The rental house.
The man's brows were tightly furrowed, his face so gloomy it looked like water could drip from it.
Wei Guoan.
The host of the National Destiny Guardian System, the true "Supreme Leader" of Tianming Pavilion, who fancies himself The Watcher, controlling everything.
At this moment, The Watcher's mood was terrible.
"Useless!"
He cursed in a low voice, his eyes filled with absolute fury.
"I gave you resources, I gave you status... Is this how you repay me?"
On the monitor in front of him, the image of Ren Shitou laughing wildly as he kicked an elite of Tianming Pavilion away deeply stung his eyes.
This was no longer just a pawn out of control.
This was betrayal.
It was the most blatant provocation against him, the "chess master"!
What annoyed him even more was that this internal strife had thrown his originally perfect chessboard into chaos.
His original plan was to make Tianming Pavilion a perfect tool for him to harvest National Luck and accumulate power.
But now, this tool had imploded on its own.
"Can't wait any longer."
Wei Guoan stood up, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes.
He had to personally intervene.
Descend upon Tianming Pavilion as The Watcher.
With thunderous means, he would completely suppress Ren Shitou, this mad dog, and re-establish his supreme divine might.
He wanted all his pawns to understand who was the true master of this game.
However, just as he was about to move.
A malicious intent, mixed with the most primal greed, locked onto him without warning.
The feeling was like a beast that had been hungry for a thousand years seeing its long-desired blood meal.
Wei Guoan's muscles instantly tensed.
"Thump, thump, thump."
A light but clear knocking sound echoed.
Each knock precisely matched his heartbeat.
Who?
Wei Guoan's pupils suddenly constricted.
His National Destiny Guardian System had already given a response.
Standing outside the door was a corpulent, seemingly harmless young man.
From the energy fluctuations, he could be described as utterly unremarkable... "Click."
The door lock was directly twisted off by a brute force.
Chi Baobao pushed open the door and squeezed in somewhat clumsily. He first curiously surveyed the small rental house, and finally, his gaze fell on Wei Guoan.
The next second, his eyes lit up.
It was the kind of fanaticism a hungry ghost shows upon seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
"The scent on you..."
Chi Baobao took a deep breath, a look of infatuated delight on his face.
"So fragrant!"
Wei Guoan forcibly suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, trying to regain the initiative.
He activated the National Destiny Guardian System within him, and an invisible, righteous aura spread from him, carrying the dignity and oppressive presence of a superior.
"Who are you?"
He demanded in a deep voice, every word imbued with the blessing of National Luck, enough to make the faint-hearted kneel on the spot.
"Why do you trespass into my private residence?"
"I am the master of Tianming Pavilion, retreat at once."
He brought out the name of Tianming Pavilion, attempting to scare away this unknown madman.
In his opinion, Ren Shitou was the real major threat; he had no time, nor interest, in wasting energy on this fellow here.
However, his threats, his name, meant nothing to the fat man before him.
Chi Baobao completely ignored his words.
In the face of "delicious food," all words were pale.
He tilted his head, carefully scrutinized Wei Guoan, then licked his lips and asked a question that Wei Guoan couldn't understand at all.
"Should I add cumin... or black pepper?"
Before he finished speaking.
Chi Baobao moved!
His corpulent body erupted with astonishing speed completely unbefitting his size, like an out-of-control truck, charging forward with a fierce impact!
"Seeking death!"
Wei Guoan was both shocked and enraged.
He hadn't expected the other party to directly attack without a word!
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar echoed throughout the room. A divine dragon, formed from golden National Luck, soared from behind him, coiling around him, its dragon head glaring angrily, majestic and awe-inspiring.
This was his protective golden dragon, formed from National Luck, combining offense and defense, impervious to all magic!
Facing Chi Baobao's charge, the golden dragon roared and met him, opening its maw, intending to tear this reckless fat man to shreds!
But what happened next made Wei Guoan's eyes nearly pop out.
Chi Baobao, facing the majestic protective golden dragon, did not dodge or evade; instead, he opened his mouth.
His mouth split open at an exaggerated and eerie angle, directly biting down fiercely on the dragon's head!
"Crunch!"
A crisp sound, like biting into an apple, rang out.
The dragon's head, formed from pure National Luck, was actually... actually bitten off by him in a large chunk!
Chi Baobao chewed contentedly, a gurgling sound of enjoyment coming from his throat. The devoured golden National Luck quickly transformed into his own nourishment.
Wei Guoan was completely stunned.
What kind of monster was this?!
His National Luck golden dragon, let alone ordinary supernaturals, even a Son of Destiny like Ren Shitou, would need to exert all his strength to shake it.
But in front of this fat man, how could it be like a piece of cabbage, bitten off just like that?
"Tastes good, a bit like bubblegum."
Chi Baobao smacked his lips, gave his evaluation, and then pounced again.
The ensuing battle made Wei Guoan feel what it was like to be utterly frustrated.
In terms of strength and energy level, he was actually far above Chi Baobao.
His National Destiny Guardian System was extremely high-grade; every move and every stance carried the majestic might of heaven, righteous and honorable.
But Chi Baobao's ability was too unreasonable!
Devour!
Endless devouring!
Every National Luck attack Wei Guoan launched would be "slurped" and swallowed by the opponent like noodles.
His protective golden dragon, moreover, became the opponent's main target, chased and gnawed by Chi Baobao... Although it could quickly recover using National Luck energy, it was still a ridiculous and bizarre scene, with a dragon scale bitten off one moment and a section of its tail torn off the next.
Wei Guoan felt like a gentleman in a top-tier custom suit fighting a madman covered in excrement.
Winning was not glorious.
Losing was even more humiliating.
Most importantly, regardless of winning or losing, he couldn't avoid getting splattered with filth.
He couldn't waste any more time here!
His grand scheme, his chessboard, were still waiting for him to control back at Tianming Pavilion!
"Madman! You just wait!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Wei Guoan's eyes.
After a brief skirmish, he had made a "rational" decision.
Strategic retreat!
Then... borrow a knife to kill!
He fiercely unleashed his power, temporarily forcing back the chewing Chi Baobao.
Immediately after, he turned without hesitation, smashed through the window behind him, and transformed into a streak of light, speeding towards Tianming Pavilion!
His plan was simple.
He wanted to lead Chi Baobao, this "mad dog" chasing him, to Tianming Pavilion!
Let this monster that devours everything fight the maddened Ren Shitou, dog-eat-dog!
By then, he could sit back and watch them fight, wait for both to be severely wounded, then come out to clean up the mess and eliminate both major threats in one fell swoop!
"A perfect plan!"
Wei Guoan sneered inwardly as he sped along... Meanwhile.
Fuzi, Tianji, and the others were still in a frenzy over how to deal with Ren Shitou... They sent people to hold off Ren Shitou's attacks while discussing countermeasures.
Just then, another directive from the "Supreme Leader" popped up.
Everyone's eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief.
"I have been attacked by an unknown individual! He possesses the ability to devour National Luck and is extremely terrifying! I am being hunted!"
"Everyone, immediately gather all forces, and at all costs, guide the out-of-control Ren Shitou, to use him to kill this person."
Looking at this "distress signal" sent by The Watcher.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded; what could they do?
...Above the tall building.
Lu Cheng looked down at the two streaks of light in the city, one chasing, one fleeing, converging towards this location, a playful curve on his lips.
"Alright."
He said softly, as if announcing the opening of a good show.
"All the actors are heading to the same stage."
"I just don't know..."
"Who will be the real prey?"