I'm the one running the game

"Professor Cao, the Destiny Master is so powerful, is the transformation of the Ten-Type Chosen One really enough?"

Seeing Lü Xingshi coming back, Zheng Zhu, who had recovered, asked with a confused look.

"I don't know." Lü Xingshi provided a good answer, and then said: "If the Ten-Type is not enough, then the Eleven-Type, the Twelve-Type, endless transformation and becoming stronger, one day you will catch up with the opponent."

Zheng Zhu couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "How long will it take?"

"If the Destiny Master comes to kill tomorrow, do you think we can stop him?"

Zheng Zhu, who survived, seemed to have lost his temper after being beaten by the Destiny Master, and even felt fear.

"I don't know how long it will take, but I know we can't stop it." Lü Xingshi said slowly.

"What should we do then?" Zheng Zhu was really afraid. The terrifying pressure and terrifying attack before were still engraved in his mind.

He couldn't raise any idea of ​​daring to fight against the Destiny Master. If the Destiny Master appeared in front of him again, he would be so scared that he dared not make any move and waited for death obediently.

This should be the broken heart of Taoism.

The analogy is that the Tianjiao cannot accept being slapped in the face by the protagonist, and finally fails miserably.

Zheng Zhu is in this situation.

However, compared with those Tianjiao, Zheng Zhu has one advantage, that is, his strength is not obtained by his own efforts, but is almost like picking it up for free.

Otherwise, how can he be said to be lucky.

"Just chill, or just find a crooked tree to hang yourself." Lu Xingshi said indifferently.

In this situation, it is not necessarily possible to persuade him.

As for not being able to get back the money after death? In fact, it can be recovered.

At that time, Lu Xingshi will recycle the body, dismantle it directly and transplant it to other people. There will inevitably be losses in the transplant process, but it will not lead to the failure of the experiment.

"But... I want to live, I don't want to die." Zheng Zhu's tone was firm. He had the will to survive, and combined with ambition, it naturally formed a chemical reaction.

"Then, what do you want to say?"

"You don't want to break through to the Master of Destiny, who is above the Master of Great Destiny, do you?" Lu Xingshi said with a hint of sarcasm: "There is only one slot for this, and you can't sit in it."

"Unless you can kill the Master of Destiny, you can't become a Master of Destiny."

"Then again, if you can kill the other party, it doesn't matter whether you become a Master of Destiny or not."

After these words, Zheng Zhu didn't react at all, but said directly: "No, I mean to take a gamble."

"Professor Cao, are you sure about the transformation of the Nine-Type Chosen One?"

After the voice fell, Lu Xingshi looked at Zheng Zhu seriously. The other party was really fighting, especially when his life was in danger.

"You want to complete the transformation of the nine and ten models directly in a short time."

"This is indeed a solution, but it is very risky."

"If your luck is at its peak, you can give it a try."

"But now your luck is basically exhausted in order to save your life, and the success rate is not high." Lu Xingshi said bluntly.

Of course, everyone wants to become stronger quickly, but it is not that easy.

Even Lu Xingshi himself can't do it. He went through various preparations to become stronger in one step, not just out of thin air.

"Luck, can it be exhausted?" Zheng Zhu had only some subtle feelings before, and had not personally experienced this.

It was not until Lu Xingshi said it that he realized that luck was not endless.

"You can check my observation data on you yourself." Lu Xingshi called up a file.

After Zheng Zhu took it, he didn't look at it. For him, as long as he knew the result, it was impossible for him to look at the data. He couldn't understand it at all.

"Can I recover quickly? I need luck." Zheng Zhu didn't say the sentence that he didn't need luck.

He made his fortune by luck and got to where he is now by luck. At such a critical moment, he certainly wouldn't dare to do it without the help of luck.

The previous rescue was dangerous enough. Fortunately, it was Lu Xingshi who did it. If it was someone else, he would be dead now.

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work. Your exhaustion is not just exhaustion, it seems to be overdrawn."

"It will take at least a month to observe, and we can confirm it after the observation."

"As for the transformation of the Nine-Type God Chosen, this will also have to wait for a month. Without the help of luck, I can't guarantee that you will survive."

"I can only guarantee the success of the transformation at most." Lu Xingshi said directly.

The success of the transformation and the survival of the Nine-Type God Chosen are not necessarily the same at the same time. After all, it is the Nine-Type God Chosen. The Federation has no reference materials. At most, there are some speculations and guesses, and there is no theoretical support.

"The fate master..." Zheng Zhu asked, how to ensure his own safety if he does not have enough strength.

"Don't worry, he dare not come, or he disdains to kill us."

