Chapter 744: The Chosen One Who Crashed His Skull with His Bare Hands and the Lucky Boy
"That is definitely the God's Chosen One of type four or above." Zeng Hu climbed up with difficulty. The injury on his abdomen was slowly healing, and his recovery ability was not possessed by a life master at all.
It's true that he is a fortune teller, but he is also the chosen one of the Federation.
As for being a destiny master? This is simply impossible. There is only one destiny master in the entire world.
There will only be one destiny master. Unless the original one dies, it is impossible for a new destiny master to be born.
The Federation has also tried artificial manufacturing, but failed without exception, so it came to the only conclusion of the Destiny Master.
And this Destiny Master is the leader of the Destiny Organization, and he is on an equal footing with the President of the Federation. It was with the help of this Destiny Master that the twenty-sixth generation of the Federation was able to change smoothly.
According to the calculations of researchers in the federation, this destiny master is at least equal to the tenth type of God's Chosen One. However, to this day, the experiment of transforming the God's Chosen One has only developed to seven types.
Type 2 is three times stronger, Type 3 is a hundred times stronger. Every time the Chosen One upgrades one more model, its strength will show an exponential improvement.
That's why Zeng Hu believed that Lu Xingshi was at least Type 4 or above.
The transformation of the God's Chosen One not only makes it stronger every time it is activated, but also makes the basic strength stronger accordingly. It can be said that the Type 4 God's Chosen One can't compete with Zeng Hu, the Type 3 God's Chosen One. It's a no-brainer.
In the entire federation, there is only one chosen one of type seven, two of type six, four of type five, twelve of type four, and the number increases exponentially from there.
The main reason is that every transformation involves great risks. From the beginning of type four, the mortality rate is 99%.
As a chosen one, at least a fortune teller is required to be qualified, and even fortune masters are not qualified for this.
Fortunately, the Federation is not like a destiny organization. They have the ability to mass-produce destiny masters through biotechnology.
It's just that this type of master is a defective product and needs to be transformed by the God's Chosen One before it can be put into use.
Of course, Zeng Hu was not a mass-produced life master, but a wild life master who had defected to the Federation and was promoted.
The federation's biotechnology is very advanced, and its top biotechnology is the Chosen One, but there are other technologies, such as cloning technology.
Therefore, the Federation does not worry about the number of destiny masters at all. As long as it invests resources, it can produce as many destiny masters as it wants. It can even produce destiny masters with the same destiny in batches.
However, Zeng Hu knew that in the eyes of the destiny master of the destiny organization, the number of people was insignificant. As long as he was the destiny master, no matter how many destiny masters there were, they were nothing more than ants.
"We have to notify the federation as soon as possible." Zeng Hu got up with some difficulty. He didn't know Lu Xingshi, so this was a big problem.
You must know that there are only a few chosen ones of type four and above, and Zeng Hu has seen them all.
He was 100% sure that Lu Xingshi was not among them, and as the Chosen Ones, they were all members of the Federation. It was naturally impossible for him to sabotage the Federation's plan, and it was even more impossible for him to not even know what the Chosen Ones were.
Therefore, Zeng Hu suspected that the other party was from the Fate Organization.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the sudden appearance of a strange chosen one of type four or above.
As for whether the fortune teller can have this strength? It is simply impossible to reach Lu Xingshi's level of strength.
"First of all, we have to determine the direction." In the previous battle, all the communication equipment on Zeng Hu's body was naturally destroyed. If he hadn't run fast and the other party was thinking about mica, how could he have escaped.
"I need...cough, no, what is this!!!" Zeng Hu's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly found that some extremely vicious energy suddenly burst out from his body.
This energy actually began to erode his reason and body. If he hadn't been transformed by the Chosen One and had the unique power of a life master and a life ghost, he could have suppressed this vicious energy for the first time.
But this was only a short-term suppression. He could feel this energy constantly eating away at everything in him. At the same time, saliva began to secrete from his mouth, his stomach wriggled more and more fiercely, and the consciousness called hunger began to impact him. His rationality gave him a long-lost hunger.
"Three hours, I only have three hours at most." Through his modified brain, Zeng Hu immediately analyzed how much time he could still suppress.
After three hours, this energy will completely explode and eventually engulf him.
"I have to get the message out within three hours."
Zeng Hu is not afraid of death. He has done a lot for the Federation and has seen the monopoly and oppression of the Fate Organization and his family on the Federation and the entire era.
