I am the one running the game

Chapter 739: New victims have been victimized

"It seems that the intensity of the hunt against me has indeed diminished. Who is taking the blame for me?" Lu Xingshi couldn't understand. According to normal logic, the other party would definitely fight him to the death until Lu Xingshi killed them all or they killed Lu Xingshi.

After all, the routine is like this. After the protagonist kills the second generation, the old ones will appear after the younger ones are beaten, and they will be beaten repeatedly until the whole clan is wiped out.

But the problem is that now there is a problem with the routine. No one knows what happened. The Huangfu family used that goddess as a scapegoat, and then the matter was resolved.

From a procedural point of view, there is definitely no problem.

The problem is that in Lu Xingshi's opinion, there is no follow-up.

"Forget it. It's none of my business anyway." Lu Xingshi had already run to Ganzhou in the western part of the Federation. It is located on a plateau, has a relatively harsh environment, and is relatively backward in development.

So the public security is indeed quite bad.

The population is small, and there are not even many fortune tellers.

However, the religious atmosphere is extremely strong, so there are many scammers.

Lu Xingshi changed his clothes and got a new identity through some illegal channels, and then wandered around Ganzhou openly.

During this period, he has been perfecting his own way of promotion to the Great Master of Destiny. With the help of the "Book of Earthly Gods Subduing Demons", "Book of Heavenly Gods Conquering Demons" and other inheritances given by the Great Master's residual soul, Lu Xingshi's progress is still very good.

According to his research, the essence of a great fortune teller is to further improve the fate by absorbing certain structures of the fate ghost.

In essence, both fortune ghosts and fortune tellers are different life forms derived from fate.

Therefore, it is normal to be able to complement each other, but the fortune teller cannot eat and ingest normally, so he needs to convert the fate ghost through the fate grid first, that is, after forming the fate ink, he will actively fill it, which is the so-called fate map.

Taking this as a starting point, Lu Xingshi continued to improve his destiny.

Several versions have been developed, but few of them can satisfy Lu Xingshi.

In his opinion, being a fortune teller is not about cultivation, but about advancement.

Cultivation is a gradual process, but advancement is different. As long as you meet the conditions, you can be promoted directly without the need for gradual progress.

As for the growth process of a fortune teller, it is actually just about gathering the conditions required for advancement.

This is a good thing for Lu Xingshi. The meritorious immortal in the world of immortals and heroes is a representative of gradual progress.

Lu Xingshi has experienced how painful it is to improve one's cultivation. If it weren't for the Five Turbidities and the fact that he was cheating, he would have only been able to get started in the next hundred years.

What’s more important is that this kind of advancement is not limited to four levels: apprentice, fortune teller, grand fortune teller and destiny master. In fact, multiple levels of advancement are required for fortune teller and grand fortune teller.

Therefore, even if they are both fortune tellers or great fortune tellers, there is still a gap in their strength, which is naturally due to the different number of advancements.

By analogy, there are multiple small advancements and four major advancements.

However, most people only have three major advancements. After all, not everyone can become a destiny master, and one needs to be selected internally.

After Lu Xingshi figured it out, he discovered his problem, which was that he had never advanced at all.

After all, his fortune teller was a self-proclaimed one, not a real fortune teller. Normal fortune tellers improve their strength through advancement, but Lu Xingshi does so through actual practice, which is why the fortune map is useless to him.

"There is still no suitable improvement and optimization plan." Lu Xingshi sighed and archived the latest plan. There was no problem with the data on paper, but for Lu Xingshi, it did not meet his requirements.

His requirements are very simple, just the ability to fight, carry, heal and escape.

The main feature is an attribute monster. If he is an orthodox fortune teller, he should be able to meet his requirements through continuous advancement, but unfortunately he is not.

"It stands to reason that it can meet my requirements, but no matter what results are obtained, they are contrary to me."

"It seems to be because of the Great Sage's body." Lu Xingshi's Great Sage's body indeed made him strong enough. He could even continue to become stronger without relying on his so-called fortune-teller system. However, his efficiency in becoming stronger was not as good as that of cheating.

"In the final analysis, it should be caused by the curse of the starving ghost."

The starving ghost curse comes from the source demon, which is rejected by this world. Even if Lu Xingshi has made some changes, there are still incompatibility issues.

Therefore, he referred to the data formed by the fortune-teller system, which resulted in data differences and incompatibilities for the Great Sage's body.

"So we have to find a solution." Many plans emerged in Lu Xingshi's mind, but the options he could choose from were really limited, and many of them were just inspirations.

While thinking about the feasibility of the plan, he sensed someone approaching him.

