My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 222 What?! You still can’t build a portal to hell?!

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just now.

The netherworld.

This place has completely become the territory of Naeus, the king of the underworld.

As a member of the Undead Legion, he has been staying here, waiting for the king's order at any time. There is another member staying here with him - Entity_303.

Our lovely Sanbao was holding a "small fish" skewered with branches in one hand, skillfully placing it on the blazing bonfire to roast. However, his eyes were fixed on the system display in front of him.

At this moment, Sanbao also shoulders the heavy responsibility of "eating fish" among the crowd, repeating the same work day after day: either closely monitoring the players' every move, or still keeping a close eye on the players' dynamics... To be honest, there is actually not much worth paying attention to about those guys.

After all, as a natural BUG-level expert, he had already hacked into several important control systems in the player city. Except for the top few systems that could not be hacked for the time being, there was basically no big impact.

However, there was one thing that made 303 feel a little concerned. Before this, he had used the system's monitoring screen to glimpse a scene related to the Monster Research Institute, which seemed to hide something important. Unfortunately, the institute was located in the Player City, and he really couldn't go to investigate in a short period of time.

Even if the surveillance footage is successfully obtained, if the other party has not turned on the system, 303 still has no way of knowing the detailed situation.

This is undoubtedly a major shortcoming.

While 303 was still immersed in his own conjectures, someone was already walking slowly towards him from not far away.

When in the underworld, Naeus still needs to solemnly wear the crown of the king of the underworld on his head. This is a symbol of power that can effectively help him control the creatures of the underworld. Even if he has never done so, his great military exploits in the underworld are already terrifying.

Breaking into the Hell Fortress alone without any soldiers, using the "Supreme Scepter" to take down the head of the Flame King, thus becoming famous in one fell swoop, the next thing... the difficulty has been reduced to the lowest point.

The netherworld of hell at that time... for the Undead Legion, it was just some insignificant kids playing house with monarchs. To put it simply - there was no technology at all and they were so incompetent.

The most important point is that conscious monsters are very rare here.

And the wither skeleton that helped Naeus at the beginning undoubtedly became a general of the netherworld army that he led independently.

"303, what's the situation over there?" Naeus' voice gradually came from behind him.

303 tilted his head slightly and glanced behind him with the corner of his eye. There was not much expression on his face. At most, he curled his lips and smiled at him: "Hehe~ Just like usual, no big changes, there are even more idiots."

"You mean... the guy running around like a headless chicken with a fish in his hand?"

Naeus slowly raised his head, his gaze gradually moving towards the system display screen above his head that was emitting a faint blue light.

On the screen, a figure was clearly shown: holding a salted fish in his hand, he was running aimlessly around every corner.

His carrier seems particularly different from that of other players, as if... they are not from the same "IQ" world?

"Well... maybe that's it, he is one of them." 303 shrugged, with a nonchalant look on his face, as if he was used to this situation. Not only that, he took a big bite of the grilled fish leisurely and chewed it with relish.

"It tastes good, Naeus, would you like some?"

Naeus couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. To be honest, he had no interest in grilled fish. "No... no need."

Compared to this, he was more concerned about the specific situation that my king was in. After all, the awe-inspiring God of the Dead was too indecisive, and it would be absolutely unacceptable if he continued like this.

Naeus began to worry that Herobrine would be soft-hearted towards that group of players, and the entire grand plan that had been carefully planned for a long time might face a series of... well, small accidents that were insignificant but could lead to serious consequences.

It was clear that preparations had been made long ago to open the gates of hell in the unexplored areas and release the monsters sleeping in the nether hell.

At this moment, Naeus suddenly thought of something. He glanced at 303 beside him calmly, his lips slightly parted, and asked softly with a thoughtful look: "Speaking of which...have they figured out how to build a gate to the underworld?"

"Hmm...it seems...that's the case." 303 tried hard to recall the images monitored during this period. If nothing unexpected happened, it seemed that just as Naeus said, there was no information about the underworld.

"They can't possibly... make a Hell's Gate at all..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them seemed to gradually become solemn. 303 and Naeus looked at each other, feeling an indescribable feeling that they didn't know how to express.

This makes it seem like... "they" are a bit stupid.

Naeus was speechless. He shook his head helplessly, turned around, and decided to leave for the time being and go to the fortress camp of the netherworld army first.

However, at the corner of a crossroad ahead, a purple-black gate slowly rose up. Before Naeus noticed, a guy had just taken a step and turned around, and he was almost scared to death.

Since Galan happened to have placed the portal near the two of them, he was worriedly thinking whether he could still have a pleasant conversation with them. While he was thinking, he turned around and accidentally saw someone's red eyes that suddenly widened.

And so... that small body just leaned back and fell lightly. It was about to hit the ground, but fortunately Naeus was quick to grab the back of the fateful person's neck and lifted him up without saying a word.

However, after being picked up, a certain guy actually underwent a miraculous change? !

* Galan fluttered in mid-air.

* Galan's attempt to escape failed.

* Galan withered at a speed visible to the naked eye *