dmims Chapter 195 The Ups and Downs of Fate
Chapter 195 The Ups and Downs of Fate
Chapter 195 The Ups and Downs of Fate
Looking at the gold coins in his hand, twenty-three in total—
Chris easily calculated that he had lost more than twenty times his initial investment.
This was an outcome he had never expected, so much so that he was shocked and wondered if what he was experiencing was just a nightmare.
He slapped himself a few times, the pain on his face making Chris realize that this was reality.
People at the trading venue experienced a variety of emotions, with many, like Chris, feeling shocked and saddened, and some even squatting on the ground, burying their faces in their hands and weeping.
Chris felt that these people didn't deserve to cry; only Chris did, since he had lost four hundred gold coins!
Chris stood there in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses.
Is that how it ended?
Now, all he wants to know is if there's any way to salvage the situation.
He absolutely couldn't do it on his own, but the all-knowing expert told him about futures trading.
Perhaps the all-knowing one has some secret weapon that can turn the tide.
So Chris decided to go find the other person immediately.
But Chris didn't know where Know-It-All lived, so he had to ask around the streets.
Perhaps he should ask fate directly.
The extraordinary power he possesses will surely guide him to find the omnipotent being he seeks.
The only problem is that the power to interpret fate is uncontrollable; he cannot know whether what fate wants to tell him is what he desperately needs to know.
Chris also vaguely sensed that this power might not be as useful as he had initially imagined, and that it might have some kind of side effects.
Perhaps the book "The Guide to Destiny Interpretation" could provide him with answers, but he has been indulging in pleasure lately and neglecting his studies, so he is unaware of what happens after that in the book.
But right now, he doesn't even have time to cram at the last minute.
He could only continue aimlessly inquiring about the whereabouts of the know-it-all.
To everyone's surprise, Chris eventually met the know-it-all.
It wasn't that he found the other person, but rather that the know-it-all appeared directly in front of him:
"I heard you were looking for me."
The know-it-all's intelligence network is indeed excellent; he found out about Chris's moves so quickly.
Chris was about to ask him for help when the know-it-all suddenly suggested that they go somewhere else to talk.
Since he needed their help, Chris agreed.
The two walked for a long time, almost reaching the other end of the city, but the know-it-all showed no sign of stopping.
Chris felt something was off, so he asked:
"Aren't we there yet? Where are you taking me?"
The know-it-all glanced back at Chris, then stopped in his tracks:
"Let's talk here then."
Huh? So casual? Chris was a little confused.
If that's the case, why not talk right here instead of wasting so much time?
Chris didn't think too much about it, putting the question out of his mind, and asked:
"I'd like to ask you, is there any way to make back the money lost in futures trading?"
The know-it-all shrugged and said, "The money you lost has definitely been earned by someone else. I'm not that powerful; I can't get back the money that has changed hands."
"But you can't just let it go like this," Chris said, spreading his hands. "You're the one who told me about futures trading. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation now."
"You asked me about ways to make money, which is why I told you about futures trading. I've also said that this kind of thing doesn't necessarily make money," the know-it-all replied. "No one forced you to participate in this game; you must bear the profits and losses yourself."
Upon hearing this, Chris's intuition told him that the know-it-all was definitely hiding something.
He demanded sharply, "Could it be that this futures transaction was a setup by you to swindle my money?"
"You've really wronged me, Mr. Chris," the Know-It-All shook his head. "I absolutely did not lie in my words, and I never intended to make money off you."
This is indeed true; if the know-it-all were to tell even a half-lie, Chris would surely be able to detect it.
But Chris thought, "Then you must be hiding something from me too."
"The reason I've survived this long is because of one principle: never reveal all the information I possess to others. Otherwise, anyone could become a know-it-all, and I'd be left wondering where I'd end up, Mr. Chris. What I'm trying to say is that I will never reveal all my information."
So he did indeed hide some crucial information, therefore Chris speculated:
"You knew I would lose money!"
"I don't have the ability to predict the future," the know-it-all argued, "otherwise I would have already made money with that ability."
Chris squinted and continued to ask:
"So, do you expect me to lose money?"
"Good heavens! You're my guest, of course I want you to make money."
He's lying! Chris was certain of his judgment.
The know-it-all had never waved his right hand while speaking before, but now he did so unconsciously, which was a sign that he was guilty!
In other words, the All-Knowing hopes Chris will lose money.
But why would he do that? Even if Chris loses money, he won't get any benefit from it.
Is it simply because you can't stand or are jealous of others' success?