And it wasn't just one person, but he didn't act immediately because they were just a group of ordinary people and had no ill intentions.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door, and Lu Xingshi called out slowly, "Who is it?"

Then he showed the other party a door.

When I opened the door, I found a reporter holding a microphone, followed by a photographer.

When the other party saw Lu Xingshi, he was also stunned: "Uh...you are not a local?"

"Yes, we just moved here not long ago." Lu Xingshi did not deny it.

Because the locals have been living in the plateau environment for many years, they basically have the characteristics of plateau red, but Lu Xingshi does not have it, and it can be seen at a glance. The other party smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I'm here to interview the locals."

This is indeed a misunderstanding.

Lu Xingshi didn't care: "It's okay, but you still have to go up a little further."

"By the way, why did you suddenly come for an interview?" Lu Xingshi asked curiously.

"You'll know if you watch TV." The other party said mysteriously, then left with the photographer.

In response, Lu Xingshi did not continue to ask, obviously for the sake of keeping it confidential.

"I remember that the Federation seems to have a support policy for the indigenous people of Ganzhou." Lu Xingshi thought, since they came to interview, there must be something going on.

But these things have little to do with Lu Xingshi.

"Fortunately it's not a live broadcast, otherwise it would be really troublesome." Lu Xingshi glanced at the two people walking away and muttered.

No matter how bad he is, he is still a wanted criminal in the Federation. Although he has changed from a murderer to a swindler, he will be in trouble if he is discovered, even if he has a new identity.

When I was about to close the door and go back to continue the experiment, I felt some malicious gaze suddenly appear.

This made him stop his movements and he looked around, following the source of the malicious gaze, and soon he noticed something.

It was a bull's head, with only white bones left.

He walked over and picked it up casually, and found that the cow skull was not dead for a long time, but had just died not long ago. However, the flesh and blood had been eaten very cleanly by something.

No, it’s not quite right to say that it was eaten. It was more like it was drunk. There were no teeth marks or signs of violence on the skull.

In Lu Xingshi's view, it was as easy as drinking water to swallow the flesh and blood.

The malice just now was not emitted from the bull skull, but from something inside the bull skull.

"Run away? You're pretty fast." Lu Xingshi crushed the entire cow skull into pieces with his hand.

He didn't use much strength, but when he lifted it, he realized the weight was wrong.

"Sure enough, even the inside is empty, with only a layer of bones and skin holding it up."

"By the way, the ghosts in Ganzhou are much more vicious than those in the place where I stayed before."

Lu Xingshi muttered to himself, and then suddenly thought that this ghost might not have run away, but was going to eat the reporters and photographers who had just taken the wrong path.

"No, it's not that we're going to look for them, but they're the ones we're targeting."

"It's just that they met a fortune teller like me, and that's why they added me to their recipes."

"The entanglement between the fortune teller and the fortune ghost is really tight."

It is true that Lu Xingshi is a fake, but he has also been entangled. Apparently, the entanglement between the fortune ghost and the fortune teller is not that simple.

There may be deeper secrets involved.

"I hope these two people will have better luck." Lu Xingshi had no intention of saving anyone, mainly because he didn't want to attract attention.

If these two people had changed their professions, Lu Xingshi would have taken action. He could only say that it was bad luck and he could do nothing.

...

"No, I remember your physical strength is not that bad." The cameraman looked at the panting reporter and asked with some confusion.

"I... I'm just a little tired, maybe it's altitude sickness..." The reporter gasped for breath, feeling as if he was going to gasp for air.

"Wait a minute, I'll look for the oxygen cylinder. I remember I brought it with me..." The cameraman put down the equipment and began to rummage through the package.

However, he did not notice that when he lowered his head to search, the reporter's skin began to sink, as if the flesh and blood had disappeared out of thin air.

"Found it, I...Ah!!!" The cameraman raised his head and saw a skeleton sitting opposite him. He screamed without saying a word, and then rolled and crawled up.

However, as he ran, he found that he was getting more and more tired, and the feeling of powerlessness kept coming up.

Click...

He seemed to be tripped by something and fell flat on his face.

When he struggled to get up, he found that he had no strength at all. When he looked again, he found that his body began to collapse without him noticing. He didn't even know when it started and he didn't feel anything at all.

Then, everything went dark in front of his eyes, and his eyeballs were pulled into his body and digested in an instant without any pain or discomfort.

"This... this is a dirty thing..." He was scared, but fortunately he was not scared for long. His skin began to shrink into his body little by little, and his whole body turned into a skeleton like the reporter.

After his death, he still maintained the struggling posture of having fallen and trying to get up.

(End of this chapter)