Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

The ability to predict the future can be said to be the ability that humans have always dreamed of, and everyone desires to obtain it.

Everyone has thought about what they would do if they could go back to the past...

And knowing the future can largely realize this wish...

Long Muba naturally thought so too.

Because of this, when he learned that Wang Yu had obtained this ability, he was jealous to the point of going crazy. He just didn't expect that this kind of jealousy could actually accelerate the replication of the ability and make it appear on the transformation replication list.

After going through so many twists and turns, even sacrificing his own life, now he can finally experience the ability of foresight.

Precognitive ability released.

His body gradually became transparent, and the mist in his body filled his body, and this mist made his consciousness begin to become hazy.

The surrounding scenes gradually disappeared.

Gradually it turned into pure black.

His entire body turned into a cluster of tiny flames, like a small red dot in the pure darkness.

He seemed to be trapped in a dark abyss. No matter which direction he looked, it was pitch black. This darkness even seemed to be wriggling like a living thing.

The thick darkness rolling around him made him feel frightened, as if there was a huge danger in this darkness.

"What is going on here...Why is the predictive ability like this?"

Long Muba carefully observed the surrounding environment and kept his body ready at all times. Even if some monster suddenly jumped out of the darkness, he would be able to react immediately.

After staying there for a while, the darkness around him seemed to remain the same as before. Long Muba decided to do something. Even if he didn't gain anything this time, he wanted to figure out the usage of this ability as much as possible.

Long Muba began to float forward.

Although it was the front, it was actually the direction he was facing. In the pure darkness, it was difficult for him to distinguish the difference between the darkness around him, and naturally he had no concept of front, back, left, and right.

Just like that, Long Muba floated in the darkness.

But as he moved, the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"That's all I can do..."

Although he wanted to continue moving forward, his perception told him that if he went any further, something extremely terrifying would happen.

Just as Long Muba stopped to observe, the darkness around him faded away... and the surrounding environment began to light up again.

The first thing Long Muba saw was the towering wall.

"This is the wall of the arena... Has my ability ended? No... This is not the Needlepoint Oasis. I have never seen this scene before. This is the future. I have indeed arrived in the future."

Above the center of the arena, a deep vortex floats...

Just as he was about to observe more closely, a shrill scream attracted his attention.

Turning his head, he looked towards the place where the scream came from, and when he saw who was coming, his eyes narrowed.

Because Long Muba saw another self.

In other words, it is yourself at this point in the future.

However, the state of that "self" at the moment was quite miserable. There were fine cracks all over his body, and even two huge cracks on his torso and right hand. His legs had disappeared, and he was only relying on his hands to slap the ground to escape. As he ran, mirror fragments continued to fall from his body...

"What an embarrassing situation, my future self..."

Long Muba looked behind "himself", wanting to see who was chasing him, and also wanting to know what had happened that led to his end.

As a result, he was slightly stunned because he actually saw an unexpected person.

"number 14?"

Long Muba's face was gloomy. The first person he thought of was Li Ting, Wang Yu, and even Zhuo Ling and Long Muba, but he didn't expect that it would be No. 14.

Hadn't he been sacrificed by himself?

Wait, I understand. It’s because during the collection process, death cannot be caused, only near-death, so he is still alive.

Perhaps it was for this reason that after I sacrificed him, the gap needed for transformation was not fully filled, causing me to have to sacrifice my life span again...

Based on the current situation, Long Muba already had a guess in his mind, and he believed that his guess should be the truth.

No. 14 looked at Long Muba, who was crawling on the ground in a panic, with a smug look in his eyes, and said sarcastically, "You didn't expect that, Long Muba, the one who would deal you the fatal blow would be me."

"If you ask me, you are such a loser. You had a great start, but you were stepped on step by step, and in the end, you were even about to be swallowed by me. How do you feel?"

Long Muba, who had already lost both legs and was on the verge of breaking, said in hatred, "You are just an untameable dog. I trusted you so much, but you actually betrayed me."

