The Fake Young Master Has Special Fortune-Telling Skills

Jiang Qingyang had just read a novel about a real and fake young master during the day, and that night he traveled through the book and became a fake young master with the same name as himself. Unfortunately, he had already been kicked out of the house when he arrived. And just came back from the dead! Oh no, to be precise, he is a living dead. Good news: He got a game board. As long as he clicks on any object in front of him, all the information about the object will pop up next to it, regardless of whether the object is alive or dead. The bad news: To stay alive, he needs a lot of experience points to stay alive and in good health. He had no choice but to pretend to be a magician and set up a fortune-telling stall_(:зゝ∠)_ The man with three exclamation marks on his head nodded: "Sir, I advise you to go home quickly. Your wife is about to give birth. It is very dangerous for her to be home alone!" The little kitten standing in front of Diandian: Its owner is suffering from depression and is on the high platform on the tenth floor preparing to jump off! Clicking on the dirty bench in front of him, a red warning suddenly popped up on the panel: Warning Warning! This bench once killed someone! Since then, the world in Jiang Qingyang's eyes has changed. As long as he thinks about it, the entire world's information will be displayed in front of him. Where is the child you have been searching for for so many years? Just touch your child's belongings to track them. A wanted criminal hiding in the crowd? Let him turn into a variety of Sakura, just open the panel and you will be able to tell the difference. The unlucky guy whose fate was changed? It doesn't matter, the panel can help you put things right! Gradually, everyone around knew that there was a divine fortune teller at the foot of Lingcui Mountain, who was very good at telling fortunes and finding things. ———— After Jiang Qingyang became famous at home and abroad, her ex-fiance regretted his mistake and hurried to his house with 999 roses to pray for forgiveness and resume the engagement. However, when he saw his uncle opening the door and walking out, his ex-fiancé instantly became petrified. "Uncle... You... Why are you here?" Zhou Xianyi had a livid face and sneered: "I would like to ask you, why did you show up in front of my boyfriend's door? What do these flowers mean?" What? Want to pry a corner? It seems that the beating was not hard enough, right? Reading instructions: 1. This article is purely fictitious and based on modern times. Any similarity is purely coincidental OvO 2. The protagonist Goldfinger is very (emphasis added) thick, and some plots may appear a bit exaggerated. 3. The author has no writing skills. If you think it doesn't look good, you can criticize it. Everyone has their own opinions and can discuss but refuse personal attacks. 030 Intention: Give roses to others, and the fragrance will linger in your hands