I'm the one running the game

"That is definitely a Chosen One of Type 4 or above." Zeng Hu climbed up with difficulty. The wound on his abdomen was healing bit by bit. His recovery ability was not possessed by a fortune teller.

He was a fortune teller, but he was also the Chosen One of the Federation.

As for being a destiny master? This is impossible. There is only one destiny master in the whole world.

There is only one destiny master. Unless the original one dies, it is impossible to give birth to a new destiny master.

The Federation has also tried to create one artificially, but it failed without exception, so the only conclusion of destiny master was reached.

And this destiny master is the leader of the Destiny Organization. He is an equal to the President of the Federation, one in the open and one in the dark. The smooth succession of the 26th generation of the Federation was due to the help of this destiny master.

According to the calculation of researchers in the Federation, this destiny master is at least equivalent to the Chosen One of Type 10. However, to this day, the experiment of transforming the Chosen One has only developed to Type 7.

Type 2 is three times stronger, type 3 is a hundred times stronger, and every time a Chosen One upgrades one type of transformation, his strength will increase exponentially.

That's why Zeng Hu thought that Lv Xingshi was at least a Type 4 Chosen One.

The transformation of a Chosen One not only makes him stronger after each stimulation, but also makes his basic strength stronger. A Type 4 Chosen One can easily beat Zeng Hu, a Type 3 Chosen One.

In the entire Federation, there is only one Type 7 Chosen One, two Type 6, four Type 5, and twelve Type 4. The number of people below that increases dramatically.

The main reason is that every transformation carries a great risk. When it comes to Type 4, the mortality rate is 99%.

As a Chosen One, at least you need to be a Grand Master of Destiny to be qualified, and even a Master of Destiny is not qualified.

Fortunately, the Federation is not like a destiny organization. They have the ability to mass-produce Grand Masters through biotechnology.

It's just that this type of Grand Master of Destiny is a defective product and needs to be transformed by a Chosen One before it can be put into use.

Of course, Zeng Hu is not a mass-produced master of destiny, but a wild master who defected to the Federation and was promoted.

The Federation's biotechnology is very advanced, and its most advanced biotechnology is the Chosen One, but there are other technologies below, such as cloning technology.

So the Federation is not worried about the number of master of destiny at all. As long as resources are invested, as many master of destiny as they want can be produced, and even master of destiny with the same destiny can be mass-produced.

However, Zeng Hu knows that in the eyes of the destiny master of the destiny organization, the number of people is insignificant. As long as he is a destiny master, no matter how many master of destiny there are, they are just ants.

"We have to notify the Federation as soon as possible." Zeng Hu climbed up with some difficulty. He didn't know Lu Xingshi, which was a big problem.

You have to know that there are only a few Chosen Ones of type four and above, and Zeng Hu has seen them all.

He can be 100% sure that Lu Xingshi is not among them, and as the Chosen Ones, they are all members of the Federation. Naturally, it is impossible for them to destroy the Federation's plan, and it is even more impossible for them not to know what the Chosen Ones are.

So Zeng Hu suspected that the other party was from the Destiny Organization.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the sudden appearance of a strange God-chosen above Type 4.

As for whether the Great Destiny Master could have this strength? It is impossible to reach the strength of Lu Xingshi.

"First of all, we have to determine the position." Zeng Hu's communication equipment was naturally destroyed in the previous battle. If he hadn't run fast and the other party was thinking about Yunmu, how could he escape.

"I need... cough, no, what is this!!!" Zeng Hu's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly found that some extremely vicious energy suddenly erupted in his body.

This energy actually began to erode his reason and body. If he hadn't been transformed by the God-chosen and had the unique power of the Destiny Master and the Destiny Ghost, he would have suppressed this vicious energy in the first place.

But this was only a short-term suppression. He could feel that this energy was constantly devouring everything about him. At the same time, saliva began to secrete from his mouth, and his stomach was moving more and more fiercely. The consciousness called hunger began to impact his reason, making him feel hungry for the first time.

"Three hours, I only have three hours at most." Zeng Hu used his transformed brain to analyze the time he could still suppress it.

After three hours, this energy will completely explode and eventually devour him.

"I must pass the message out within three hours."

Zeng Hu was not afraid of death. He did a lot for the Federation and saw the monopoly and oppression of the Destiny Organization and the family on the Federation and the entire era.

Originally, everyone could master the special power of destiny, so that everyone could work hard for the development of mankind, but all this was covered under the falsehood of freedom.

"Are you...are you okay?" A voice came over, and the other party seemed a little timid.

