Both Sides Reversed, Nothing Is Favorable

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Huang Hao felt his heartbeat growing faster and faster.

The torrent-like echoes of fate seemed to reverberate endlessly through his mind.

Wu extended one hand in an inviting gesture. "Would you like a divination?"

"A divination?"

Huang Hao instinctively repeated the words, as though he found them unbelievable—or perhaps he simply had not processed them yet.

His body trembled slightly. His fingertips twitched, and he opened his mouth, producing a faintly unreal voice that seemed to come from deep in his chest.

"Okay."

Wait?

I agreed?

Was that me who agreed?

Did I just speak?

While Huang Hao was still questioning his existence.

Wu had already walked into a patch of ruins. He looked around and found a relatively flat stretch of ground.

Without any fuss, he sat down directly on the ground.

He did not care how thick the dust was.

Huang Hao's eyelids twitched at the sight. This was the kind of behavior that would get you beaten by your mom.

But then he remembered that the other man was an S-rank Contract Anomalist. Probably no one could beat him anyway.

So he rubbed his nose, forced his somewhat heavy body upright, and slowly moved in front of Wu.

He sat down cross-legged as well.

To be honest, he had never had much interest in divination, praying to gods, or worshipping Buddha.

That had been the case even before he became an Anomaly Tamer.

After becoming an Anomaly Tamer and facing so many Weirds and Evil Deity cultists, he believed in such things even less.

Seeking immortals and consulting divinations could never compare to holding power in one's own hands.

Those Evil Deity cultists who sought power and immortality, completely losing their humanity in the process.

Huang Hao had seen far too many dead