I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 616 - 443 Scalp Tingling_2

Why could this blurry figure from Dragon Country directly speak of the deepest secret buried in my heart? What in the world is going on? Could there really be true Diviners in this world?

"Yes. In this world, there are true Diviners."

BOOM!

Xia Liang’s voice once again rang in Luodan’s ears. Upon hearing this, Luodan was shaken to his core. His eyes widened as he forced his head up to see Xia Liang still looking at him with a faint smile.

Just moments ago, his mind had been in utter chaos, unable to comprehend how Xia Liang could possibly know his secret. The next thing he knew, Xia Liang had provided the answer. The timing was uncanny; just as the question formed in his mind, Xia Liang had responded as if he could truly read his thoughts. Could there be true Diviners in this world?

Only now did Luodan’s gaze turn truly serious. His mind was consumed by a single thought. What in the world is going on?

"This is a Diviner from Dragon Country. This is our metaphysics." As if knowing Luodan’s thoughts once again, Xia Liang spoke slowly. He then chuckled, patted Luodan’s shoulder, and casually removed the various devices from his body. Afterwards, he turned to enjoy the scenery outside the boat as they were about to arrive in Xiangjiang.

Meanwhile, Luodan stared blankly at the computer screen, then at Xia Liang’s back. His face was still pale. As an atheist for more than twenty years, his entire worldview seemed to be crumbling in that instant.

Taking several deep breaths, Luodan quickly packed up his computer and all his other tools. He scurried to a corner of the cabin, not daring to look at Xia Liang again. He was afraid Xia Liang might say something else that simply couldn’t be explained by science.

Hiding in the corner, Luodan desperately tried to comfort himself. It’s a coincidence. It has to be a coincidence. He must have hired someone to investigate me. Diviners are fake. There’s nothing that science can’t explain. He struggled to make himself believe that this was all just a coincidence.

Seeing Luodan hiding in the corner, the other passengers burst into laughter. Although they hadn’t understood the strange nature of the conversation, they could easily tell from Luodan’s reaction that the man from Eagle Country had been thoroughly frightened by their Dragon Country Diviner.

After a few moments of silence, a few of the braver people in the cabin approached Xia Liang’s side, humbly asking him to read their fortunes. Xia Liang happened to be in a good mood and obliged each one, helping them out quite a bit. Time passed, and soon the boat docked.

Before disembarking, however, Xia Liang took out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, and walked toward Luodan in the corner. By now, Luodan’s complexion had largely recovered as he forced himself to concoct a reasonable explanation for what had happened. Maybe Xia Liang is a psychologist who follows my YouTube channel. When I posted that photo with Lisa, he must have discerned something from my expression. Yes, that has to be it.

Although he had considered asking Xia Liang how he knew his secret, he was afraid Xia Liang would give him an answer that couldn’t be scientifically explained, so he decided against it.

When he saw Xia Liang approaching, Luodan’s heart rate surged once again. Xia Liang took the slip of paper, folded it twice, and handed it over. Luodan shakily accepted the note, which contained only a few numbers, their meaning unclear. Just as he was about to ask, Xia Liang had already started walking away.

After just a few steps, however, Xia Liang stopped, turned his head to look back at Luodan, and said slowly, "The person you are waiting for is also waiting for you."

With that, Xia Liang disembarked and stepped onto the soil of Xiangjiang. The meaning of his words was quite clear, but Luodan made no move. He just stared at the slip of paper in his hand, completely baffled. By the time he got off the boat, Xia Liang was nowhere to be seen on the pier.

After leaving the pier, Xia Liang and Wu Tong planned to take a stroll around Xiangjiang. After all, its commercial streets were world-famous. But Wu Tong was distracted, constantly looking back toward the pier. Finally, she couldn’t help but ask, "Master Xia, that foreigner didn’t seem to believe you when we left. Are we really going to leave it at that? He might go home and convince himself everything you said on the boat was just a coincidence."

Xia Liang just shook his head and smiled. "He won’t. I’m afraid that in a few more minutes, his entire worldview is about to be turned upside down."

「Meanwhile, on a street in Xiangjiang.」

Luodan kept his head down, intently staring at the slip of paper and the numbers on it. No matter how I think about it, I can’t understand why Xia Liang left this for me. His goal was to make me believe that Dragon Country has real Diviners, completely different from the charlatans back home. That their five-thousand-year-old culture is something people like me can’t comprehend. But this is just a string of numbers. What could it possibly prove?

SCREECH! BOOM!

As Luodan stared at the note, lost in thought, the squeal of tires tore through the air. He looked up just as a sedan charged straight for him. He couldn’t dodge in time and was knocked aside. Luckily, the driver had slammed on the brakes, so the impact wasn’t fast enough to cause serious injury.

The driver stuck his head out of the window, pointing at the traffic light above and yelling, "Are you blind? Can’t you see the red light? You got a death wish?"

Hearing the driver, Luodan glanced up and finally realized his mistake. He had been so engrossed in the note that he had walked straight into traffic against a red light. If the driver hadn’t braked in time, he would probably be dead.

With that thought, Luodan turned to apologize to the driver—it was his fault for jaywalking, after all. But as his eyes fell on the car, he froze. The slip of paper fell from his trembling, uncontrollable hands. The numbers on the note were the car’s license plate number.

It was as if Xia Liang had foreseen all of this. This could no longer be explained away as a coincidence. The accident was his own fault. If he hadn’t been looking at the note, if he had been a little faster or a little slower, he wouldn’t have been in danger at all. This couldn’t possibly have been prearranged. His actions were his own.

The only possible explanation is that Xia Liang knew everything I would do after getting off the boat. He knew I would be engrossed in the note, that I would jaywalk, and that I would get into this accident! This is completely beyond any scientific explanation.

The distant driver was still cursing, but Luodan couldn’t hear a thing. Xia Liang’s last words echoed in his ears. He slowly pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and said, "Lisa, I have something to tell you."

「On the other hand, in Xiangjiang, First Bay Commercial Street.」

Although Haojiang’s top commercial street was incredibly prosperous, it paled in comparison to this one. After all, this was the foremost commercial hub among several neighboring countries. Nearly every day, various celebrities could be found shopping here.

For example, a certain young starlet from Xiangjiang, Wu Tong, was here right now. And beside her was a young man whose every gesture carried a deep, unfathomable quality. Because Wu Tong was wearing a mask, no one recognized her, which made Xia Liang feel much more at ease.