Eye of Destiny

"This kind of life of working overtime every day is really not human. When will I be able to sleep until I wake up naturally, counting money until my hands cramp!"

Wang Chu dragged his tired body back home from the company, lay on the deck chair on the balcony, and looked at the moon sky. As an IT code farmer, he worked overtime every day this month and was already exhausted.

"How is this going?"

In the night sky, suddenly dark clouds covered the moonlight, and large swathes of black rain scattered from the sky.

"Black rain? What the **** happened?"

Surprise flashed in Wang Chu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand, letting the black raindrops fall on his hand, and the black raindrops disappeared shortly after falling.

When the wind blew, a black stone flew out of the black rain and fell into Wang Chu's right eye.

"It hurts!"

Waves of suffocating pain came from Wang Chu's right eye. He screamed and rolled on the ground. A mysterious spell appeared in his eyes. A long river containing the breath of fate flowed from his body. Appeared in the eyes.

Spiritual energy revives, meteors fall, the sky cracks, and demons and ghosts rampage across the world.

As a small person, Wang Chu persisted for eleven years in this world where demons and ghosts were rampant with a bottom like grass.

Eleven years later, one of the top ten death-forbidden places on Earth and Star, the Forbidden Land of Desolation.

"Trash, get out!"

Wang Chu, who was covered in wounds, was driven into the forbidden land like pigs and dogs along with hundreds of slaves from Earth and stars.

At the moment when he stepped into the forbidden land, Wang Chu screamed like hundreds of other earth star slaves, and his body and soul were in severe pain.

"what!"

Wang Chu let out an earth-shattering scream and woke up suddenly, his back was covered in cold sweat.

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were silent, and Wang Chu's screams did not cause any waves.

"Dream? What a real dream!"

Fear flashed in Wang Chu's eyes. The dream was so real that he couldn't believe it was a dream.

"Wang Chu, age, 24 years old, life expectancy 39 years old, consumed 44 years of life, peeking at the fate of the next 11 years."

"Eye of Destiny, Destiny Point 0."

Suddenly, a line of information appeared in Wang Chu's eyes.

"The eye of fate, what I see is the future destiny? During these 11 years, I struggled desperately, and I still lived like a wild dog. After 11 years, I will die like grass? This is not true! This is absolutely not real!"

Fear flashed in Wang Chu's eyes, and he was filled with fear when he thought of his future fate.

In the next 11 years, the spiritual power of the planet earth will recover, and countless ghosts and ghosts will appear on the planet Earth, and countries will be destroyed by the ghosts and ghosts. The Dayan Kingdom will also be destroyed in 9 years, and the people of the Dayan Kingdom will become slaves and food for the powerhouses of other worlds and demons and ghosts.

Eleven years later, although there are still rebels all over the planet, they are already dominated by demons, monsters, and powerful people from other worlds.

"In the next 11 years, although I haven't practiced the top-level magical skills and secret techniques, I have also learned the martial arts "Yangyan Kungfu" that will be popularized in the future of Dayan Kingdom! If this technique is effective, then the future I see should be real. of!"

Wang Chuqiang suppressed the fear in his heart, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the "Yang Yan Gong" in his memory according to his instinct.

"Yang Yan Gong" is a skill that can be cultivated to the level of a general. At the beginning, Wang Chu practiced hard for 11 years. When he was killed, he was only a junior general.

Not long after, a trace of air emerged from Wang Chu's dantian and traveled through a meridian in his body, making his whole body warm.

"The future I saw turned out to be real!"

Wang Chu slowly opened his eyes, and a complex color flashed in his eyes that was difficult to understand.

If there is no revival of spiritual energy and invasion of demons and ghosts, Wang Chu can start from scratch, start a multinational conglomerate, marry Bai Fumei, and enjoy the corrupt and luxurious life of the rich, wealthy and seventy-two concubines in the Sixth Palace of the Three Palaces and the Sixth Court.

"I haven't forgotten that thing!"

Wang Chu jumped up, closed his eyes, and recalled quietly. The memories of the next 11 years clearly appeared in his mind. He suppressed his excitement, quickly ran into the room, took out a pen, and recorded the numbers in his memory.

Wang Chu looked at the string of numbers with burning eyes, flashing with anticipation and excitement: "This is the first step for me to change my destiny!"

The next day, Wang Chu arrived at the company on time.

"Brother Wang, morning!"

Wang Chu meditated in his heart, and walked to a college student who was about nineteen years old and entered the company as an intern.

"Brother Wang, morning!"

The college student showed a hearty smile as Wang Chu remembered.

"morning!"

Wang Chu responded as he remembered, and sat down in his seat.

"Wang Chu, what did you do? Look at this report yourself! How many times have I told you! Be careful when doing things, why don't you understand?"

