Chapter 37: This isn't predicting the future, it's clearly X-ray vision!

Facing the skepticism, Fang Xiu continued, "Miss Shen, your ability is to control fire, and your measurements are 85, 63, 80."

Shen Lingxue's expression immediately turned sour: My ability isn't a secret; anyone who's been around the spirit tamers' circle has heard something about it. As for the measurements, a rough guess is possible just by looking, though most people aren't as accurate as you."

"Miss Shen, there's another secret about you that no one knows. Should I reveal it?" Fang Xiu asked.

Li Wenhao perked up instantly.

"Speak! I have no secrets I can't share," Shen Lingxue said defiantly.

"Miss Shen, you have an extreme obsession with pink. Your underwear and lingerie are all pink, and you even have a pink... tattooed on your body..."

Boom!

A burst of intense flames erupted from Shen Lingxue's fair hands, and a wave of heat swept across the entire room.

She glared at Fang Xiu in extreme shame and anger: You're not some kind of fortune-teller; you're clearly just a telepath!

You and Zhao Hao are two of a kind; neither of you are good people!"

Facing the intense flames, Fang Xiu calmly said, "First, let me clarify: the ability to foresee the future isn't what you think it is. It doesn't allow me to know everything that will happen in the future. Sometimes, I can only see fragmented scenes.

For example, last night I saw a vision of the two of you coming here, so I expended my spiritual energy to foresee your arrival.

I also saw some other visions related to the two of you and gained some information.

I saw Mr. Li taking out a love letter and studying it repeatedly one late night, and I saw Miss Shen tidying up her underwear at home."

Shen Lingxue slowly extinguished the flames, but the hostility in her eyes did not fade. She felt that Fang Xiu must have seen more than just these things, after all, the tattoo was on...

"What you're saying now can't be proven. This isn't true precognition of the future."

"Then what do you think constitutes precognition of the future?"

Shen Lingxue thought for a moment: "The winning lottery numbers tonight!"

Fang Xiu nodded, then took a piece of paper and a pen, wrote down a string of numbers, and handed it to Shen Lingxue.

Shen Lingxue looked at the numbers on her hand with suspicion.

"Miss Shen, let me tell you in advance: the future is not set in stone. Every action you take now will cause the future to change. For example, if you use your authority at the Investigation Bureau to change today's winning numbers, then the numbers I wrote down naturally won't win. So, if you want to verify the accuracy of the numbers, don't do anything that could affect the future, and definitely don't buy the lottery tickets."

Fang Xiu spoke calmly, giving off an air of absolute certainty, as if he truly knew the future.

In reality, he was just making it up. His real plan was to die and reset after watching the lottery results tonight.

Shen Lingxue saw how confident Fang Xiu was and had already believed him halfway.

But she still questioned him, "Fang Xiu, I hope what you're saying is true. If I find out the numbers didn't win, that means you're lying to me, and you..."

Fang Xiu interrupted her, "If they don't win, I'll take the blame."

Shen Lingxue was taken aback; she hadn't expected Fang Xiu to be so confident.

At that moment, Li Wenhao also came over to look at the numbers. He studied them for a moment and suddenly let out a soft exclamation.

"Huh! That's not right! Shouldn't the lottery numbers be seven digits? Why are yours only six digits?"

"Huh!? Seven digits? Are you sure?" Shen Lingxue asked doubtfully.

"Of course I'm sure. I've bought it many times before."

"Fang Xiu, you're lying to me!" Shen Lingxue immediately flew into a rage. The lottery numbers are seven digits long, but you wrote six digits. How could this possibly win?

To everyone's surprise, Fang Xiu walked over calmly, picked up a pen, and casually added a 1 at the end of the six-digit number.

He put down the pen and said to the stunned pair, "Sorry, I accidentally left out a number earlier. Now it's correct. Tonight's winning numbers will be these."

Watching Fang Xiu act so confident and casual, Shen Lingxue and the others felt like their intelligence was being mocked.

Actually, it wasn't Fang Xiu's fault. He hadn't bought many lottery tickets in his two lifetimes, so how could he remember how many digits there were?

"If you can see the future, how could you have missed writing it down?" Shen Lingxue clearly didn't believe him.

"What you should do now is wait, not question. When the truth comes out, all doubts will vanish." Fang Xiu remained as confident as ever.

At that moment, Shen Lingxue suddenly said, "If you can truly foresee the future, why wait for the lottery results? You could have predicted what I'm about to do next."

Fang Xiu calmly looked at her: "Do you think, as a first-tier Spirit Tamer, I can predict the future multiple times? Besides, why should I prove it to you? Are you high-ranking officials from the Investigation Bureau?

After I prove it to you now, do I still have to prove it to the higher-ups at the Investigation Bureau?

Sorry, I can only predict the future; I'm not all-knowing."

"You!" Shen Lingxue's eyebrows shot up in anger.

Li Wenhao, standing nearby, quickly intervened: "Investigator Shen, please calm down. We'll know the results tonight anyway. Mr. Fang, let's talk about your previous experience in the mysterious realm at Bai Liu Academy."

Fang Xiu nodded: "That mysterious realm is called Qing Shan Mental Hospital."

"Qingshan Mental Hospital?" Li Wenhao looked puzzled.

Shen Lingxue snorted coldly, "Naming the mysterious realm is the Investigation Bureau's responsibility."

Fang Xiu ignored her and continued, "Qingshan Mental Hospital appeared suddenly, overlapping with the sales office of Bai Liu Academy. By the time we noticed, everyone had already entered the hospital's interior."

"Mr. Fang, why do you insist it's a mental hospital?"

"Because this mysterious domain is a hospital, and I saw a sign inside that read 'Qingshan Mental Hospital.'"

Fang Xiu then briefly recounted what had happened in the mysterious domain, but he did not reveal too much, as he was only a first-tier spirit master, and even though his ability was to foresee the future, he could not do so carelessly.

Of course, he omitted the matter of the scalpel, a valuable mysterious artifact that could cause unnecessary trouble if it were to be revealed.

After a long time.

After hearing the story, Shen Lingxue and the others fell into deep thought.

"Fang Xiu, are you saying that in the mysterious realm of the Bai Liu Academy, besides the strange female doctor and the one who manipulates dreams, there might be other strange entities? Did you foresee that?"

Shen Lingxue was stubborn; even now, she insisted on referring to the Qing Shan Mental Hospital as the Bai Liu Academy's mysterious realm.

Fang Xiu was not surprised; spirit masters were inherently mentally twisted individuals, though some were more severe than others.

Shen Lingxue was still better off—she didn't exhibit tendencies toward murder or brutality. She was merely arrogant, domineering, quick-tempered, stubborn, petty, difficult to get along with, arrogant, and overly suspicious... just a few minor flaws.