Or is there some deeper conspiracy brewing?
Chris wanted to delve deeper into the matter, but the know-it-all only offered a few perfunctory reasons before taking his leave.
This proves Chris's point: the know-it-all must be plotting something famous.
But what exactly is it?
Chris couldn't draw any conclusions; he had absolutely no leads or intelligence.
But it also means that the know-it-all is definitely not his friend, and the money he lost is irretrievable.
Chris felt an unbearable headache. If Passamacodi knew he had lost all his money, he would probably kill him.
But he only has twenty-three gold coins in his hand now. It is almost impossible for him to earn back the more than four hundred gold coins he lost in a short period of time with such a small amount of money.
Normal ways of making money are not what he is good at.
He only knows how to cheat, but even if he wanted to rely on his old profession, he felt powerless to do so.
If Chris were to make money purely through deception, his best achievement so far would be no more than ten gold coins.
Compared to the shortage of four hundred gold coins, it's a drop in the ocean.
Chris felt desperate; he was truly at his wit's end.
He even wondered if Passamacodi would forgive him if he took the initiative to admit his mistake.
After all, he is Passamacodi's brother-in-law. Even for the sake of his sister and the child in her womb, he wouldn't kill him, would he?
Or should we run away before Passamacodi finds us?
He still has at least twenty-three gold coins, which is a huge sum of money for an ordinary person.
But whichever it was, Chris decided to return to his own ship first.
Passamakodi has also recently been wandering around Tongue Harbour with his people.
Although Chris was unsure of Passamacodi's specific purpose, it was certainly for his tribal confederation.
So Chris ignored him. After all, whether the green-eyed man's future was bright or dark made no difference to Chris.
On the contrary, the fact that they didn't have to keep an eye on Chris all the time allowed Chris to feel at ease spending all his time in brothels.
Therefore, Chris guessed that apart from the two green-eyed men guarding the ship, there should be no one else on board at the moment.
If Chris intended to escape by boat, he could easily trick the two men off the ship by telling just a couple of lies.
Create an opportunity for yourself to escape.
However, Chris does not want to completely break with Passamacodi unless absolutely necessary.
Although he lost four hundred gold coins, he did not despair. As long as he could hold on to the green-eyed man, he believed that getting four thousand gold coins would not be too difficult.
Of course, no amount of gold is more valuable than one's own life. If he judged that Passamacodi did not intend to let him go, he would naturally run away decisively.
After carefully weighing the situation in her mind, Chris returned to the port with unease.
Because the know-it-all had taken him to a very far place before, it took Chris quite a bit of time to get here.
The port of Tongue is filled with hundreds of sails, reportedly because the island of Shoepad has recently refused to allow navigation, and all the ships that originally intended to go to that mainland island are now forced to sail to the Blois peninsula.
Chris strode toward his boat's berth, intending to check out the area first.
If Passamacodi were on the ship, Chris would decide whether to meet with him based on the latter's current mood.
But when he got closer, he realized that something seemed amiss.
At that moment, on his ship, a soldier in iron armor stood by the railing of the deck.
Why were the soldiers there?
Chris's eyes were filled with confusion, and he immediately began to observe his surroundings.
He then noticed that two longships full of marines were moored in the harbor!
Connecting the two scenes reveals that these two ships came specifically for Chris's ship!
Suddenly, Chris saw several soldiers carrying two blood-soaked men off his ship.
Chris recognized the two men; they were among Passamacodi's subordinates brought to the continent of Ancent!
It is clear that the two green-eyed men had a violent confrontation with the soldiers and were eventually subdued.
Chris instantly realized that these soldiers weren't just there for show; they had a specific mission!
Passamacodi's subordinates are all powerful green-eyed warriors.
Since both of them were taken down, it means that there must have been a strong attacker among the attackers.
Just as Chris was thinking this, a warrior dressed in silver helmet and armor followed at the back of the soldiers' column and stepped off the ship.
Chris was certain that this guy was definitely a knight!
He immediately analyzed the current situation and concluded that the ship absolutely could not be returned to!
So he immediately turned around, intending to leave this place of trouble first.
Chris was afraid to take the main road, so he chose to go through the alley.
As he walked to the middle of the alley, he suddenly heard a figure:
"Stop!"
He also realized that it wasn't the Kingdom's language, but Green Eyes' language!
Chris turned around, and sure enough, the person behind him was his brother-in-law, Passamacodi.
Passamacodi, along with the rest of his men, approached Chris in a rage and grabbed him by the collar:
"You betrayed us!"