Xu Meng, a plump project manager, took a document and slammed it in front of Wang Chu's desk and roared angrily.

Wang Chu frowned slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Xu Meng didn't have much ability, and he would arrange for Wang Chu and others to do the work that originally belonged to him. The meritorious service belongs to him, while the demerits are disadvantageous for the people below. His project team can't keep people at all. Only Wang Chu was under pressure to repay the loan and needed this job, so he reluctantly stayed, but Xu Meng regarded him as weak and assigned him more work.

Naturally, many people can't understand Xu Meng's approach, but he is the brother-in-law of the company's general manager, and no one can do anything to him.

"Manager, I want to resign! Here is my resignation letter!"

Wang Chu handed a letter of resignation to Xu Meng and said lightly.

Xu Meng was taken aback for a moment, and threatened viciously: "Resign! I forbid, if you resign, you don't want this month's salary!"

Wang Chu is the most important backbone of this project team. Once he leaves, the progress of the entire project will even go back to the initial stage.

"Whatever, goodbye!"

Wang Chu threw away the resignation letter and left the company.

As soon as he left the company, Wang Chu went straight to a lottery booth and bought a thousand yuan lottery ticket in one go.

After buying the lottery ticket, Wang Chu went to a well-known traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy in Nanyan City to buy supplements such as ginseng, angelica, ganoderma, and sealwort, and returned to his home to brew them.

Wang Chu drank the decoction made from those tonics in one gulp, and began to run the "Yang Yan Gong". The traces of internal energy in his body circulated in the meridians and became stronger and stronger.

After completing the practice of a big cycle, Wang Chu let out a long breath, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Cultivation really consumes resources! However, today's one-day practice is equivalent to seven days when the spiritual power is recovered. On the one hand, it is because I have cultivation experience, and on the other hand, it is this great tonic decoction worth 3,000 yuan."

"Whether you can continue to practice quickly depends on today's!"

Wang Chu turned on the TV and turned to the channel for lottery draws.

The host's voice came from the TV: "The winning number for this episode is XXXXXXXX!"

"I won! I won 500 million! Haha, I won the lottery! I won 500 million!"

Wang Chu checked the lottery slip in his hand, full of excitement.

The next day, Wang Chu brought all his documents and rushed to the sports lottery center in the provincial capital.

"The advantage of being able to predict the future is really great. If there is no invasion of demons and ghosts, I can build a multinational consortium in just five years!"

Wang Chu looked at the 400 million funds in his personal assets in the mobile bank, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. If there is no invasion of ghosts and ghosts, the 400 million yuan can completely make him squander his whole life.

A flash of determination flashed in Wang Chu's eyes: "Unfortunately, after three months, all the funds in the bank will become a pile of waste paper! Before the funds become waste paper, I will convert all of them into resources."

In the future that Wang Chu saw, three months later, the world will change drastically, demons will dance wildly, banks will collapse, and the whole society will degenerate to the point of bartering. The money in the bank has turned into a pile of waste paper, which is difficult to get out, even worse than a roll of toilet paper.

"I act alone, the efficiency is too low. I need a team, a trustworthy team to do things for me. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Sister Liu! You can go to her, she can be trusted."

Wang Chu's eyes lit up, and he thought of Liu Xin, a comrade in arms who would fight side by side with him in the future. They once struggled to survive in the future world in the form of a small team, and saved each other several times. Finally, in a battle, Liu Xin was torn into pieces by a demon in the rear, which made Wang Chu sad for a long time.

"What date is it today? That incident may not have happened yet, and there is a possibility of changing fate!"

Wang Chu's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the date.

"July 3rd, that's today, that thing will happen! The thing that made Sister Liu suffer for a lifetime will happen. There is still enough time, we must stop it!"

A flash of determination flashed in Wang Chu's eyes, he hailed a taxi, and sped away towards the distance.

Beside an abandoned dock warehouse in Nanyan City, Wang Chu was quietly lurking in the shadows.

A van came from afar and stopped in front of the abandoned dock warehouse.

From the van, five people rushed out at once, and a fat man with yellow hair walked out of the van holding a beautiful girl.

"Boss, this girl is so juicy, prettier than those girls in the nightclub! I can't help it, how about using her to vent everyone's anger?"

The fat man with yellow hair stared at the beautiful girl in his arms, his saliva was about to flow out, and he salivated.

"Yes! Boss, this girl is top-notch! Let everyone have fun!"

"That girl was just designated over there, but it didn't say that she must have a place. Let's have a good time, and she won't lose a piece of meat!"

"..."

The eyes of the other three people also had a glint of lewdness, and they looked at the leader, a middle-aged man who was 1.8 meters tall, 1.8 meters tall, with an inch cut, and a ghost tattooed on his arm.