi's face, and along with her slightly ethereal voice, it gave people a faint sense of drifting and a touch of holiness.

Su Lin narrowed her eyes, did not answer, and simply looked at Xu Zhiyi calmly.

"Then I'll take the liberty of looking at the path ahead for you, sir, as this may affect your next match..."

Xu Zhiyi smiled faintly, reached out and brushed the cards across the surface, slowly picked one up, turned it over, and faced Su Lin.

This is a strange card, with an image recorded on it:

A skeleton knight in armor gallops across the ruins, holding aloft the black rose banner in his right hand. Under the dawn's breaking sky, emperors, maidens, and bishops lie prostrate, while the golden light of dawn has already quietly risen at the end of the stream.

"Death, Scorpio, Pluto, the thirteenth month in the ancient calendar."

"The warrior will die of cowardice, the glutton will die of hunger, the beautiful will be imprisoned by love, and the wise will die in conspiracy... This is not a good hand, and it seems that things are not going well for you, sir."

Xu Zhiyi spoke softly, trying to discern some clues from Su Lin's expression, but to no avail.

Su Lin remained expressionless, with a hint of mockery deep in his eyes.

Does this man feel like he's intimidating someone?

Xu Zhiyi sighed and said softly, "Destiny is predetermined, but it is not immutable. We all have the ability to change it and transform and be reborn in the smallest details."

"Although you don't believe me, I'm still trying to fight for this glimmer of hope, for myself and for you."

He finished speaking.

Xu Zhiyi gently manipulated the Death card, turning it from face up to face down.

"As I said before, my talent level is not high enough; I can only see some minor things and the truth."

"I can't see too far ahead, but I can vaguely foresee what you'll encounter in your next game. You might face a defeat, and this subtle change could be a crucial turning point in the wheel of fate."

"Hmm... In your next game, your most prized fighting style might become ineffective. I suggest you learn more new things and master something completely different from what you currently know."

"If you're feeling bored or lack a clear goal, go to the left and select 'Left'."

"Alternatively, one could seek help from old friends. Although they may be weak, even the weak can become strong."

Xu Zhiyi gently stroked the cards and put them away.

She raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead and looked at Su Lin with a smile: "Sir, this prediction is free~ If you think it's accurate, please contact me by email, and I'll make a new prediction for you anytime."

The countdown on the wall had ended, and a hazy rain of light appeared beneath their feet; the return was underway.

Su Lin gripped his 100-slot backpack, repeatedly checking the supplies and profits he had brought to ensure nothing was missing.

"gentlemen!"

Xu Zhiyi was shouting. Su Lin looked up and saw that most of her body had disappeared, but she was still staring intently at him.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet! Could you tell me?"

"That's not important."

Su Lin shook his head, then suddenly laughed: "Aren't you good at predictions? Go ahead and predict what my name will be."

"Ugh, sir, you're so annoying...!"

Before Xu Zhiyi could finish speaking, she had completely disappeared into the darkness.

When the light returned, Xu Zhiyi looked around again and found that she had returned to the waiting area square once again.

The smile on her face gradually faded, and she stared blankly at the dense crowd in front of her.

"How could I be in his hand?"

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[Congratulations, player, you have successfully completed your second escape match!]

[Currently in the process of settlement...]

Total rewards for this match: 4,355,125 resource coins.

[29 creatures killed in this match.]

[Overall evaluation of this match: Desperate Escape - Perfect! Elite Warrior - Perfect! Full House - Perfect! Red Card Expert - Perfect! Million-Dollar Escape - Perfect!]

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As the notification message appeared before him, Su Lin returned to the plaza of the D-1 waiting area.

The crowd in front of me was still noisy, and the ranking information on the wall was still constantly changing, with Su Lin's name still far ahead at the top.

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