In the real world, in a certain room.
A scruffy young man lying in bed playing on his phone suddenly felt his pupils contract.
How was that possible...
Why had he gotten his personal information so exactly right??
Wang Zhe shuddered, a deep chill creeping up his back.
Telling fortunes through an internet connection?
Could something so absurd and bizarre really exist?
After the fear passed, his expression twisted. Humiliation turned to rage.
Because Xiao Yu's words had hit him where it hurt!!
Wang Zhe: "Wang Zhe? Thirty-two? Unemployed? Professional troll? Dude, that's so fake. Who'd believe that crap? Haha, haha, bullshit! This is my account. Rented, my fucking ass! You useless fraud, telling fortunes? Tell your fucking mother's fortune! Not one bit of that was right. Besides, my name isn't Wang Zhe. It's Liu Yue."
The other two relaxed when they heard that.
"Scared the shit out of me. I was wondering how anything like that could exist. You fucking fraud, keep making shit up."
"Scared me too. I almost thought he really could tell fortunes. Giving names and ages was pretty convincing."
Xiao Yu: "Making up a different first name on the spot is one thing, but throwing away your surname too? Trying to betray your teachers and ancestors? Still, someone like you never had much of a bottom line anyway. Give you a few hundred yuan and you'd probably sell out your own parents... I never expected you to admit it, because everyone else will soon find out whether I was right."
"Your turn next, Mr. Zhao Min, twenty-one years old. If you're in college, focus on your studies. Don't end up like our top laner, a piece of trash who contributes absolutely nothing to society. If you spent the time you waste gaming and flaming me