Hearing this, No. 14 laughed and said, "Loyal? I was loyal, but I died in the last round. It's you who did it, Boss."

"I used to be so loyal to you, obeying your orders and never having second thoughts. You took the benefits and I took the blame. I have done so many things like this..."

"It's a pity that even though I was like this, I was still sacrificed by you. Do you know how painful it was for me at that time? Do you know the despair of watching myself melt away?"

Player 14 said with a cold voice, gritting his teeth, "My choice is what anyone would make, and today, it's your turn to experience the pain."

He approached "Long Muba" step by step, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. His speed was obviously faster than the already broken Long Muba, but he deliberately maintained his speed at a level that was just a little faster.

Like a cat playing with mouse, he was enjoying this behavior, enjoying Long Muba's various reactions when he was on the verge of death.

Suddenly, No. 14 accelerated.

"Long Muba" on the ground did not react, but Long Muba, who was observing from the side, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him.

Unfortunately, Long Muba is unable to save his future self.

His hand overlapped with No. 14's hand. He was like a phantom. He could not touch other people, and other people could not touch him. He could only watch No. 14's right hand touch "Long Muba's" body.

With a click, the place where Long Muba was touched by No. 14 turned brown, and the color became the same as chocolate.

No. 14 gently broke the brown part and put it into his mouth:

"Yes, of all emotions, regret has the most mellow flavor, and is perfect for making chocolate."

"Long Muba" on the ground felt pain, and his exhausted body actually squeezed out a bit of strength again, increasing his speed and running away.

He ran and shouted: "Even if you kill me, you can't survive. You don't understand. We are different from Wang Yu and the others."

No. 14 and Long Muba, who was standing beside him, both had a thoughtful look in their eyes.

However, although No. 14 was thinking, he said, "I see you are tired, so for the sake of our acquaintance, I will give you a quick death."

Perhaps it was because Long Muba’s words gave No. 14 a sense of crisis, so he stopped this boring game of chasing.

He came to the side of "Long Muba" at an extremely fast speed. Judging from this speed, Long Muba had no possibility of escape from the very beginning.

No. 14’s right hand touched “Long Muba”.

Long Muba froze in place, as if the scene was frozen.

No. 14 raised his hand, and Long Muba also rose up.

The brown color began to spread from the place of contact to the whole body of "Long Muba", and the brown part began to deform and melt. Under the control of No. 14, the melted liquid gathered in his hands, condensed together, and finally formed a dark-colored bird-shaped chocolate.

No. 14 ate the chocolate in one bite.

As this action ended, the surrounding environment suddenly shattered.

Long Muba suddenly opened his eyes.

Feeling the connection between the surrounding soul-lost fog and himself, he knew that he had returned to reality.

"It's incredible..."

He saw the future with his own eyes, and he would actually be killed by No. 14. He thought that he might lose the game this time, but he didn't expect that he would die at the hands of an insignificant little person.

Long Muba repeatedly recalled the process of prediction.

Although the entire predictive process is very short and there are not many pictures, it contains a lot of information.

"No. 14 is definitely not dead, but I don't need to look for him now. I already know his intentions, and it won't be easy for him to defeat me."

"More importantly, why would my future self say 'We are not the same kind of people as Wang Yu and his friends'? What happened to lead me to such a conclusion?"

Long Muba tried to use his ability again, but found that his ability had fallen into silence. He could only feel it recovering at a slow speed...

Slightly stunned.

At this time he also realized a problem, that his ability to transform and replicate should not be Wang Yu's original ability, but most likely just a weakened version of the ability.

The quantity and quality of the information obtained are far less than what Wang Yu showed.

Although he knew what would happen in the future, the information he obtained was not much.

"But the good news is that according to the planned trajectory, I am still alive, which means that there is a high probability that I will not be eliminated in this round."

