The fast-forward journey after seizing the traverser system

Qi Chusheng is wandering at the bottom. Although his life is better now than in his previous life, he is targeted more.

In his previous life, he had no power, but he still pretended to be humble on the surface. But this life is completely different. He still thinks that he is just a late bloomer and everyone looks down on him all day long.

He has no real ability, but his luck is surprisingly good, so naturally he is targeted by people with ulterior motives.

Whether it is a powerful object that can turn danger into safety or an object that can change luck, it is not an ordinary thing, and his existence naturally attracted the attention of others.

Escaping from danger once or twice would be considered a coincidence, but if one can escape from being targeted every time, then there must be something fishy going on.

The world is already in chaos, Qi Chusheng is not a particularly important figure now, and he wants to rely on the association, so it is naturally impossible for him to disobey the transfer order.

Qi Chusheng was apparently transferred, but in fact he was taken to the headquarters. This is not a place where good men and women gather. Qi Chusheng once had the right to despise and escape, but now he can only be slaughtered.

As soon as Qi Chusheng woke up, he saw a group of people staring at him, their eyes full of inquiry and cold gazes that made him shudder.

"What do you want to do?"

Qi Chusheng spoke in a stern voice but without any momentum. He was also afraid. After all, he had suffered setbacks every time since his rebirth, which had made him lose confidence.

"We are very curious about why you are able to escape danger every time. Can you tell us about it?"

The old man opposite raised his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled gently, but Qi Chusheng only felt a chill.

Qi Chusheng didn't know what to say. Although he suspected that he had the destiny of a protagonist, he was still wandering around at the bottom, which didn't seem right. What's more, he didn't get all the opportunities he wanted, and even many things happened differently from what he remembered.

"I have no idea!"

Qi Chusheng really didn't know what was going on and he was also very confused.

"You hesitated, you lied."

The old man adjusted his glasses, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that you don't want to accept my toast, but we have plenty of tricks here."

The old man spoke cruel words in a soft voice, waved his hand, and someone came over immediately.

The man was holding a clay pot in his hand, and the old man opened the pot with a smile.

"Do you know what this is? This thing is called 'Bone-Eating Worm'. I hope you can survive it."

The old man still had a smile on his face and his voice was still gentle, but when Qi Chusheng heard the name, his eyes instantly widened and his face was filled with fear.

He prided himself on being wise, but he couldn't even hide his fear.

"Very good, interesting, you actually know what this is? It seems you have a big secret."

The old man's smile became even more exaggerated. Seeing Qi Chusheng's expression change drastically, he knew that he would definitely gain something this time.

"No, please let me go. I really don't know. I just think I have the luck of being the protagonist."

Qi Chusheng didn't care about anything else but to tell everything he knew, but all he got in return was a sneer.

"The destiny of the protagonist? Wow, let me see what I heard? This kid said he has the destiny of the protagonist."

The old man couldn't help laughing. He looked at the people around him and made jokes, and everyone started laughing too.

"You are not honest, kid. Or do you really think you can still talk about passionate youth? In today's world, you can't become stronger just by shouting. It's too bad to find a good excuse to deceive people."

After the old man finished speaking, he signaled his men to use the "Bone-Eating Worm" on him.

Qi Chusheng looked at the slowly approaching pottery jar and felt a surge of fear in his heart.