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Chapter 230: Asking for Directions by Inserting a Coin

Lucian paused slightly when he heard what Count Sanasis said.

"According to you macaques, there is a saying that goes 'the law does not punish the masses.'" Count Sanasis paused for a long time, whetting Lucian's appetite, and then said leisurely.

"It's the same with fate. You can understand that the power gained from manipulating the river of fate at one time is limited. The more targets you need to deal with, the more dispersed its power will be."

"Of course, the prerequisite for all this to succeed is that the being who can manipulate fate will not get involved in your petty fights. After all, to Him, the numerical advantage of you little guys is nothing..."

Lucian's eyes lit up, but soon he thought of something else.

He took out the quill and said, "Thanasis, if I use it to tell that being that there is a cunning god who has escaped the 'net' in the real land..."

"You will probably get some of His unintentional gifts... hehe, or it would be more appropriate to call them food scraps. But even the food scraps that are not valued by that level are treasures and good things for you little guys."

Count Sanasis chuckled, and there seemed to be some anticipation in his tone.

"Food scraps...how apt." Lucian couldn't help but click his tongue as he listened to Count Sanasis's description.

"What else? That being's consciousness is long gone, and now only a few life instincts remain. The only reason He didn't eat you is because you are not food in His eyes." Count Sanasis snorted twice, not being polite to Lucian at all.

"Okay, I know how to deal with it." Lucian had become immune to Count Sanasis's sharp tongue. After quickly editing a few messages, he put away the communication cube.

After a moment's hesitation, Lucian picked up the quill.

Count Sanasis had told him before that there was a special power inside this quill pen, which could even achieve the so-called "wishes come true", so he now wanted to try the true power of this quill pen.

"Thanasis, if we want to make a wish, is it done in the same way as writing a decree?" Lucian asked Count Thanasis after picking up the quill.

"You need to use your own blood or spiritual power as ink. But I don't care whether you live or die, two-legged hairy monster, but don't blame me for not reminding you that the way the feather pen sees and wishes is basically distorted..."

"I don't want to make a profit from it. My wish is to make other players who hunt at night in the next two days subconsciously move closer to the Mondok family mansion." Lucian smiled.

"Then you will also bear the corresponding price. For example, you may happen to be attacked by other powerful players, just like the player who attacked you last time. You will most likely encounter the same thing this time. No, you will definitely encounter it!"

"You have to know that after you make a wish, the 'price' of realizing it will be borne by you. It can be said that you will definitely encounter the worst possibility, and there is even the possibility of some extreme possibilities beyond this wish..."

“Isn’t this better?” Lucian asked with a smile. Then he casually took out the decree he had made some time ago. “I made this decree before, and it’s just right for use here.”

"Madman... Madman!" Count Sanasis muttered twice. He wanted to say something else, but he felt that according to Lucian's own logic, although his plan was crazy, it seemed to have a very high chance of success.

"It's up to you. I don't care. Yes, I definitely don't care!" Count Sanasis muttered and stopped talking, as if he fell into a deep sleep again.

"You are really a resilient sleeper." Lucian whispered to Count Sanasis, but he did not wait for Count Sanasis's response.

Lucian didn't say much. After making some preparations, he quietly left the bedroom and started today's "hunt".

……

"That's the Mondok family mansion over there, but I'm not ready yet. I'll try and see if I can still encounter some unexpected factors if I'm not targeting the Mondok family mansion."

About three hundred meters away from the Mondok family mansion, Lucian emerged from a shadow. He stared silently at the mansion in front of him, and a silver coin appeared in his hand.

This was also part of his test. Lucian had set a rule for himself in advance. As long as he flipped a coin and got tails three times in a row, he would stop approaching the Mondok family mansion.

According to the information provided by Hercules, this is the most stupid and easiest way to implement the test. According to the defense mechanism from fate, they often choose the simplest way to achieve their goals, and the cost of intervening with an ordinary silver coin is definitely less than the cost of quietly influencing a powerful second-level wizard.

