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The crystal ball gently vibrated in front of Rayal, with each tremor making it seem like a living presence. This time, the question it posed was even more bizarre than imagined.
"Based on your past life experiences, which would you choose: chocolate flavored feces or feces flavored chocolate?" The voice emanating from the crystal ball was both calm and neutral, carrying an unquestionable authority.
Rayal stood there, as if all time had frozen for a moment. He thought he would encounter countless heroic battles and difficult decisions in this Orindia game world, but now he was facing such a ridiculous choice. His brow furrowed, staring at the crystal ball shining like some celestial body in space, and for a moment he was speechless.
Finally, he reluctantly suppressed his inner amusement and confusion, and asked in a somewhat mocking tone, "Is this question really related to the initial profession? Shouldn't you be asking me about my views on justice, or how I use my power?"
The light in the crystal ball suddenly became sharp, as if it had been provoked, and Rayal could feel that subtle change. The crystal ball coldly replied, "Yes, Mr. Rayal. This is not only a test of your wisdom, but also a test of your mental strength. A true hero should show decisiveness when facing any problem."
Rayal felt helpless, knowing that this strange crystal ball would not let him off easily. In this incredible game world, perhaps such questions were the ultimate "normal." He took a deep breath, trying to find some logic in this absurd question.
He suppressed his disgust for these two disgusting options and forced himself to consider the "reasonableness" of them. He thought, although chocolate shouldn't have the taste of feces, at least it still maintained the shape and appearance of chocolate. In contrast, even if it was feces-flavored chocolate, it couldn't change its inherently repulsive nature.
In the end, he spoke with a bitter smile on his lips, "I choose feces-flavored chocolate." After he finished speaking, the light of the crystal ball seemed to soften, as if it were laughing, filled with mystery and inexplicable anticipation.
Rayal is still digesting the unusual chocolate question from earlier, but the crystal ball has already posed the next bizarre question in its fluctuations: "For the final question, do you think: is a rice bowl just a larger piece of sushi, or is sushi simply poorly wrapped rice? Which of these two statements do you agree with more, and why?"
After hearing this, Rayal was left speechless. Both options seemed to convey a kind of shallow and bizarre philosophy, which brought various images of food to his mind for a moment, but this feeling was quickly replaced by the absurdity of the question. Could it be that even the most basic concepts of food need to be redefined in this magic-filled world?
The light of the crystal ball kept flashing, as if urging him to answer constantly. Rayal felt an invisible pressure, realizing that the rules of this world were far more marvelous and complex than he had imagined.
He took a deep breath and decided to answer based on his own understanding. In this choice, there was no right or wrong, only different perspectives. He began to ponder the richness and variety of the bento box, the meticulousness of sushi, the portability of onigiri, and the art of packaging, each with its own unique qualities.
In the end, he gathered the courage and replied in an exploratory tone, "If I had to choose between these two seemingly endless options, I would say that a rice bowl is a larger form of sushi. In my understanding, the rice bowl retains the combination of sushi rice and toppings, but with a larger portion and a more free form. Sushi, on the other hand, seeks a harmony and balance between the rice and toppings, with each piece being a work of art."
The light in the crystal ball gradually stabilized after Rayal's response, and its internal mechanism seemed to be digesting the unexpected visitor's words. Before long, a relaxed and slightly playful voice echoed inside the crystal ball: "Mr. Rayal, you're quite good at talking nonsense too."
Rayal was taken aback by this sudden comment, he was speechless and at a loss for words. The crystal ball seemed to have some sense of humor, as if it wasn't entirely emotionless. He wanted to retort, but he felt that arguing with this mysterious object might just be asking for trouble.
The crystal ball continued, "Analyzing your response, your initial profession will soon be bestowed upon you." There was a hint of mysterious confidence in its voice, as if it was telling Rayal that its decision was beyond doubt.
Faced with such an unimaginable choice process, Rayal could only choose to accept. He watched as the crystal ball gradually returned to its original calm state, filled with curiosity and anticipation for the upcoming revelation of his professional identity. He couldn't guess what kind of role this peculiar item would assign to him, but regardless, this would be his first step in this new world.
At that moment, a dazzling light burst forth from the crystal ball, carrying a power that did not belong to this world. The light illuminated Rayal and began to form some complex totems on his body. With the formation of each totem, he felt new energy surging within him, flowing through his body and altering his physique and perception.
Rayal Take a deep breath, stop pondering the inexplicable questions of the crystal ball, and prepare to embrace your destiny and the upcoming career. For him, this will be a big step towards a new life.
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