Zeng Hu collapsed on the ground at this time. When his eyes fell on the other person, it was a young man, and what caught his eyes was the innocent eyes.

At that moment, he looked a little dazed, and finally couldn't help but smile: "I'm going to die."

For three hours, he couldn't mobilize any of his own power to suppress the vicious energy in his body, so there was no way to pass the message to the Federation.

He couldn't even detect someone approaching him.

"Ah? Then I'll take you to the hospital!" The young man looked flustered and wanted to help Zeng Hu up, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

"It's too late, lucky boy." Zeng Hu said, "You have more important things to do."

"What?" The young man didn't know what to say.

"What's your name?" Zeng Hu asked.

"Zheng Zhu, my name is Zheng Zhu." The young man didn't understand.

"I know, from now on, you are my disciple, and I will pass on my lifelong learning to you."

"Then, go to Jingzhou, take this thing to find..." Zeng Hu said, and tore off a piece of skull with a number on it.

This scene scared Zheng Zhu a lot. What kind of decent person can break a skull with bare hands.

But soon, he learned about Zeng Hu's origins and the purpose of the skull number.

"Go to Jingzhou, the Federation will train you to be a great destiny master, and will also let you participate in the God Chosen Plan."

"My lifelong learning is also in Jingzhou, they will give it to you." Zeng Hu said with difficulty.

After he broke off the skull with his bare hands, he was naturally traumatized, making it difficult for him to suppress himself.

"I... I dare not." Looking at the bloody skull, Zheng Zhu's voice was filled with tears.

Half an hour ago, he was just a child, how dare he do this.

"This matter cannot be told to anyone except the people I told you to do it."

"Also, leave immediately, don't delay, otherwise not only your life will be lost, but your family and friends will also die."

"The Destiny Organization will not leave any survivors when they kill people." Zeng Hu ignored Zheng Zhu's fear. It doesn't matter if it's a child, the Destiny Organization doesn't care whether you are an old man or a child.

"But...but..." Zheng Zhu was so scared.

"No buts. From now on, you are a special commissioner of the Federation. You don't want to be stuck in this small mountain village for the rest of your life, do you?"

"The Federation is big and beautiful. This is your only chance to get out of the mountains and rise to prominence!" Zeng Hu roared in a low voice.

At the same time, his figure became thinner, and the starving ghost curse in his body broke out.

Under normal circumstances, he can indeed suppress it for three hours, but not long ago, he broke his skull, which reduced his overall strength. The original three hours have now become one hour.

"I have no money, and I don't know where Jingzhou is..." Zheng Zhu said weakly.

"That's not something I should consider. Even if you beg, you have to reach Jingzhou." Zeng Hu couldn't help Zheng Zhu.

Because he didn't have money either.

As for going to the official agencies under the Federation to ask for it? This is unrealistic, and local agencies and local families are basically intertwined. Who knows if it will be bad.

"I... I understand." Zheng Zhu wiped his tears and turned away without hesitation.

Zeng Hu gave up resistance and was swallowed by the Hungry Ghost Curse, eventually turning into a hollow mummy.

…

"Dead? He lasted for forty minutes."

"The data seems a little wrong." Lu Xingshi felt the dissipation of the Hungry Ghost Curse. Because the host died, the Hungry Ghost Curse naturally fell into a situation of mutual devouring, and the final outcome was naturally extinction.

As for the spread, Lu Xingshi did not set it.

"According to my estimated data, it will take about three hours for the opponent to suppress it with all his strength before he can no longer resist."

"Unless something happens." Lu Xingshi narrowed his eyes.

If the opponent died in other ways, Lu Xingshi would not doubt it, but dying from the Hungry Ghost Curse, this is very wrong.

Then he immediately compressed the mica and rushed to Zeng Hu's position.

When he arrived, he saw only a mummy.

"The skull disappeared, and judging from the neat appearance, he must have done it himself."

"The second is that there was another person here before."

"So he gave the skull to this person."

Lv Xingshi quickly estimated the height and weight of this person through the footprints.

"He is not a fortune teller, but an ordinary person, and a teenager."

"He was desperate, so he tried everything he could think of. He asked people to pass on the message, and the medium for passing on the message was the skull."

Lv Xingshi naturally couldn't be stupid enough to ask why he didn't use a mobile phone or a telephone. With the power he used when he did it, even if he had one, it would have become a pile of waste and couldn't be used at all.

"It seems I have to move to another place." Lu Xingshi muttered. The Federation is not simple. He doesn't believe that the mummy in front of him is the trump card of the Federation.

There must be more powerful Chosen Ones.