I'm the one running the game

"It seems that the pursuit of me has really stopped. Who is the one who took the blame for me?" Lu Xingshi was a little confused. According to normal logic, the other party must be fighting with him to the death until Lu Xingshi kills them all or they kill Lu Xingshi.

After all, the routine is like this. After the protagonist kills the second generation, the younger ones will be beaten and the older ones will come. They will be beaten repeatedly until the family is exterminated.

But the problem is that the routine has problems now. I don’t know what the situation is. The Huangfu family used that goddess to catch a scapegoat, and then the matter was resolved.

From the procedural point of view, there must be no problem.

The problem is that in Lu Xingshi’s view, there is no follow-up.

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

So the public security is indeed much worse.

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

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

Lu Xingshi changed his outfit, and through some illegal channels, he changed his identity, and then wandered around Ganzhou openly.

During this period, he has been perfecting his own way to become a great fortune-teller. With the help of the "Book of Earthly Gods Subduing Demons", "Heavenly Gods Subduing Demons" and other inheritances given by the residual soul of the great fortune-teller, Lu Xingshi's progress is still very good.

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

Fate ghosts and fortune-tellers are essentially different life forms derived from fate.

So it is normal to be able to complement each other, but the fortune-teller cannot eat and ingest normally, so it is necessary to convert the fate ghost through the fate first, that is, to form the fate ink, and then actively fill it, which is the so-called fate map.

Lu Xingshi took this as a starting point and constantly improved his fate.

At present, several versions have been developed, but few versions can satisfy Lu Xingshi.

In his opinion, the fortune-teller is not a practice, but an advancement.

Cultivation is a gradual process, but advancement is different. As long as you meet the conditions, you can directly advance, and there is no need for gradual progress.

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

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

Lu Xingshi has experienced how painful it is to improve his cultivation. If it were not for the Five Turbidities and the evil world and his cheating, he would only be able to get started in a hundred years.

More importantly, this kind of advancement is not limited to the four advancement times of apprentice, fortune teller, great fortune teller and destiny master. In the two levels of fortune teller and great fortune teller, multiple advancements are actually required.

So even if they are both fortune tellers or great fortune tellers, there is a gap in 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 have three major advancements. After all, not everyone can reach the destiny master, and they need to be determined internally.

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

After all, his fortune teller was a self-proclaimed fortune teller, not a real fortune teller. Normal fortune tellers improve their strength through advancement, while Lu Xingshi improves his strength through real practice, which is why the fortune chart is useless to him.

"There is still no suitable improvement and optimization plan." Lu Xingshi sighed and filed the latest set of plans he had developed. There was no problem with the data on paper, but for Lu Xingshi, it did not meet his requirements.

His requirements were very simple, just being able to fight, carry, heal and escape.

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

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

"It seems to be because of the Great Sage Body." Lu Xingshi's Great Sage Body did make him strong enough, and even without relying on his so-called fortune teller system, he could continue to become stronger, but the efficiency of becoming stronger was not as good as cheating.

"At its root, it should be caused by the starving ghost curse."

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

So he referred to the data formed by the fortune-teller system, and the Great Sage's body will form data differences and incompatibility.

"So we have to find a solution." Many plans emerged in Lu Xingshi's mind, but the plans that can be selected are really limited, and many of them are just inspirations.

Thinking about the feasibility of the plan in his mind, he sensed that someone was approaching him.

And it was not just one person, but he did not act immediately because it was just a group of ordinary people and had no ill intentions.

Dongdongdong~

There was a knock on the door outside, and Lu Xingshi slowly shouted: "Who is it?"

Then he showed the other party a door.

When he opened the door, he found that it was a reporter holding a microphone, and there was a photographer following him.

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

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

Because the locals have been living in a plateau environment for many years, they basically have the characteristics of plateau red, but Lu Xingshi does not have that, 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 have to go up a little further."

"By the way, why do you suddenly come to interview?" Lu Xingshi asked curiously.

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

In this regard, Lu Xingshi did not continue to ask, obviously to keep it secret.

"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.

But these things have nothing to do with Lu Xingshi.

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

He is a wanted criminal in the Federation at the worst. Although he has changed from a murderer to a fraudster, it is troublesome to be discovered, even if he has changed his appearance and has a new identity.

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

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

It was a bull head, and only the white bones were left.

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

No, it was not quite right to say that it was eaten, it was more like drinking it, and there were no teeth marks or signs of violence on the skull.

In Lu Xingshi's opinion, it was like drinking water, and he swallowed the flesh and blood so easily.

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

"Run away? You run fast." Lu Xingshi crushed the whole bull skull into pieces.

He did not use much strength, but when he lifted it up, he found that the weight was wrong.

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

"By the way, the life ghost in Ganzhou is much more ferocious than the place I stayed before."

Lu Xingshi muttered quietly, and then suddenly thought that this life ghost might not have run away, but went to eat the reporter and photographer who had just taken the wrong road.

"No, it's not looking for them, but they were the ones who were originally targeted."

"It's just that I met a fortune teller, so I was added to the other party's recipe."

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

It's true that Lu Xingshi is a fake, but he was also entangled. Obviously, the entanglement between the life ghost and the fortune teller is not that simple.

There may be deeper secrets in it.

"I hope these two people can have better luck." Lu Xingshi didn't plan to save people, mainly because he didn't want to show off.

If these two people changed their professions, Lu Xingshi would have taken action. It can only be said that he was unlucky and he was powerless.

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"No, I remember you don't have that much physical strength, right?" The cameraman looked at the breathless reporter and asked with some doubt.

"I... I'm just a little tired, maybe it's altitude sickness..." The reporter gasped, feeling as if he was going to breathe out of his lungs.

"Wait a minute, I'll find the oxygen bottle, I remember I brought it..." The cameraman put down the equipment and began to rummage through the package.

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

"Found it, I... Ah!!!" The cameraman raised his head and saw a skeleton sitting opposite him, screaming without explanation, and then rolling and crawling up.

But in the process of running, he found that he was running harder and harder, and the feeling of powerlessness kept coming up.

Ka...

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

When he struggled to get up, he found that he couldn't use any strength. When he looked again, his body began to collapse unconsciously. He didn't even know when it started. He didn't feel anything.

Then, everything went dark in front of his eyes. His eyeballs were pulled into his body and digested in an instant. There was no pain or discomfort.

"This... This is dirty..." He was scared, but fortunately he didn't fear for long. His skin began to shrink into his body little by little. The whole person, like the reporter, turned into a skeleton.

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