"He's here, he's here, riding in on a Poison Monster Bird!"
Seeing the other party slowly approaching, Fang Mo immediately warned everyone.
"What the hell is a Poison Monster Bird..."
Toriko rubbed his temples with a headache. "That guy clearly walked here. He isn't riding anything, okay?"
"Mr. Toriko, Mr. Fang Mo, this town feels really strange."
As they spoke, Komatsu voiced his confusion. He instinctively looked around. "Wasn't Gourmet Millionaire Town supposed to be a very prosperous town? Why are the streets so deserted now?"
"Maybe it's during the time when Fierce Beasts show up."
Toriko lit a Cigar Tree branch, took a puff, and slowly said, "Fierce Beasts occasionally appear in this town, but the fortune-teller predicts when they'll come beforehand, so the residents hide during that period. Since all the buildings here are made of Poison Wood, the Fierce Beasts won't attack the houses."
"How amazing..."
Komatsu seemed rather surprised. "So this is fortune-telling?"
"That's right, this is fortune-telling."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mo suddenly reached out and pressed a hand onto Komatsu's shoulder. "We fortune-tellers can not only see through fate, but also control the future."
"R-Really?"
Komatsu curiously turned to look at Fang Mo. "Mr. Fang Mo, are you really a fortune-teller?"
"Of course!"
Fang Mo nodded with absolute conviction. "Even among all fortune-tellers, I'm among the strongest. If the future dares not do what I want, I'll keep beating her with my fists until she submits..."
"What kind of future is that?!"
Even Komatsu could not help shouting at that.
"Just tell me whether it's the future or not."
Fang Mo did not care. He simply spread his hands. "That's what a truly powerful fortune-teller does: first announce the result of his prophecy, then correct the Worldline. For example, I announce