"Skree—"
The shrill sound of brakes rang out in the street.
Dai Huanhuan, who was behind him, wasn't paying attention and slammed into Gu Mian's back, hurting himself badly.
He rubbed his forehead. Though unhappy, he didn't dare question Gu Mian, so he could only ask quietly, "Why did you stop all of a sudden?"
"Are you sure there's never been a fortune-teller on your street?" Gu Mian turned to look at him.
Dai Huanhuan nodded quickly. "I'm sure. I moved here from a street in the original Blocked Zone, and I was here when this street was built. There's never been a fortune-teller here."
Gu Mian fell into thought.
The last time he'd been here, he'd met that NPC with the fortune-telling stall. The man had kindly pointed him toward the Forbidden Zone. Thanks to him, Gu Mian had been able to find Slaughter and the Evil God Statue in the Forbidden Zone.
But now Dai Huanhuan was saying there had never been a fortune-teller on this street?
That man wasn't from this street, yet he'd lied about who he was and given Gu Mian directions. It was as if he'd been waiting there specifically for him.
Who was he? Why had he done that?
Gu Mian had a lot of questions.
Just then, mechanical dog Xiao Hei poked its head out of the large jar behind them and delivered its classic line: "Are you happy?"
Dai Huanhuan turned to look at the jar behind him.
He'd wanted to complain about it for a while. A jar on the back of a motorcycle? What kind of design was that?
And there was a dog in the jar, too. But he didn't dare question Gu Mian's taste, so he could only swallow his considerable confusion.
Right.
Gu Mian remembered that