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Luo Ning nodded with some fear. The candlelight at night shone on the two of them, making their faces, one big and one small, pale.

Luo Ning's subtle voice sounded, only flowing between the two of them: "Just now, I suddenly felt very uneasy. The woman was approaching me. She seemed to want to see who I was, but I turned around and ran away. Come on, I regained consciousness after getting rid of her."

Bai Bian was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous: "You mean, you got rid of her?"

"Yes, yes, she didn't run as fast as me. She seemed to be held back by something." Luo Ning nodded, his voice trembling slightly.

Bai Bian looked thoughtful in his eyes and touched Luo Ning's head: "I understand. You can't tell the third person what happened just now. Do you understand?"

Luo Ning clutched Bai Bie's clothes tightly. In her premonition, it was only safe to be close to Bai Bie, which made her dependence on Bai Bie even deeper.

Growing up, she had never experienced any kindness except from her mother and the neighbor's aunt.

Especially after these two people died, she felt that everyone was evil, including her classmates in school, her neighbor's elder brother, and passers-by.

They all had ill intentions towards her, so she would deliberately make herself dirty and never talk to those people. When they talked to her, she would only answer in a hoarse voice.

Because in her premonition, only by doing so would she be safe and survive in that extremely competitive but extremely corrupt civilian area.

She nodded uneasily: "I, I understand."

Bai Bian looked thoughtful in his eyes. To be the fortune teller of Rose of the Night, if he wanted to track down his fictitious organization, he would have to be at least a high-ranking Baiyin, or even higher.

It's outrageous that a fortune teller of this level couldn't predict Luo Ning.

She must have awakened some incredible precognitive expertise. Judging from her reputation thirty years later, this expertise should be as outrageous as light and darkness.

"Just wait for me here. Don't worry, it's safe here. I'll go buy something for you."

After touching Luo Ning's cold face, Bai Bian walked out of the door.

Luo Ning stared blankly at Bai Bian's back. After the back disappeared, she quickly picked up the money bag that fell on the ground, then hugged the gold coins, which were a bit heavy for her, and quickly ran behind the counter and sat on a stool. He stood up, holding his knees with his arms, looking at the door uneasily.

The woman almost caught her, and she was still terrified.

She had a premonition that as long as she was caught by that woman, she would die.

The new year is approaching, and the heavy snowfall has long since stopped, but the sub-zero temperature still leaves traces of white snow on the eaves of every roof.

In the cold night, there were not many people on Shengwu Street. Bai Bian was walking on the way to the Palace of Knowledge, his eyes full of thoughts.

Luo Ning's talent must be developed, developed ruthlessly.

It was clear that the people at Rose of the Night were looking for him, but because Luo Ning was in the store, the prediction was eventually avoided by Luo Ning. Luo Ning's talent seemed to have the function of becoming a prediction blocker.

If this function is activated, the enemy will try his best to predict his white disease, and once he predicts it, he will be silent.

Thinking of this, Bai Bian's pace quickened a little, and the mascot must be heavily armed! ——

Outer city, Xicheng, underground.

"Um?"

There was a sound of suspicion, and a woman with a veil on her face and purple pupils opened her eyes. She was a little confused, but there was also some understanding in her confusion.

She said to the person wearing an angel mask next to her: "I can't find it. The other party has a way to transfer precognition. My precognition cannot fall on the target, but I can be sure that those people are still in Tobu City."

Angel nodded: "As you can imagine, an organization with such a strong intelligence network must have the ability to prevent predictions."

He turned to look at the somewhat weak clown. The clown was sent into the space turbulence by the hand of the mage in the white plague spell scroll. If it were not for the shadow power arranged in advance, he might not be able to come back.

The angel said calmly: "The Federation has noticed us. It is not appropriate to attack White Plague now, and he is worthy of our win over many times. When this period of time passes, you will be responsible for this."

There was some hatred in the clown's dark eyes: "There is definitely something wrong with that alchemist, and he is even related to that organization. Why don't you continue to investigate?"

The angel was very calm. He took out a file from a drawer, threw it to the clown, and said calmly:

"This is the trajectory of Bai Bian's life. Apart from the wooing we had half a month ago, there is nothing unusual about it. Moreover, his talent broke out half a month ago. This only shows that his abnormalities are all due to For what opportunity, and now that I have got the opportunity, it makes sense."

The clown reluctantly picked up the file and opened the first page, which clearly recorded everything about a man named Bai Bian from his birth to the present.

[Born on March 1, 1518. His mother died in childbirth and his father died in 1523. He begged at the age of five. He began to lie to his classmates at the age of eight to get more meat. At the age of ten, he was among the best in grades and received a place to enter an aristocratic school. He deceived his aristocratic classmates and made a qualitative leap in his life.

At the age of 12, his classmates tried to retaliate, but were continued to be deceived. Bai Bian began to gain access to the lowest level of alchemy knowledge. At the age of 13, he continued to deceive his classmates to get resources. At the age of 14, he became an alchemist and deceived his classmates. At the age of 16, he began to change the trajectory of his life. Lots of fantastic ideas.

He became famous at the age of seventeen. He came to Tobu City from the capital to open a pharmacy. His behavior was a bit strange. Maybe he had a premonition of some opportunity. He reached the bronze level in one year. In the last half month, he got the opportunity in the mountains and broke through the silver level. , potential assessment ss+. 】

The clown looked at this resume with very unwilling eyes. It was indeed clean, and even the acquaintances around him commented on it.

[The deceived classmate, Diane Tifeng, the young lady of the Congressman family: This person is a liar, a pure liar, and he is playing with amnesia for me. Wait, I will kill you! 】

[Neighbor: This young man has been smart since he was a child. Judging from how promising he is now, my hunch is always right. I even gave him bread when he was a child. 】

【teacher:.】

Clown: "It's possible that he changed after coming to Tobu City. Didn't his life trajectory suddenly change when he was sixteen? Start checking here!"

The angel's eyes were full of calm, and he pulled out detailed information from the thick file, which even recorded all the words Bai Bian said in public.

The clown kept reading, getting more and more irritable.

Finally, he slapped the information in his hand into confetti: "Then that slap I received was in vain? I almost died!"

"The fifth rule: All geniuses with S-level potential and above must be recruited first. After confirming that they cannot be accommodated, pray to the Supreme and wait for the Supreme's instructions."

The veiled fortune teller said with a smile.

Suddenly the clown stopped talking. Mortals like them, no matter how powerful and powerful they are, can only abide by the rules given by God.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, and his body was gradually swallowed up by the shadow: "I know."

The angel bowed to the fortune teller: "Sorry, he just can't bear the loss, but you still have to make a trip to the headquarters."

"I know, the Federation is already investigating. It will be more troublesome when the White Plague network is established. Tsk, why isn't that old Juggernaut still dead?"

——

In the inner city, on the west side, Kami looked at the thin information in his hand with thoughtful eyes. It seemed that there was no problem with the white epidemic.

"Hey, why do you want this guy's information?"

Kami looked away and looked up to see a sweet-looking human girl walking in, looking very unhappy.

Cammy smiled and said hello: "Miss Diane, long time no see."