“I didn’t,” Chris replied. “Otherwise, why would I hide?”
Passamacodi seemed to agree with Chris, so he asked:
"Who are those people?"
"I have no idea."
"Then why did they board the ship and attack my people?"
"I have no idea."
Passamacodi reached out his large hand and pinned Chris against the wall.
Chris felt like he could barely breathe: "I really don't know, cough cough, I didn't betray you, I..."
But he's your sister's husband!
Upon hearing this, Passamacodi's temples bulged with veins:
"Don't mention my sister! Do you think I don't know? You sleep with other women every night."
"Damn it," Chris thought, "how did he know? I was so careful to keep it a secret."
But now that he knows the truth, continuing to deny it will only invite more dissatisfaction.
Chris immediately changed the subject: "Killing me now will not do you any good."
Passamacodi finally released his grip and threw Chris to the ground:
"That day, weren't you the one who framed me?"
"That day?"
"The day I met that goatee."
In his conversation with Passamacodi, the goatee can only refer to one person—the know-it-all!
Chris couldn't help but ask, "Did you see him again after that?"
Passamacodi looked slightly puzzled, but seemed to quickly realize what was going on, staring at Chris's face.
He didn't answer, but Chris, who was good at reading people, judged that they had indeed met!
Then, Passamacodi said to Chris:
Give me my money back.
Chris was shocked. If they discovered in this atmosphere that Chris had lost almost all his wealth, he would definitely not see the sun rise the next day.
He immediately tried to struggle: "You don't speak the royal language, so these gold coins are useless to you."
“But I can’t leave it in your hands either,” Passamacodi said. “You’re no longer someone I can trust.”
"Please believe me, I'm your relative, I would never betray you!"
"Hand it over!"
"this-"
Passamacodi seemed a little impatient. He raised his chin, and his men stepped forward and began to thoroughly search Chris's body.
Chris tried to persuade them to stop, but ultimately failed.
His purse was stolen, and Passamacodi opened it in front of him, counted the money, and then asked him:
"Why is there only so little?"
Chris was speechless and unconsciously took a step back.
Passamacodi was clearly consumed by rage, and he drew his sword in front of Chris.
Oh my god...
Am I going to die here? Chris’s eyes trembled. But I have clearly reached the ascent of destiny. My future should not be like this!
"Inside!"
Just then, a voice suddenly appeared behind Passamacodi; it was in the Kingdom language.
Chris immediately recognized them as regular soldiers in armor!
Chris had never loved these soldiers who represented justice and the law as much as he did at this moment.
They immediately clashed with the green-eyed man, and Chris took the opportunity to leave quickly.
Sure enough, Chris thought, "I'm not meant to die!"
My rise should not have stopped there. Where did things go wrong?
Just then, Chris suddenly realized that there was a common name involved in all these changes: Know-It-All!
Know-It-All knew the source of the spices, had met with Passamacodi in private, and persuaded Chris to participate in futures trading.
Just now, the know-it-all led him on a detour.
If Chris hadn't wasted so much time on the road, he could have returned to the ship much sooner, and then he would at least have had a chance to escape by boat.
Damn bastard! Chris finally realized, he tricked me, preventing me from returning to the deck in time!
Chris should have reached the pinnacle of his destiny and been enjoying wealth and glory, instead of continuing the cycle of the past, surrounded by danger.
And it was that know-it-all, that son of a bitch, who caused him to fall into the cycle again!
"One day! Chris swears, I'll kill you! Just like I'll kill that kid someday!"
But what's done is done, and Chris can't change the facts.
Once you fall back into the cycle of fate, climbing out again will likely not be so easy.
Since that's the case, you forced me to do this. Chris gathered his power as he walked, and then he would interpret the power once again!
He attempted to interpret the future using the advanced methods described in "The Guide to Destiny Interpretation," and listened to the answers he received.
"Wizard's Staff—"
"northwest-"
The directions given by fate will be more precise, but that's not all; he will also know what kind of ending he will receive.
The mouthpiece of fate continues to utter words:
"Elders—"
Wizard's staff, Northwest, Elders—these three words undoubtedly point to the same place: the perpetually frozen continent.
The frozen continent is a gathering place for wizards. This continent is located in the northwest of the Blois Peninsula, and the elders—
"Hahaha."
Chris suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, unable to stop.
The regime in that cold land was called a "community," and the highest authority in the community was called a elder.
In other words...
Kerry was going crazy with excitement: I'm going to be king!