Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 185 Divination

"Do you want to learn astral projection first, or divination first?"

Mayfair held her chin up and looked at Terry with a smile, which made Terry feel a little uncomfortable.

"Does the order matter? Can't I learn all my talents?"

"Do you think the two you proposed are the simple spells and magic I taught you before?"

Mayfair rolled his eyes.

"Astral magic and divination are two completely different magic systems! This has nothing to do with talent or lack thereof. Astral projection is just that. Divination is quite obscure, even for some very powerful magicians. , all the knowledge of divination is also quite difficult."

Terry showed a somewhat awkward expression.

"Let's not talk about your mixed use of Chinese and English. How do you use idioms so skillfully?"

Unexpectedly, Mayfair suddenly showed a pretentious and shy expression.

"It's all because I met you. I haven't been locked up since I was born. After I met you, I once went to ancient China."

After Little Mayfair revealed his identity, Big Mayfair didn't care at all. Instead, he occasionally started talking about his past experiences.

Terry didn't dare to pick up on Mayfair's words. Little Mayfair was really shy, but this one was.

If he dared to continue the conversation with Mayfair, the other party might suddenly think of something that happened before and under the moon and rush over to kiss him.

But then Terry got into trouble a little bit.

Astral projection may be related to dealing with evil gods in the future, but divination can also help him find the "suspected known person" hidden in the power broker.

Just when Terry was weighing the balance between the two, Mayfair directly blew Terry's head.

Then he blew his fingers with tears in his eyes.

Terry's outer clothing is just for appearance. He rarely takes off his fire protection suit now.

Rifle bullets cannot break through the defense, not to mention that mages are relatively vulnerable when they are undefended.

Staring at Terry fiercely, Mayfair cursed him angrily.

"What a brain you have, I've already got it. Can't you just ask me to help you with your divination?"

Just as Terry was about to speak, Mayfair poked the side of his face with his finger.

"Hey, hey, don't say stupid things like the person you want to divination may be dangerous. Let's not mention that I am still much stronger than you. Even if something big happens, I will run back to more than a thousand years ago. Is it possible? Not safer than your situation?”

Terry silently took out the chip he took out from the purple man's head.

"Haha, I just think this is too inconsistent. A being with super technology has to entrust a magician to find it through divination. Can you really do it?"

"It can't be completely done. Divination only gives you a vague revelation and will not directly give you a particularly clear answer."

Mayfair threw the chip box back, waved towards the table, and an empty cup flew over instantly.

"Drink the tea and show me the remaining tea leaves. When you drink it, don't forget to think about the events you hope to foreshadow."

"There's no tea in here..."

Terry looked down and saw that the empty cup had been filled with a light blue-green transparent liquid at some point, with a bunch of tea leaves floating on the bottom.

"Wow! Just like a special effects movie."

Terry raised his neck and drank up the tea. He also sipped a few tea leaves because he drank too quickly, and then subconsciously sipped it back into the cup.

Then he was stunned for a moment and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Do you want me to have another drink?"

"unnecessary!"

Mayfair grabbed the teacup with his hand and squinted one eye to look inside.

He looked at it for half an hour, during which time he kept twisting the cup and moving his head up and down, left and right, changing the angle of observation.

Because he didn't know the effect of divination, Terry never dared to interfere with the other party.

Just when he thought Mayfair had failed, the female mage finally sighed and put the cup back on the table.

Terry raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, expressing confusion.

"I seem to see..." Mayfair pinched his chin, his face full of uncertainty.

"A bat? A spider? There's also a trapezoid that doesn't seem to be regular."

Terry lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment.

"Is this divination?"

Mayfair nodded naturally: "This is divination."

Terry covered his eyes. He felt a little pain in his trigeminal nerve. After rubbing it hard, he wiped his face again.

All I can say is that if this is how divination works, it’s a good thing that he didn’t make the decision to learn it too hastily just now.

"Well, let me confirm again?"

Terry chose his words carefully.

"Are you very good at divination?"

As expected, Mayfair was furious again, with his teeth and claws bared.

"What do you mean? I've been looking for more than a thousand years, and I'm one of the best divination masters! Just question me if you understand occult science! You're a Muggle in your thinking!"

Terry was not afraid and sneered disdainfully.

"Hey, do you watch Harry Potter too?"

Mayfair glared at Terry angrily, and after two seconds, he couldn't hold himself any longer.

"hey-hey."

Terry slapped the table and stood up.

"You really deceived me, didn't you?"

"Fart! That's what divination is like. It's just that you're not smart enough. If you are talented in mysticism, you will naturally understand what it means. Let me explain in advance that the accuracy of my divination is 100%!"

Terry sat back on the sofa and scratched his head manically.

"Bat? Spider? A trapezoid?"

The first two gave Terry some bad associations, because the icons of the two happened to represent Black and popular representative figures in the world he lived in.

But the problem is, the ability broker can’t be a terrifying existence that does business across the world, right?

No, if Hei's world has such a huge ability to broker trade, it is impossible for Hei's ability to collect information not to be noticed.

"Terry, divination doesn't mean what I say. You have to feel it for yourself. The terms I mentioned are actually just because I think the pattern is close to that animal or thing."

Mayfair suddenly reminded in a low voice.

Terry thought for a while, picked up the tea cup and looked at it for a while.

He could see nothing but a wet and messy mess of tea leaves.

Helpless, he could only put down the teacup and think for himself.

If a bat is not a bat, a spider is not a spider, and a trapezoid is not a trapezoid.

that……

"But it's also possible that it's the shape I mentioned. After all, it's so similar~"

Terry lowered his head, and Mochizuki's sword hilt slowly appeared in his hand, and he began to slowly pull it out.

Mayfair smiled and held Terry's hand, pushing the sword hilt back.

"Can't, can't."

The two struggled for a few times, and finally Terry put away the sword with a cold face.

Mayfair shrank his neck and raised his finger to suggest.