"The most urgent task must be to continue to strengthen ourselves."

Long Muba sensed the direction and rushed into the fog of lost souls. The fog obscured his figure...

……

A place for feasting.

As Player 14's body melted, a special message told him that he had been sacrificed.

The process of sacrifice is painful.

During the collection phase, the player will not die directly, but will fall into a near-death state.

Normally, this would be enough to avoid death. After all, even if you were to be resurrected from near death, you could pay with emotion points, or use a small amount of lifespan to be resurrected.

but……

The process of sacrifice is continuous and will not end because of his dying.

He was constantly resurrecting from the near-death state, his lifespan was constantly being invested, and correspondingly, his vitality was constantly being drained away.

The most terrifying thing is this kind of excruciating pain. The pain of having your vitality sucked away will not become numb with time, but will only get more and more painful.

His body was continuously decomposing. From the outside, he no longer looked like a human. Instead, he looked more like a ball of shrinking plasticine.

It is obvious that if the situation continues like this, his life will be exhausted sooner or later, and at that time, he may become the only person to die in this round.

"Why, why am I like this?"

No. 14 felt aggrieved and unwilling.

He had a great start in this round.

When other players were attacked, he used the communication ability of mental link to negotiate with these highly offensive ingredients and successfully obtained the treatment of a customer who continued to eat. He even obtained the treatment of a VIP customer because No. 14 provided a lot of recipes as gifts.

The location is closer to the front and the food is more exquisite and rich.

The other dying and living players and the strange ingredients chasing them were more like a dinner show. He only needed to appreciate the players' struggling postures while eating comfortably.

But unexpectedly, everything was ruined by that bastard Long Muba.

Now he was about to die.

At this moment, the ingredients that were being cooked and prepared around him gathered around. At this time, a roasted suckling pig fell from the sky, waved its short legs to disperse the onlookers, and walked in front of No. 14.

It stretched out its right hand and tapped the ball of plasticine.

Then he took out a large plate from the table, scooped the plasticine onto the plate with a spoon, and then carried the plate to the door on the left side of the banquet hall.

Many players had been knocked unconscious and dragged here before, so it seemed like this wasn't a good place.

No. 14 could only watch everything happen, but was powerless to do anything.

Because his vitality was drained, he could not use his abilities normally, otherwise he could try to communicate with the roasted suckling pig in front of him.

The fact is just as No. 14 thought, it is a huge kitchen.

As soon as you enter the door on the left side of the banquet hall, you will smell the fragrance inside. Various rich aromas mixed together to form a complex and intoxicating atmosphere.

The taste is much richer than the delicacies in the banquet hall.

Various huge crucibles were bubbling, and ingredients were passing through the copper tubes on the crucibles, walking to the crucible of their choice and jumping into it...

The other side is inlaid with twinkling stars. These stars are constantly moving and changing their angles, driving the changes in the ingredients...

There was a huge spotted egg on top of the kitchen, surrounded by flames and fixed by golden chains. Countless ingredients rushed up along the chains, and then were roasted into golden yellow and fell down...

No. 14 was somewhat desperate: "I'm doomed now. I'm burning my lifespan. Maybe I could hold on until this stage is over, and then use it to exchange for some useful things, and there's a chance I could survive. Now I'm afraid I'm doomed..."

The roasted suckling pig didn't know all this. It took No. 14 to search in the crucible jungle, and soon came to a huge brown crucible. It jumped up and walked along the copper pipe to the top of the crucible.

Using the huge metal spoon in his hand, he transferred No. 14 into the crucible.

There was a thick brown paste in the crucible.

When No. 14 fell into the crucible, he found that the crucible was full of chocolate!

Not only that, he found that his body seemed to be absorbing the chocolate, and even the rate at which his vitality was draining away had slowed down a lot.

No. 14 was overjoyed: "Yes, I am a VIP customer. The roast suckling pig must have discovered my problem and is trying to save me."