Using this method, unnecessary risks can be avoided to a certain extent.

Boom——

Lucian gently tossed the silver coin up, which spun a few circles in the air before being covered by Lucian's right hand.

face up.

Lucian moved quickly and quietly forward. After moving fifty meters, he took out the silver coin again and repeated the previous operation.

This time, it's the other side.

Lucian's expression did not change at all. He threw the silver coin again, without using mental power or other means to observe the movement of the silver coin, giving the other party ample opportunity to interfere with the silver coin.

However, as the silver coin fell, it landed face up. "Huh..." Lucian exhaled lightly, and then moved forward again.

However, this time Lucian moved to the side first, and after killing a somewhat sneaky third-level wizard apprentice player, he stood not far from the corpse and threw out the silver coin again.

face up.

“A little closer…” Lucian held his breath slightly, trying to shift his focus from the Mondok family to the distance. After all, only by getting close as harmlessly as possible would he avoid alerting the “red line”.

He took slow steps and walked nearly ten meters forward.

Lucian tossed out the silver coin.

Three tails.

He stopped and looked up at the mansion not far away. He could faintly hear the sounds of other players fighting.

But Lucian knew that he could not get any closer. Otherwise, he would cause unnecessary trouble in advance, or even be dragged into a battle between second-level wizards or some more secret and dangerous situations under the arrangement of fate.

Lucian stood there silently, his expression uncertain.

At this moment, a stealthy figure approached Lucian silently with the night wind.

This is a creature with a bird's head and body, its arms are wings, and its legs are a pair of thick and powerful claws.

Compared to its body, its wings are too small and its legs are too long. This body structure makes it difficult for it to fly in the air like ordinary birds. Instead, it is better at running upright, and its pair of wings that are like sharp knives act more like combat weapons or balance bars.

It ran silently and could even evade some simple detection methods. But unfortunately, its realm was only the peak of the third-level wizard apprentice.

Although he could dominate the apprentice level and even had the strength to threaten some formal wizards by relying on his special racial talents, this strength was not enough to pose much of a threat in front of Lucian.

It swung its wing blade confidently.

However, Wing Blade was directly controlled by Lucian's mental power. In the face of absolute strength, it almost instantly lost the ability to resist. It could only stare with horror, while struggling to escape Lucian's "transformation" of it.

“Get lost!” Lucian narrowed his eyes, then threw the player who looked like a bird towards the Mondok family mansion.

The player fled as if he had been pardoned. Driven by instinct, he chose to move away from Lucian, and thus kept approaching the Mondok family mansion.

One hundred meters, fifty meters...

The mental mark of Lucian attached to the player constantly determined the status and position of the birdman player, while also releasing a malicious intent without reservation.

From a certain perspective, this birdman player is now an incarnation of Lucian, somewhat similar to the "pet" of an ordinary wizard.

Suddenly, Lucian sensed a deadly danger through his mental imprint.

It was an ancient spear that looked somewhat familiar.

The spear approached quickly in the birdman's field of vision, and then... Lucian felt a slight pain in his mental core, and then he lost contact with the mental core he had just separated.

“It’s him again…” Lucian murmured softly, then he retreated quietly. After retreating about a hundred meters, Lucian took out the silver coin.

“If I get tails three times, I will turn back now.” Lucian said softly, explaining his “rules” to the unknown fate.

Then he gently threw the silver coin.

face up.

Lucian breathed a sigh of relief.

As he continued to approach the Mondok family mansion, he kept probing with silver coins. Finally, he slowly stopped at the place where he had released the birdman before.

This time, the silver coin bounced back three times.

Lucian stopped again and looked up at the mansion not far away. Then he lowered his head slightly, stretched out his toes, and gently drew a line on the ground.

This is the "red line". Once he crosses it, it will trigger a series of coincidences.

(End of this chapter)