The Game Warrior Chapter 12: It turns out that there are real powers.

The first book is Chapter 12 of "Jiang Hu". It turns out that there is a real ability.

In the 22nd century, human technology has advanced to an unimaginable level.

But no matter how the times develop and progress in science and technology, some problems cannot be solved from ancient times to the present--

For example, internal strength, magic, ability...Do these fantasy things exist?

This question seems to be easy to answer, but the contradiction between imagination and reason has left it with no clear answer.

"I can only tell you half the answer."

"Half?" Snow was puzzled.

"As for the other half..." Duguhong walked a few steps to the person who seemed to be asleep on the cross chair, "Maybe you will tell us?"

"How did you find me?" The man on the cross chair sat up straight and had no sleep on his face.

This is an unexpected young guy who is about the same size as Dugu Hong Snow. He is handsome but dressed in ordinary clothes. Lying on the seat makes it impossible to see the difference between him and the tramp.

"No one can lie down motionless during the sudden brake." Duguhong said lightly.

"Hahaha, that's the case." The young guy looked up and down Duguhong a few times and then smiled and shook his head. "Well, I can tell you the correct answer. Half and it's mine."

"What you say about good people is very interesting, but it's a pity that you are not a capable good person, so you can only be half." The young man stood up and pointed to his head, "A good person can distinguish similar people."

"You have the potential to be a good person, but unfortunately you don't have the talent." He stretched out his hand to Du Guhong: "Nevertheless, I am glad to meet you and my name is Mo Ye."

"No need." Du Guhong did not reach out but took a step backwards "We will be there soon."

Actually, it will take at least one minute after the sudden brake delay.

Snow stared at Du Guhong dissatisfiedly and felt that his attitude was too unfriendly, at least not his attitude towards the benefactor.

"Mr. Mo Ye is really ability?" Although Mo Ye was about the same age as the two of them, Snow still used honorific words. She tried her best to make her tone look cheerful so as to dilute the embarrassing atmosphere created by Du Guhong.

"Well, ability I like this title to be at least more cordial than ability. I will give you a small gift for this beautiful girl." I don't know when Mo Ye got a set of cards in his hand.

"Give it to me? Why is it so embarrassing?"

"It's not just asking you to play a game with me."

"Oh."

This is a set of exquisite cards. It doesn’t seem to be made of paper. The texture is very strange. At first Snow thought it was a set of playing cards. After seeing it clearly, she no longer thought of the pattern on it, she had never seen it before, and the number was higher. Playing cards are much less.

"Beautiful girl, if there is a chance to know the future, what would you most want to know?"

"I want to know the most..."

"You don't have to say it and think in your heart."

Snow glanced at Duguhong and nodded: "I've thought it through."

"So fast?"

"Even so, it's too late to get out of the car." Du Guhong suddenly said.

"That's not necessarily." Mo Ye smiled slightly.

His eyes became solemn and he was clearly holding a small set of playing cards, but he seemed to be carrying a thick stack of books.

Then he suddenly moved his hand so fast that he could not see clearly, only that he was shuffling the cards in some special way.

All the cards are floating on the bottom of his hand without a single drop. They slowly gather into a pile with his hand spinning round and round, and then become a neat pile.

"It's really ability!" Snow's open-mouthed boss couldn't close it until Mo Ye handed the card to her.

"Thinking about your question, pick up a pile from the top and put it in my hand." Mo Ye said.

"Oh." Snow did so in a daze.

"Pick another stack and put it in my right hand." At this moment, Mo Ye's right hand had left the first stack of cards, leaving it in the air.

Snow affirmed his own judgment. It was not magic. Absolutely, the ability card was really floating in the air without an invisible rope or air current. It was hanging so inexplicably.

Mo Ye looked serious and combined the two hands of cards into a stack on the suspended cards and restored them to a pile. Although they were all simple actions, he seemed to act according to some special rules to make the actions appear mysterious and contain mystery.

Then he twisted the cards and slowly solved the mystery...

"The wheel of fortune reverses the stars of death... It means that what you think requires you to seize the opportunity to act decisively. Although there will be temporary stagnation or even regression, as long as you can persist, your dream will come true."

The wizard seemed to tell the fate of the fortune-teller in a profound way and disappeared from the door of the subway just opened.

The way he left is reminiscent of a long-lived comic book character in the Western Union—Spider-Man just doesn't have any thread in his hand.

"It's a very old divination tool of the Tarot card. The origin is unknown."

"Some people say it originated from Egypt, some people say it originated from Gypsy, some people say it originated from Italy, and some people say it originated from China... In short, no one can understand it yet."

"A total of 78 tarot cards are divided into big arcana, 22 small arcana and 56 small arcana, which means big secret and small secret."

"Purely fortune-telling, the large arcana card is enough. The small arcana card is just a supplement~IndoMTL.com~ Du Guhong in the subway corridor home to answer Snow's questions about solitaire like an endorsement.

"Ah, I really didn't think that this world is really capable!" Snow muttered to himself completely different content.

"That's right." She asked Ran to stop. "Why should you be so indifferent to others, at least he also saved us."

"There is no need for him to move away, as we can easily leave." Du Guhong frowned.

"Are you jealous, aren't you mad at what he said offended you?" Snow whispered as if he was new.

"No, I'm just stating the facts." Du Guhong replied calmly.

"Really?" The girl's rising anguish was full of questions that had been established.

Dugu Hong sighed: "Fool! If someone tore your clothes and patch them, would you be grateful for it?"

"What do you want to do?" Snow hugged his chest because Duguhong's eyes were rolling there. "What do you mean by this?"