Roman's prophecy.

As the most prestigious store in Coney Island Space Interstellar Park, Roman's prophecy door is crowded every day, and there is an endless stream of earthlings and aliens looking for Roman to predict his life's fate, wealth, and love every day, and they must make an appointment in advance and queue up to finally meet Roman, the greatest prophet in history.

Today, however, Roman's Prophecy store has a closed sign in front of it, and there is no one outside the store except for a few tourists who are standing on their toes.

As soon as he came to the door of Roman's prophecy shop, Lu Fei faintly felt a hint of ominous aura, Lu Fei strode towards Roman's prophecy, the door of Roman's prophecy shop was not locked, Lu Fei just opened it with a light push.

Walking into Roman's prophecy, the first thing Lu Fei saw was a short man dressed in Indian attire with his eyes closed and an unusually serious expression sitting cross-legged on a red sandalwood short-legged long table, this person was the great prophet Roman that Lu Fei had seen on the cover of the magazine before.

Feeling Lu Fei's arrival, the prophet Roman suddenly opened his shrewd eyes.

"You are Roman, the greatest prophet of all time?" Lu Fei opened the chatterbox and asked knowingly.

"I am Roman, and Roman is me." Roman said, "The greatest prophet of all time is not afraid to be the greatest prophet, I can only predict things that ordinary people cannot predict." ”

"Since you are known as the greatest prophet of all time, you must have great prophetic abilities." Lu Fei said.

"Basically, there is nothing I can't predict, but there is a destiny in the dark, and usually I can't change what I predict." Roman said with a sigh.

"I came here to find that your store was closed with a sign that was closed, I think you must have predicted something ominous, right?" Lu Fei asked.

"That's right, the store was closed because I had predicted death." Roman said frankly, "This death will affect me. ”

"Since it will affect you, why don't you hide?" Lu Fei asked puzzled.

"Because I'm waiting for someone." Roman said.

"Waiting for whom?" Lu Fei asked.

"Waiting for you." Roman said.

"Wait for me?" Lu Fei thought he had misheard, "How do you know I'm coming?" How do you know you'll wait for me? ”

"Because I am Roman the Prophet." Roman said unceremoniously, "I have predicted death, and this death will eventually affect me, but before this death comes, you will first find me, and my mission here is to wait for your arrival." ”

"Mission?" Lu Fei was puzzled, "I still don't understand, since you have predicted death, and this death will affect you, why don't you hide or find a way to stop it, aren't you afraid ......of death?"

"Time is running out." Roman interrupted Lu Fei's words and said, "Every member of our Roman family is born for faith, every member of our Roman family has their own mission, even if they face death, they are not afraid, when my father Roman was killed by the beast Boris on Coney Island, he actually knew that he would die here, but he did not fear fleeing because he knew his death in advance, because his mission is also here, and now it is the same for me, because my mission is also here, Every member of our Roman family will not turn their backs on their mission, it may be that God has given us the unique talents and responsibilities of this race, we are born with the ability to predict the future, the members of our race have survival time from the birth arm, and the length of survival time determines the length of our life, and now, my survival time is close to the red dot, and my life is about to disappear. ”

Roman said and rolled up his sleeves, only to see that his entire left arm from the wrist up to the shoulder was a tube similar to metal transparent, this tubular arm from the shoulder to the shoulder like a green bamboo tube, down to the elbow turned yellow, and then down to the wrist is a striking red dot, and the tube seems to be some transparent liquid flowing, all the liquid is slowly flowing to the eye-catching red dot, at the same time, this tubular arm is also flashing a series of numbers, These numbers are like the beating time of an electronic watch, and the time displayed by these numbers is exactly the time that Roman said that the members of the Roman family are born to have, when the transparent liquid completely touches the red dot, all the numbers of the survival time will be displayed as zero, then it is the moment when the life of the Roman family member dies, that is, the time of death.

Every member of the Roman family is born with a preknowledge of their own death, and their survival time exists in an inherent pattern that cannot be changed.

When Lu Fei looked at it, he was shocked to find that the remaining survival time on Roman's arm was less than a minute, which meant that in less than a minute, Roman's life was about to disappear from this world.

At this moment, Lu Fei suddenly heard a gunshot outside the door.

Lu Fei's face changed abruptly, and he sensed the danger coming.

"Haha, the prophesied death is finally coming." Roman's voice, which had long predicted that he was about to die, suddenly became more tired than ever.

Lu Fei rushed out of the door like a leopard, and a corpse fell on the beach not far away.

This was an unusually tall and burly corpse, and after Lu Fei arrived, the corpse's head door suddenly opened automatically.

A little man the size of an egg let out the last sigh of his life in the corpse's skull.

It turned out to be an alien.

This tall, burly human shell is nothing more than a puppet manipulation performed by this tiny alien inside its skull.

The little alien only spoke a word and stopped breathing.

The egg-sized alien said, "I'm Roman's friend, Roman...... There is danger! ”

As soon as he heard this, Lu Fei already understood something, and immediately rushed to Roman's prophecy shop.

When Lu Fei came to Roman's prophecy shop, it was already too late.

Roman's body lay on a red sandalwood table, blood staining the table and dripping to the floor.

Roman's survival time on his arm shows zero, indicating that his life has come to an end.

But Roman's death was not a normal death, he had a short knife stuck in his forehead, and this short knife was the real cause of Roman's death.

Roman, known as the greatest prophet in history, may have predicted his own death and the manner of his death.

But as a member of the Prophet Roman family, Roman, like his father Roman Sr., was born for faith and died for his mission, which is the ultimate belief of their Roman family members.

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