Chapter 908: Chapter 870: "Omen Tablet, Omen Tablet, Who Is the Most Beautiful Person in This World?" (2)
The words that emerged in front of the Green Stone Plate have disappeared. Gu Mian looked at the stone plate in his hand for a moment before asking, "I think..."
"Crack!"
Gu Mian: "..."
Before Gu Mian could finish his second word, the Omen Tablet hastily provided an answer.
"Crack!" "Crack!"
The more it spoke, the more urgent it became.
Only to see the subtle crack on the stone plate quickly spreading around, threatening to engulf the entire plate.
Gu Mian felt that if it continued to speak, it might die.
The Fortune-teller hurriedly retrieved the Green Stone Plate from Gu Mian’s hand, gently stroking the crack on it with a pained expression, "Since I’ve known you, this is the first time your prophecy has caused the crystal ball to explode. Back then, I had just become a fortune-teller, so my skills were still immature. Later, I could more or less divine some events about you..."
The Fortune-teller was indeed right.
A few days ago, she even predicted Gu Mian being laid to rest.
"But ever since you entered the Paradise World, you’ve become even more difficult to divine." The Fortune-teller retrieved a bundle of tape from beneath a pillow, wrapping it tightly around the stone plate, preventing further cracking.
Fortunately, after leaving Gu Mian’s hand, the Omen Tablet calmed, producing no more cracks.
It seemed impossible to inquire about that tree from the Omen Tablet.
Gu Mian encouraged the Fortune-teller to upgrade her occupational skills so she could continue divining for him in the future, then he rose and left her room.
The Fortune-teller watched Gu Mian depart with a look as if she’d seen a ghost, evidently frightened by his recent encouragement.
Since returning from Paradise World, he hadn’t paused for rest, tirelessly moving through his apartment, weaving in and out of everyone’s rooms.
Now the current matters had been settled, he could finally rest for a while.
In Paradise World, he barely rested, usually sleeping only a few hours each night, then rushing headlong into progress once he was awake.
"Sleep first, then talk..." Gu Mian returned to his room, weary, and lay down on his bed.
Chu Changge and Fatty were still not back.
Fatty should be out looking for Lu Yi and Mr. Green, and Chu Changge...
Gu Mian thought about Chu Changge standing at Xie Bi’an’s door, worrying whether he might silence him while he slept.
After resting, he thought he’d check on Xie Bi’an.
But before he could fall asleep, something seemed to strike his bed with a bang, causing Gu Mian to bounce up and down.
He opened his eyes, puzzled, to see Fatty’s large face.
"Doctor! I’m back." Fatty shouted into Gu Mian’s ear, "I brought Mr. Green and Xiao Hong back."
Only then did Gu Mian fully open his eyes, looking past Fatty.
He saw one red and one green silhouette standing behind him—Xiao Hong and Mr. Green.
At that moment, the red silhouette eagerly rushed to the bedside, burrowing into his quilt, while the green silhouette still stood there, curiously watching Gu Mian, "Where have you been the past few days? People here cried day and night while you were gone."
Gu Mian knew the crying people he referred to were Fatty.
It seemed Mr. Green still wasn’t aware of the events in Paradise World, and reasonably so; since Mr. Green’s phone that could contact the Low-Dimensional World was taken by Gu Mian, he had no way to reach them.
Speaking of which, the phone Mr. Green carried likely was intentionally given by the Low-Dimensional World for contact purposes, allowing him to provide information after being brought out.
Poor Mr. Green, unaware he’s been abandoned by the Low-Dimensional World, still longs to return.
However, being brought to the real world by Gu Mian, according to Liu Ruyan, Mr. Green’s roots are no longer with the Low-Dimensional World, so he couldn’t remain there even temporarily.
Gu Mian gathered his thoughts and looked at Mr. Green by the bed, "Do you have contact information for Low-Dimensional World NPCs, other than those in Paradise World?"
Mr. Green looked nervously at Gu Mian, unsure what he meant, "What do you want? Thinking of wrecking my acquaintances’ instances again?"
"Do I look like that type of person? I just want to have a chat with everyone." Gu Mian donned an innocent expression.
Even if unwilling, Mr. Green dared not defiantly utter "I won’t" to Gu Mian.
Under Gu Mian’s intimidation, tear-eyed, he gave up his friends and family.
Though his face bore reluctance, inside he felt relieved, repeatedly telling himself, "It’s the enemy’s terror, not my cowardice."
Mr. Green yielded three hostages, and looking at the programmer’s notebook in his hand, Gu Mian now had three new phone numbers listed in it.
[Refugee Affairs Office Nantao 16661111][Exile Electric Power Division 18 Company A Building B Floor Reception Ai Power 16662389][Cage Sales and Recycling Da Long 16661734]
"These are NPCs from our Exile World, I’m not familiar with people from other worlds." Mr. Green timidly told Gu Mian.
"You’re at least a senior host. In your world, you only know these three people?" Gu Mian asked.
"No way!" Mr. Green retorted, "In Exile World, many people know me, I’m quite popular. But who remembers acquaintances’ phone numbers? When you took my phone, I feared you tricking people in my contact list, so I deleted all their contacts, now I only remember these few numbers."
He thought briefly, then continued, "I only remember Nantao’s contact because it’s so simple, otherwise I’d only remember the other two."
Gu Mian glanced at the names of the latter two, one was Ai Power from the electric company, the other Da Long for cage sales and recycling.
Thinking about Crazy Guessing Words’ venue having cages, perhaps Mr. Green often worked with these two hence remembering their contacts.
Though he only got three contacts, it wasn’t a big issue.
The situation with Paradise World was intense, NPCs from other worlds likely heard some news, unless someone blocked information about Paradise World.
Even if these three knew nothing, he could find NPCs in a supermarket on Earth.
With so many employees, surely some could connect with the Low-Dimensional World, if that group revealed their acquaintance with Low-Dimensional NPCs, Gu Mian could gather a contact repertoire.
Looking at the three contacts Mr. Green gave, Gu Mian decided to call the first one, "Refugee Affairs Office Nantao."
Mr. Green’s world was called Exile World, rumored to have split from the Second World, and the Refugee Affairs Office fits Exile World’s vibe well.
Mr. Green also said the Refugee Affairs Office was their world’s core, akin to Paradise World’s Upper Class founders and Old World’s Law Code.
"No wonder the Refugee Affairs Office’s number seems so valuable," Gu Mian said while dialing the office’s number.
Without making Gu Mian wait long, the other side picked up.
"Hello." Gu Mian heard a young man’s voice from the receiver.
"Hello, I’m a courier for Bird Bandit Express, I have several parcels to deliver to the Refugee Affairs Office. Also, I’d like to confirm whether the Carnival Abandoned Factory, Evil Eastern Valley, the up-down borderline are near the Refugee Affairs Office. I’m a new courier, unsure where these places are," Gu Mian skillfully fabricated, utilizing the courier identity.
These locations were all within Paradise World.
He expected the other side to say, "Oh, those places aren’t in our world, they’re in Paradise World, but Paradise World encountered some problems, yadda yadda..."
Thus, Gu Mian could seamlessly discuss the issues in Paradise World.
If he called right away asking about Paradise World, he might raise suspicion, and he couldn’t force them with a saw.
After Gu Mian finished speaking, the other side paused for a few seconds, before continuing.
"Alright Gu Mian, I’ll check for you."
Gu Mian: "..."
