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Seeing the information displayed on the panel, Martin shook his head secretly.

Things are indeed good things.

Unfortunately, this thing is impossible to use at all.

Judging from the description given by the system, Martin speculates that only the extraordinary people of the sequence of fate can control it.

And judging from the name, this item should have some background.

According to Martin's experience, ordinary extraordinary items often have only one simple name.

Such introductions with "someone" in the introduction are often special items and the level is not too low.

For example, the He in his hands and the ones in Tiya's hands all belong to this category.

The realm of fate is often considered the most mysterious sequence, and Martin deeply understands this from this thing.

Even the system cannot even peek at the purpose of this thing, which shows its particularity.

Fortunately, its previous owner is here. I believe that as long as you are patient and use more clever means, Mr. Fento should not refuse to inform the function of the dice.

Moreover, there was another important reason why Martin decided to give this thing to Doriani.

Martin recalled the weird rolling of the dice.

When the dice was about to stop, he also thought the points would stop at five o'clock.

In that case, judging from Fendo's actions, the dice should have some kind of escape function.

But at the last moment, the dice unexpectedly turned to three points.

That is very abnormal.

But Martin didn't feel any external force involved.

It was like turning the dice at three o'clock and staying it on purpose.

Only Doriani was present at that time, who was the extraordinary person in the realm of fate.

So Martin suspects that it is choosing its own master...

Of course, these are just Martin's guesses, and there is no conclusive evidence.

On the pier, the crowds watching the fun gradually dispersed and soon returned to normal order.

On the carriage, Doriyani took the dice, wiped it clean with paper, put it in the palm of his hand and looked it carefully.

"What do you think?"

After two minutes, Martin couldn't help asking.

Doriani pursed her lips, frowned with uncertainty, and whispered: "I can't say it either, but I always feel that this thing has an inexplicable...intimacy."

Feeling intimacy?

That's right!

No wonder at the last moment, the dice stopped at three instead of five.

Its original owner said they cheated.

After all, it belongs to the realm of fate like you, but I don’t know what kind of power it is. This dice chooses a new owner by itself.

Martin was also a little curious about the role of dice, but it was only curious.

He hasn't even figured out the specific function of the quill pen in his hand!

Of course, I don’t have more thoughts to get to the bottom of other things.

Besides, this is an extraordinary item from the Destiny series, and the level is not low.

Martin was a little worried every time he thought of something about a quill.

It is certainly good to use quills to enter and exit the island of the Spirit World, but Martin always feels that this is not the correct way to use quills.

But he has to advance quickly to figure out...

After returning to the lounge and chatting, Alder became interested in Fendo's methods of making money.

"The dice has only six numbers. The probability of the number you want is one-sixth each time you shake it. If it adds up three times, shouldn't the probability be half?"

Alder said to Martin in confusion.

Martin was originally not interested in explaining the probabilistic theory knowledge to him for such funny people who had no mathematical foundation.

After all, such things that are contrary to human intuition can sometimes be difficult to accept.

Because this wrong idea has long been deeply rooted, and to correct it is equivalent to subverting the other party's worldview.

However, in order to improve experience, Martin still patiently organized some language in his mind.

He said patiently to Alder: "You are considering the single situation of each dice, the first time, one-sixth, and the second time,"

"But in the practical problem, these single-time situations have partial overlap... This is the loophole that the scammers exploit."

After talking for a long time, Martin felt that he had explained it clearly enough, but after looking at the panel, he had not yet obtained even a single point of experience value.

Martin couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at Alder's head.

He suddenly realized that he might have made a wrong decision.

Why!

What a pity that such a handsome young man, why don’t hesitate to follow the strings in his mind?

Martin couldn't help but sigh.

However, Alder had no such awareness at all. Instead, he took out a pair of dice from his arms and looked at Martin seriously: "We can give it a try, Martin, let's bet on something, breakfast for the week?"

Martin was stunned for a moment, then a curved look on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, no problem! Choose a number and then start. Let's use Fendo's rules. How about shaking them three times in total?"

Alder didn't expect that Martin was really willing to bet with him, so he excitedly wrapped a newspaper into a cylinder, then put the dice into the cylinder, and began to shake...

"Alder, what are you doing during working hours?"

Captain Mike's voice suddenly rang, his eyes slightly stern.

Ald said with a look of embarrassment and hurriedly: "Captain, it's not what you think. This is an experiment, about, about breakfast."

Captain Mike did not speak, but turned his eyes to Martin.

Martin looked calm and nodded slightly, which confirmed Alder's statement.

Then, Captain Mike brought back a message for Doriani.

"Fendo is dead."

Captain Mike was a little embarrassed, shrugged and added, "Diet in prison."

"Hasn't he been controlled?" Martin raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

"I originally wanted to ask him how to use the dice, but I didn't expect him to... choose to commit suicide so decisively."

Mike then explained to Doriani, "So, you can only find the purpose of that thing by yourself."

Doriani nodded.

...

After get off work, Martin went home straight.

Doriani brought the moon to visit and said that she wanted Martin to taste her newly learned dishes.

In the kitchen, Doriani was busy, while Martin was sitting in the living room, silently looking at the moon squatting on the table, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

Martin found that he could no longer treat the moon as a kitten.

Of course, it is not just a kitten either.

While reading, Martin couldn't help asking the moon: "What is your purpose in approaching Doria?"

Or to be more precise, because of the existence of the moon, Martin could not fully concentrate at all.

He always pays attention to this unusual little guy from time to time, trying to guess the secret hidden in this small body.

"Why do you remind me?"

"Are you so enchanted for something? Have you been turned into a cat?"

...

Regarding Martin's question, the moon seemed to be unable to understand. It opened its light green eyes, licked its paw innocently, and occasionally meowed twice.

Just as Martin and Doriani were savoring a hearty seafood dish, they were in a courtyard southeast of the city.

Gress was holding a drawing and carefully checking something in front of a machine.

The moonlight is good today, the crescent moon hangs on the branches and there are many stars.

He was under a simple wooden shed, and the machine beside him was very tall.

This is a telescope with a slightly weird shape.
To be continued...