Why had he come to Dallas? Because he had calculated that he would encounter a major crisis if he headed toward Yellowstone National Park. The south was the path of survival, and the south benefited him, so he changed his route and headed south.
Yet Death God still came after him. Earlier, his Sixth Sense had erupted and warned him that the disaster would be a tornado. In the end, it really had been a tornado.
In that tornado, he had narrowly escaped death, but he had indeed survived. In that sense, the south being the path of survival was not wrong. But if he had not gone south and had continued toward Yellowstone National Park, what would have happened? Perhaps he would still have encountered a tornado and still have had to fight desperately for his life.
At that moment, Jiang Hao began to doubt his divination.
A chilling thought rose in his heart. What if the results of his divination were also manipulated by Death God? He was a god. Jiang Hao borrowed the power of the gods to divine the future—could he truly escape his schemes?
His thoughts seemed to have fallen into a logical dead end.
Jiang Hao thought it over, then used Plum Blossom Numerology again. He wanted to see what result he would get this time. He calculated especially carefully, only reaching a conclusion several minutes later.
South!
It was still south.
What lay south of Dallas? Houston. If he went to Houston, what would happen? Would he be stuffed into a rocket and launched into space?
Of course, that was impossible.
What Jiang Hao was curious about was what would happen if he did not go to Houston.
Did fate contain countless forks in the road, with every path being his own choice?