Chapter 385: Probability Die

Lei Kedun twitched the corner of his mouth and casually scanned the shop for a while.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the plump beast‑tamer bend down, rummage through the counter, hand over a few light‑blue vials, and blinked with a "I get you" expression, saying:

"Alright, I have to go out today, so I'm closing up. I have a few leftover potions left; you know how to use them—just bring them to your nose and sniff, very convenient."

"Or you could pour the medicine into a snuff bottle, so no one knows you need to take it for fun, but that's hard to store and wastes most of the liquid."

Lei Kedun fell silent for a moment, then casually pulled out several one‑pound notes from his pocket and handed them over.

"Hey—partner! That's too little money, only enough for one bottle," he muttered with a slightly dissatisfied tone on his round face.

"Then one bottle it is," Lei Kedun said evenly.

He felt his facial control was about to break down and that he shouldn't have come; he would just wait for this fellow to pull out the Probability Die.

"Fine—honestly, I thought I could clear out all the remaining stock. I couldn't even finish it myself."

The plump apothecary muttered, handed a light‑blue vial to Lei Kedun, and shoved the rest into his own pocket.

Lei Kedun took the small blue vial, turned, and left the herb shop, his figure gradually blending into the darkness of the alley outside.

The plump apothecary glanced toward Lei Kedun's direction, curled his lip and muttered, "What an impolite fellow; are all the seafaring adventurers this low‑class now?"

Behind the plump apothecary, a chubby owl perched on the counter lowered its voice and said warily:

"Da Ke Wei Er, that person was terrifying. I only observed him for a while, and I felt my own emotions start to rise abnormally," it said.

"I know, that fellow is probably an extraordinary one; his vitality and spirit are highly active, far beyond ordinary people."

"Bai Ya Mu is getting more dangerous; I must leave, old man."

"The old man probably won't have any trouble; he's been captured for so long that if something were to happen, it would have happened already. Besides, I don't have the ability to rescue him from the Governor's Office."

"Sigh~"

Da Ke Wei Er muttered, then let out a sigh.

He stood there blankly for two minutes, then, as if making a significant decision, gave his somewhat round head a firm tap.

He hastily stuffed some items into his village shaman's robe, slung the chubby owl onto his shoulder, closed the shop door, and crossed a shadow to exit the alley.

After he left the alley, the shadow beyond the reach of light twisted suddenly, and Lei Kedun, who had just left the folk herb shop, emerged from it.

"Looks like I arrived just in time," he said to himself with a smile, then stepped out of the alley.

Following his spiritual intuition, he strolled to Enmate Street.

Just as he reached the street entrance, a carriage sped past, and a milky‑white die tumbled and rolled to his feet, landing with a single dot facing up.

Poof! The thud of a heavy object hit the ground a moment later. Lei Kedun lifted his eyes slightly and saw Da Ke Wei Er, who had just sold him the aphrodisiac, stumble in an unbelievable manner, crash to the street, dazed and unable to get up.

"Heh," Lei Kedun chuckled lightly, bent down to pick up the die with the dot facing up.

The instant his finger brushed the die, the dazed Da Ke Wei Er lunged forward a short distance, his chubby palm slapping Lei Kedun's forearm.

The milky die rolled out of his hand, landing two or three meters away, its glaring dot stubbornly pointing upward.

Refuse me? It's already at my feet; I thought you wanted it in my hand. Lei Kedun straightened his back, his gaze fixed on the die with the single dot, while staying alert for any danger. "What are you doing? That's mine!"

Da Ke Wei Er's round face twisted in a grimace of pain; he thrust his chubby right hand and clutched the hem of Lei Kedun's black robe.

Having seen the one‑pound die he bought about to be taken, he panicked, thrust his body forward, and accidentally twisted his waist.

Boom!

A silvery bolt of lightning shot out of the sky and struck straight down.

At the instant his intuition warned him, Lei Kedun tried to step away, but the hem of his robe was yanked by Da Ke Wei Er, halting his movement.

A pale blue flame ignited around him like a cage; the silvery lightning fell, solidifying within the blue fire, then erupted in a violent explosion.

Boom! Zila~ tiny silvery sparks spread outward, accompanied by a sizzling sound.

The ground directly ahead of Lei Kedun turned charred, with bricks and stones blown apart.

Da Ke Wei Er, who had been clutching his calf, was now scorched and trembling, wisps of white smoke and a burnt odor rising from him.

Lei Kedun remained rooted in his previous stance, unmoving. Though he had shifted the lightning's strike point, the errant electric serpents still delivered a strong numbing effect.

The lightning's intensity is unusually high; it couldn't be natural—did they spot me? That seems impossible; otherwise it wouldn't be just a single strike.

While he pondered, the surrounding pedestrians skillfully avoided the area, quickly ducking into houses and watching from doors and windows.

The people of Luosi De Qundao have become adept at evading sudden situations; in this matter, I was indispensable, Lei Kedun thought calmly to himself.

A nearby patrolling officer saw the scene, ran over, and pressed his right hand cautiously on his gun holster, then asked from a short distance, "What are you doing? What happened here?"

"I think we should take this gentleman to the hospital first; he's been badly injured by that lightning."

"As for what happened, probably just a random lightning strike!"

Lei Kedun glanced at the officer, then pointed at Da Ke Wei Er, whose hand still clutched his robe's hem.

The officer's gaze at Lei Kedun was filled with caution, as if looking at a terrifying terrorist; his legs involuntarily stepped back a few more steps, and he said sternly, "Stay here; other officers and medics will arrive shortly."

This is the sea, where people generally worship the Storm Lord; a random lightning strike is usually deemed to have angered the Storm Lord, a divine punishment.

"Alright," Lei Kedun gave a slight nod, tugged his black robe, and pulled the hem free from Da Ke Wei Er's grasp.

A hesitant, surprised and fearful gaze lingered on him.

Lei Kedun turned his head, followed the gaze, and saw on a streetlamp on one side of the road a plump owl whose eyes were filled with human‑like emotion, studying him.

He gave the owl a slight smile, then took a somewhat stiff step toward the gas streetlamp where it perched.

The earlier lightning strike sent the Probability Die flying again; it landed here, and Lei Kedun's gaze fixed on that glaring dot.

He was now certain the die was deliberately troubling him, trying to drive him away with relentless misfortune, perhaps even kill him—did it sense danger from him, or was there another reason? "Stand still, don't move!"

Behind him, the officer who had been watching him seemed to sense danger and quickly drew his gun.

(End of Chapter)