The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 541 - 285: Little Seagull Magic: Predictive Miracle_3
”Number four,” Li Yuntang chose one.

And Su Xiaoou dealt the first card to the right of Li Yuntang, ”Pick another.”

”Number one.”

”Pick another.”

”Number two.”

”Okay, you chose the sequence four, one, two, three, right?” Su Xiaoou spoke quickly, and then she rapidly dealt cards in that sequence in front of Li Yuntang until she finished all the cards in her hand.

Now, in front of Li Yuntang, there were four piles of playing cards.

”Fate is like that, once you’ve set your heart on someone, no matter how they change, you can recognize them,” Su Xiaoou said, then she revealed the sides of the four stacks of cards.

There were four miniature ”JS”s, which looked quite magical.

”This...” Li Yuntang was truly shocked; this scene was beyond her expectations, and reflecting on what Su Xiaoou had just said, she felt something quite unique.

The audience also erupted in applause, clearly stunned by the wondrous effect.

Danmu:

”Holy crap!”

”Apprentices can do magic now!”

”Where do I sign up? I want to learn magic too!”

Su Xiaoou then gestured with her hand, signaling for the live audience to quiet down, and then casually picked up two decks of cards, performing a perfect shuffle (previously shown in Chapter 256).

After three consecutive perfect shuffles, the deck returned from four to one, its side appearing once again under the camera.

”And he is still the same; the soul doesn’t lie,” Su Xiaoou said with a smile, continuing in a mysterious tone, ”Miss Li, do you remember the text message I sent you before the performance started?”

”I remember,” nodded Li Yuntang, her gaze falling onto her wristwatch, ”Can I check it now?”

”Yes, that’s right, please view it under the camera along with all the audience,” Su Xiaoou smiled.

Li Yuntang nodded seriously, she slowly opened her wristwatch, deploying the Simulated Light Screen, as if performing something sacred and great.

Soon, the text message appeared on the Simulated Light Screen.

The timestamp at the top displayed ”20:06,” the time Su Xiaoou sent the message.

Jiang Shu turned to look at the clock behind him; it showed 20:13, the entire magic act had been condensed into seven minutes. Although it was not the five minutes Su Xiaoou mentioned, the pace was indeed fast.

Text message:

”Welcome to the text message edited by the great magician apprentice Su Xiaoou, the following content is her prediction for tonight’s events. Firstly, the year you’ll see is 2087, although I think you’ll find something odd there. Secondly, your banknote will end up in Cup number two, won’t it? Lastly, out of ten thousand possible banknote sequences, why does the one in your hand just happen to end in 3681?”

”What?” Li Yuntang finished reading the message, hastily unfolded her hundred yuan note, and quickly located the serial number.

At the end of a long series of numbers, printed there was ”3681”!

These were serial numbers, not the year of issue; each bill was unique!

As the message said, there were ten thousand possibilities; how did Su Xiaoou predict this?!

Jiang Shu also displayed a look of astonishment, feeling somewhat beyond his expectations.

Moreover, his gaze lingered on the ”(1/2)” and ”(2/2)” at the end of the message for a moment.

These seemed to be automatically generated due to the length of the text message, apparently serving to divide the message into two parts.

”Discovering the secret behind the year shows that you have a clear mind and quick reaction; you are a clever woman,” Su Xiaoou started her next line of patter, ”But being clever doesn’t solve everything. You haven’t even noticed that lately your subconscious has been thinking about someone.”

Li Yuntang, hearing this, cast a puzzled look towards Su Xiaoou.

”Do you remember that magician in your imagination?” Su Xiaoou smiled softly, her expression gentle, like a master guiding a lost lamb, ”Your subconscious ultimately chose Cup number two. Centered, neither biased nor impartial. So, you don’t need to have strange emotions about your heart’s expectations, don’t deliberately get close, nor resist, just follow your inner thoughts.”

Li Yuntang blinked, seemingly not quite understanding what Su Xiaoou was saying, but as she slightly lowered her gaze, she seemed to ponder deeply.

”Moreover, 3681 is also a magical number, 36 is the square of 6, and 81 is the square of 9,” Su Xiaoou wrote this number in the air with her finger, continuing her elaborate speech, ”Both are squares, suggesting you maintain integrity and not be flustered by inexplicable emotions inside, nor care about worldly views, listen to your own heart’s call, and do what you think is right.”

”This is the guidance this prediction offers you,” Su Xiaoou’s face remained calm and serene.

”I understand,” Li Yuntang mused, smiling at Su Xiaoou, ”Thank you.”

”You’re welcome,” Su Xiaoou maintained her masterful demeanor, nodding slightly.

Danmu:

”Master Su! I’m enlightened!”

”Holy shit, Jiang Shu, you said you don’t do magic? Your disciple can predict the future and guide the lost!”

”Such a terrifying pair of master and apprentice.”

Suddenly, Su Xiaoou stood up again, she spoke aloud: ”You think it ends here? No, as I said, I will predict everything tonight; there’s still one thing not mentioned in that text message.”

”Hmm?” Li Yuntang turned her curious gaze toward Su Xiaoou.

Could there be something even more spectacular?

At that moment, Su Xiaoou suddenly took off her coat, pointing at the large letters printed on the shirt she wore underneath.

Two simplest letters.

”J” and ”S.”

That set off the atmosphere in the entire studio.

”In this world, perhaps there really is such a thing as fate,” Su Xiaoou smiled cryptically before the camera, then she shrugged, ”Who knows about such things?”

Everyone cheered for Su Xiaoou, the rising magician, except for Jiang Shu, whose face turned a bit dark.

Because Liu Tingruo’s face also turned a bit dark.