I had terminal brain cancer and only had 90 days left to live. In despair, I bound myself to a fortune-telling system. As long as you set up a fortune-telling stall at a designated time and place, the better your fortune telling, the longer your life will be, and the more rewards you will receive. At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, I exposed the billionaire debt scam of the internet celebrity fiancé with one word, and the girl cried and tore up her marriage certificate! In front of the criminal police team, I solved the unsolved case with a tarot card, which made the helpless old criminal policeman's jaw drop on the spot. Facing the CEO of a group worth hundreds of billions, he held up five million and begged me for more fortune telling. I pointed at my watch and said, "It's three o'clock, get off work! Please be early tomorrow!" The entire Internet was frantically searching for me, and the media called me an "urban legend."