Originally, everyone could master the special power of fate, allowing everyone to work hard for the development of mankind. However, all of this was covered up under the false name of freedom.
"Are you...are you okay?" A voice came over, and the other person seemed a little timid.
Zeng Hu collapsed on the ground at this time. When his eyes fell on the other person, he was a young man. What caught his eyes were 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, if he wanted to suppress the vicious energy in his body, he could not mobilize any of his own power, so there was no way to pass the news to the federation.
He couldn't even detect anyone approaching him.
"Ah? Then I'll take you to the hospital quickly!" The young man looked panicked and wanted to help Zeng Hu up, but found that he couldn't help him up at all.
"It's too late, good luck 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 understand. From now on, you are my disciple, and I will teach you what I have learned throughout my life."
"Then, go to Jingzhou and take this thing with you to find..." Zeng Hu said, and forcefully tore off a skull with a number on it.
This scene frightened Zheng Zhu so much that no serious person could break a skull with his bare hands.
But soon, he learned the origin of Zeng Hu and the purpose of the skull number.
"Go to Jingzhou, the Federation will train you to become a master of destiny, and will also allow you to participate in the God's Chosen One program."
"My lifelong learning is also in Jingzhou, and they will give it to you as well." Zeng Hu said with difficulty.
After breaking off his skull with his bare hands, he naturally suffered a lot of trauma, making it difficult for him to suppress himself.
"I...I don't dare." Looking at the bloody skull, Zheng Zhu's voice was filled with tears.
Half an hour ago, he was just a child, how could he dare to do this.
"No one can talk about this matter except the people I entrust you with."
"The other thing is to set off immediately and don't delay. Otherwise, not only will your life be saved, but your family and friends will also die."
"If the Mingtu Organization silences you, there will be no survivors." Zeng Hu ignored Zheng Zhu's fear at all. It doesn't matter if you are a child. The Mingtu Organization doesn't care whether you are an old man or a child.
"But...but..." Zheng Zhu was extremely scared.
"No but, from now on, you will be a federal commissioner. You don't want to be stuck in this small mountain village for the rest of your life, right?"
"The Federation is very big and beautiful. This is your only chance to get out of the mountains and rise to the top!" Zeng Hu roared in a low voice.
At the same time, his figure also lost weight, 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 off his own skull, which caused his overall strength to decline. The original three hours has 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 still have to reach Jingzhou." Zeng Hu couldn't help Zheng Zhu.
Because he has no money either.
As for asking for it from an official agency under the federal government? This is unrealistic, and local institutions and local families are basically intertwined. Who knows whether it will be a bad thing.
"I...I understand." Zheng Zhu shed tears and turned away without hesitation.
But Zeng Hu simply gave up resistance and was swallowed up by the curse of the starving ghost, eventually turning into a hollow mummy.
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"Dead? He actually lasted for forty minutes."
"There seems to be something wrong with the data." Lu Xingshi felt the dissipation of the Starving Ghost Curse. Because the host died, the Starving Ghost Curse naturally fell into a situation of devouring each other, and eventually died out.
As for the spread, Lu Xingshi did not set it up.
"According to my estimated data, it will take about three hours for the opponent to suppress it with all its strength before it can no longer resist."
"Unless something happens." Lu Xingshi narrowed his eyes.
If the other party died in other ways, Lu Xingshi would not doubt it, but it was wrong to die from the curse of the starving ghost.
Then he immediately compressed the mica and rushed towards Zeng Hu's position.
When he arrived, all he saw was a mummified body.
"The skull disappeared. Judging from the neat appearance, he must have done it himself."
"The second thing is that there was another person who came here before."
"So he gave the skull to this person."
Lu Xingshi quickly estimated the person's height and weight through the footprints.
"He's not a fortune teller, he should be just an ordinary person, and he's still a young man."
"I was desperate, so I went to the doctor in a hurry. When I met someone, I asked him to pass on the news. The medium for passing the news on was the skull."
Of course, Lu Xingshi couldn't stupidly ask why he didn't use a cell phone or phone. With the power he used when he did it, even if he had one, it would have been turned into a pile of waste and could not be used at all.
"It seems I have to change places." Lu Xingshi muttered. The Federation was not simple. He did not believe that the mummy in front of him was the Federation's trump card.
There must be a more powerful Chosen One.
(End of chapter)