Die, Replay, Repeat

Chapter 45: The Real Prophecy

Shen Lingxue sneered coldly, "Yes, Fang Xiu, we did send someone to the drawing center. But it was out of concern that you might have planted someone there to manipulate the process. This drawing is completely random. What, now that the numbers are different, are you upset that your attempt at sabotage failed?"

Fang Xiu observed the reactions of the three and concluded that they probably hadn't interfered. He could then safely activate his reset.

At that moment, Shen Lingxue sneered again, "Didn't you say that if your guess was incorrect, you'd be willing to stake your life on it? Huh, it doesn't seem like you're ready to uphold that promise. Going back on your word now, are we?"

"Don't worry, I mean what I say," Fang Xiu said with a faint smile. The next moment, a shiny scalpel appeared in his hand.

Shen Lingxue and Yang Ming immediately shielded Wang Dehai behind them, thinking he was planning to reveal his concealed weapon.

However, to their utter shock, after Fang Xiu pulled out the scalpel, he did not attack. Instead, he drove it straight into his own forehead.

The three of them stood in stunned silence, staring at Fang Xiu with a scalpel lodged in his forehead. They found it rare to see someone who kept their word to such an extent.

He truly meant what he said.

At the Investigation Bureau

Fang Xiu, who returned from a reset, was led into the bureau by Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao.

This time, he repeated everything he did last time to avoid triggering a butterfly effect.

Looking at the investigation bureau for the second time, Fang Xiu smiled faintly.

_'It's time to showcase the true prediction of the future.'_

As the three of them walked in, suddenly, Fang Xiu stopped in his tracks.

Shen Lingxue frowned, "What happened?"

"There will be two staff members colliding around the corner in the corridor ahead."

Li Wenhao took a while to react. "What?" he asked, flustered.

The next second, a secretary holding a stack of files rushed forward. As she reached the corner, a male staff member walked out from the other side.

"Ouch!" With a scream, the two of them collided, causing the files to scatter all over the floor.

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao were instantly shocked, looking at Fang Xiu in disbelief.

"How is this possible?!"

Fang Xiu remained calm and continued walking forward, effortlessly stepping over the scattered files.

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao followed closely behind, not even hearing the greetings from the staff members who had fallen to the floor.

Fang Xiu appeared to be familiar with the layout of the investigation bureau, moving smoothly toward an office area where over a dozen clerks were diligently working at their computers.

Then, he said again, "The woman in the third row from the left will get up to get coffee."

As his voice fell, the woman, as if hearing an order, picked up the cup on her desk and stood up. She was heading for the coffee machine.

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao were astonished, finding it all too incredible to believe.

"The guy in the middle seat of the second-to-last row will accidentally knock the files to the floor."

With that, the man, looking a bit tired, raised his hand and stretched lazily. During the stretch, the files on the table were knocked to the floor by accident. They landed with a soft thud.

"The guy in the first seat of the first row will get a phone call soon, and it will last three seconds."

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao, almost at the same time, checked the watches on their wrists.

The very next moment.

RING! RING! RING!

The phone rang.

"Hello, who's this?"

"I'm not interested in buying a house or getting a loan. Please don't have these agents call me again."

After the call ended, the two agents shared a glance, noticing the other's stunned expression.

The call lasted precisely three seconds, not a moment more or less.

Both stared at Fang Xiu's calm face in disbelief, feeling like he was a magical being who could control things effortlessly. It was almost as if he were playfully changing the destinies of regular people.

Fang Xiu looked at them calmly and said in a detached tone, "Let's go. The waiting room is this way."

With that, he seemingly took the lead, guiding the extremely shocked Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao to the waiting room.

Once in the waiting room, he swiftly grabbed tea from the second drawer on the left of the counter and then fetched coffee from the third drawer.

Next, he prepared a cup of coffee for Shen Lingxue and a cup of green tea for Li Wenhao.

He thoughtfully added exactly five sugar cubes to Shen Lingxue's coffee.

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao were shocked.

Fang Xiu poured himself a glass of water. He took a small sip and then said casually, "Don't look so shocked. Like I said, my eyes can see into the future."

Shen Lingxue and Li Wenhao were dumbstruck, needing a while to get their bearings.

Finally, Shen Lingxue spoke, "Did you predict all those things earlier? Including knowing where the waiting room is and the fact that I take five sugar cubes in my coffee?"

Fang Xiu picked up the cup, gently blew the steam away from the top, took a light sip, and said, "What else?"

Once again, they were plunged into a long silence. Any doubts they had previously were mostly gone by now.

Getting some info in advance was one thing, but foreseeing the exact actions of the bureau staff couldn't have been uncovered by mere research.

"You both should go speak to Wang Dehai, he's available now," Fang Xiu said.

At this point, the two agents felt numb, unsure of what to say. This is the typical reaction when faced with things beyond one's comprehension.

They shared a look, then quietly stood up and headed to report to Wang Dehai.

After they left, Fang Xiu pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Elsewhere, Yang Ming was enjoying a leisurely drive in the hills near Qingbei Town, humming along to a tune.

Suddenly, the music stopped as his phone rang.

Without a second thought, Yang Ming answered the incoming call from an unknown number.

"Hello, who's this?" Yang Ming's voice sounded casual and somewhat arrogant, a stark contrast to his demeanor after Bai Qi's passing.

A serene and deep male voice responded from the other end, "Bai Qi will be dead in thirty minutes."

SCREECH!

Yang Ming hit the brakes hard, the tires screeching against the pavement, leaving twin streaks.

His casual demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a voice tinged with alarm.

"Who are you?"

"I am Fang Xiu, someone who can see the future. Right now, I'm at the Investigation Bureau. If all goes as planned, we might be working together soon. I had a vision that a Specter will murder Bai Qi in thirty minutes. You have the chance to prevent it."

Yang Ming couldn't hold back a bitter laugh, "I don't know who you think you are, but do you realize this kind of joke could bring you big trouble?"

"When the decision for the team leader was underway, you and Bai Qi were the finalists. You spiked his meal with laxatives the night before, yet no one suspected you since your ability is luck."

Yang Ming froze, stammering in disbelief, "How... how did you find out about that?! I've never shared that secret with anyone."

"Listen carefully. I will only say this once: Bai Qi is currently at a building under construction on the outskirts of Qingbei Town. He's about to face a Specter in combat. However, that Specter is not the only enemy. Another specter, Shadow, is lurking in the shadow, preparing to attack at a decisive moment. It will then result in Bai Qi's death."

With that, Fang Xiu ended the call abruptly."