"For you and me, it is not worth it to risk getting hurt." Lu Xingshi said slowly.

"Those two thunderbolts, were they done by you, Professor???" Zheng Zhu reacted instantly, and when he asked this question, his voice was three pitches higher, and the original decadence was swept away.

"It's just some small tricks. Since I know the threat of the destiny master, I will naturally be prepared."

"I just didn't expect it to be used so early." Lu Xingshi looked normal, I have a trump card.

After hearing Lu Xingshi's admission, Zheng Zhu was really shocked this time.

He always thought that Lu Xingshi was just an ordinary person, but he didn't expect Lu Xingshi to have such a trick, and it was with this trick that he saved him from the hands of the destiny master.

"What if we..."

"Don't think about it. These hot weapons of mine have limited production and are difficult to manufacture. More importantly, they can only hurt the opponent at most." Lu Xingshi interrupted Zheng Zhu.

"And it's just a minor injury, the upper limit is a slight injury."

"The opponent will be wary, but not afraid."

"It's like you meet a crazy teddy bear. It can't bite you to death, but you won't risk being bitten by this mad dog to fight it."

"In essence, it's disgusting, not defensive." Lu Xingshi explained to Zheng Zhu what his hot weapons are used for.

"Wait a minute, since you have such a powerful hot weapon, Professor Cao, why did you let me kill Liang Can instead of doing it directly?" Zheng Zhu thought of this and asked directly.

"Have you ever played cards? I played a six, and you have a seven and a pair of bombs in your hand. Which one do you play?" Lu Xingshi asked back.

"Of course it's seven, but I'm not this seven, I almost died." Zheng Zhu complained, thinking that he was the bomb.

"Who knew that the other side would throw bombs without martial ethics, could you have thought that the destiny master would appear?" Lu Xingshi was speechless.

However, he was also sure of one thing, that is, the part of destiny that was missing from his original identity as the Son of Destiny·Cripple was in the destiny master.

Then he had to get it back.

The other party reached this height with the help of this destiny that was crippled twice.

It can only be said that when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will be the king.

If Lu Xingshi hadn't been cheated, would the other party still want to rise? I'm afraid that he would have to vomit all the food he ate within two days of his debut, just like Ling Zheng.

Unfortunately, the fate master has become a big deal now, and it is indeed a bit troublesome for Lu Xingshi to take back his destiny from the other party.

"Alas, I never thought that the leader of the destiny organization would come down to deal with me personally." Zheng Zhu's face showed helplessness.

This kind of dimensionality reduction attack is the first time he has encountered it.

"But we ruined the fate master's plan, can we really disgust him?" Zheng Zhu asked.

Disgust, you can also bear it.

"Not necessarily, but as long as the other party is afraid of us and we don't do anything big, we can delay time." Lu Xingshi's words were a lie.

If the fate master really dares to deliver it to the door, don't blame Lu Xingshi for being ruthless.

As for him going to take back his destiny personally, there is no rush. You must know that the son of destiny not only has power, but also bears responsibility.

The fate master has been observing the timeline, and there must be something wrong in it. He has to figure it out first.

If he really couldn't figure it out later, he wouldn't figure it out. Now he had a project on hand, so there was no need to pile up another project of the Master of Destiny on hand, so as not to mess it up.

Anyway, he had plenty of time and could do it step by step. He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

…

The Master of Destiny moved his right hand, and the injury had completely recovered. For him, it was just a minor injury.

But the fact that hot weapons could hurt him had been remembered by him.

Then the Book of Destiny and the Future appeared, and he began to observe his future with the Book of the Future and look for clues.

"No? How is it possible."

The words on the Book of the Future appeared, but there was no information he wanted.

Even if he lived to the end of the world, there was no trace of Hongyun Tianzun Zheng Zhu. The other party seemed to be dead, and the mastermind did not take any action in the future.

Of course, the future naturally changed.

Before that, the president was not seriously injured. This time, because of Lu Xingshi's interference, the future naturally changed again.

He frowned, thinking about the general description of his experience in the latest timeline in the Book of the Future.

"Could it be that he has been dormant again?"

"But various signs show that the other party has not stopped, and the outbreak of a more serious civil war has put the Federation in jeopardy."

Because the president was seriously injured and Liang Can died, the Chosen Ones rebelled directly, and the Destiny Organization and family forces seized this opportunity to expand, and even almost stole all the power of the Federation.

In the end, it was naturally the president who came out to turn the tide despite his injuries, which stabilized the Federation.

Otherwise, the civil war would have turned into a situation of warlord separatism.

"I have to warn the Destiny Organization and family forces that the Federation is still useful to me and cannot be weak." A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Destiny Master.