bookbashuk Chapter 13 Pets and Divination
Chapter 13 Pets and Divination
That afternoon, Lorne sat alone in his hotel room, feeling somewhat lost.
"So you're alright?" He looked down at his unharmed body.
The whole day was peaceful and uneventful, and he received no warnings from fate.
"No, this is just the beginning. Only half a day has passed. At the speed of a steam train, that silver-haired woman may have already caught up with Tingen."
"What should I do now?"
Lorne wanted to go out and hide, but then he changed his mind because he was in an unfamiliar place.
He planned to stay at the hotel for a week first, so as not to waste the money.
"Awoo~"
Lorne held the orange cat in his arms, absentmindedly petting it.
"Look at you, I've already given you food, why are you still so greedy? You even went to find something to drink, and of all things to drink, you had to drink magic potions."
"Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?"
Lorne was chatting with the cat in a dejected tone, but it sounded more like he was talking to himself than chatting.
"Meow?" A cat's innocent face stared at Lorne.
"Sigh, yeah, why should I argue with a cat?"
"But since we're going to adopt you, we need to give you a name. Just calling you cat isn't enough."
That's what he said, but actually Lorne just wanted to use the naming issue to distract himself.
"What name should I choose?" Lorne pondered.
Is it Mimi, Xiaohuang, or Xiaomiao?
Forget it, this is too Chinese, it doesn't fit the style of this world at all.
"If I were to come up with these kinds of names, it might just expose my identity as a transmigrator." Lorne rejected his initial idea.
But he also felt somewhat uncomfortable with a purely Rune-style name.
"Awooo..."
"Don't move around!" Lorne said with some displeasure, looking at the orange cat Lorne making a mess in his arms. "I finally managed to wash you clean, don't get you dirty again."
After bringing it back, Lorne forgot to bathe it because of the potion incident. By the time he realized it, it already had fleas on it.
I found myself petting an unwashed stray cat for two days without even realizing it.
Neither he nor the original owner of this body had ever seen this thing before. Lorne, who was seeing a flea for the first time in both his lives, was devastated when he scratched a flea off his head.
The thought of being licked on the face by this cat while still asleep gave him goosebumps.
He immediately took the cat to the bathroom and gave it a good "torture".
It was only then that he realized it was a female cat.
"Look at you, before you took a bath you looked like you were picked up from a garbage dump... Well, you were a stray cat to begin with, so you probably looked pretty much the same."
"So, what name should we choose?"
"Trash..." Lorne suddenly thought of something.
Trash...Pull-on...Lucky
"Lucky! Lucky!" Lorne's eyes lit up.
Should we just call it "Lucky"?
No, let's change it...
"You can call yourself Lucky," Lorne decided, using a pun on the name.
However, the name Rachi unexpectedly fits the naming habits of the Rune people when naming their pets.
"Rachi, your name, do you understand?" Lorne said solemnly, staring into the orange cat's eyes.
"Meow~" The orange cat just looked at him and nodded slightly.
"Never mind, it'll probably understand after I call it a few more times." Although the orange cat made a humane gesture, Lorne didn't think it could understand what he was saying.
A cat is a cat; even if it drinks a magic potion, it only becomes an extraordinary cat.
"An extraordinary cat? Not a bad idea. Maybe I can write this concept into a book if I ever become a plagiarist." Lorne nodded, quite satisfied with his brilliant idea.
"Laki, I hope you can bring me good luck, just like your name suggests." After resolving the pet's name issue, he returned to his desk.
"I'm just idling around anyway."
Lorne took out the materials he had previously bought from the "Eye of Wisdom." He hadn't finished reading them on the train, but now that he had time, he planned to continue studying them.
For the next few days, Lorne spent his time in the hotel in a state of constant anxiety, which greatly reduced his learning efficiency.
Even so, he still learned a lot, among which divination was the most interesting to him.
Lorne was familiar with the word divination, but he had heard the word fortune telling more often than divination.
When I was traveling through Lorne, a roommate who liked mysticism encouraged me to try tarot card readings a few times, and I also tried palmistry and face reading, which were more Chinese-style readings.
At that time, I didn't feel any pressure, so I still had the energy to learn a few tricks from my roommate.
But as for accuracy? It can't be said to be absolutely precise, but it can only be said to be completely irrelevant to reality.
"Back then, I even took my roommate's pet turtle and did a fortune telling using its shell." Lorne recalled his past life with some emotion.
"The mysticism of this world is real, and divination might actually be useful." Lorne was somewhat tempted as he looked at the information about divination in the documents.
The information about divination in the materials is too comprehensive, from simple judgments of right and wrong to identification of items, and even predictions of various future events... It feels like divination is omnipotent.
"But if divination were really that accurate, there wouldn't be stocks, bonds, or gambling games that rely on luck in this world."
His thinking was not without reason. Even if this was a world with supernatural powers, the actual effectiveness of such an all-encompassing and easily mastered method, which was also known to the public, was indeed questionable.
But if divination really works, then he might be able to clearly understand his situation and wouldn't have to live in constant fear.
"I don't have any of these things!" Lorne looked at the pendulum, astrological chart, and tarot cards listed in the information, but he didn't have any of them.
The only method that doesn't require props is a divination method called dream divination. However, the information about this method is not detailed, and it sounds too arbitrary, lacking any clear or identifiable details.
Lorne expressed doubt about its accuracy.
"By the way, is palmistry useful in this world?" Lorne thought of the palmistry skills he learned from his roommate before he transmigrated.
"If mysticism is real, then palmistry should also be considered mysticism, right?" Lorne was a little unsure whether Eastern mysticism was useful in this Western world, but he still stretched out his hand and examined it carefully.
"His lifeline was rather short; no wonder he died suddenly."
"Your career line looks good; you're destined for wealth."
The love lines are a bit messy, though; he seems destined to be a scumbag. I don't think the original owner of this body had ever been in a relationship before, right?
Lorne analyzed his novice hands using his half-baked fortune-telling knowledge.
"But is this really my own fate?" Lorne was uncertain, after all, he had transmigrated, and this hand was no longer his own. Could palmistry still be accurate then?
"No, this thing can't be disproven." Lorne thought and thought but couldn't come up with a solution.
"It seems I should consult a professional fortune teller."