On the waking day, my talent is the deputy ancestral tarot card, rated F.
The principal shook his head, and the classmates laughed: "What can this thing be used for? Fortune-telling on the overpass, ten yuan a time?"
In order to share the family income, I dropped out of school and went to work and became the top male model in a top club. The job is simple: smile and drink whatever the guest offers.
Until a rich woman drank 300,000 bottles of genetic medicine until I was on the verge of death, and a voice full of bad taste exploded in my head:
Want to live? Complete the novice task first: say to the target in front of you, "You are destined to be evil."
I did as I was told, and in exchange I got an ashtray hit on my forehead and a precious [opportunity to draw a card].
[Want to reveal the card? Please carry out the punishment first: imitate a sad frog, circle the field and cry "lonely widow".
In order to become stronger, I was completely socialized. But it is also officially bound to the [All Heavens Tarot System].
From then on, the painting style of Gaowu World was distorted by me.
When the world's geniuses were doing penance, I recited affectionately to the air on the street.
As strong men from all sides fought, I was forced to perform a mating dance towards my enemies.
Everyone thought I was a harmless funny male model.
Until the global beast tide broke out, SS-level strong men fell one after another, and the human defense line was on the verge of collapse.
I walked up to the front wall, and under the eyes of millions of desperate people, I took out the deck of tarot cards that had been laughed at by everyone.
"Don't panic," I said to the world behind me, "the situation is still under control."
"I'll shake some of the 'old things' out of the cards..."
The cards turned over one by one, and the light tore through the sky.
"... To help everyone have fun."
Dragon Roar
