With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 689 Ancestral Charlatan 14
At this moment, Fu Yingshu and Ge Yu both stood up and walked to the shelf, staring intently at the boxes.

Azhen could see that both of their eyes were flashing with power, and then the two of them took out boxes containing their names.

This is a technique for penetrating obstacles.

Lin Xixi saw Fu Yingshu walking back with the box and smiled broadly: "Senior brother, you're amazing."

“You can try it too,” Fu Yingshu said. Lin Xixi had learned this basic technique for penetrating obstacles, but it would make beginners dizzy.

Lin Xixi nodded, glanced at Azhen, and walked over.

Luo Yun sat down next to Azhen at some point and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to do anything?"

Seeing how quickly Fu Yingshu had done it, she knew that Lin Xixi would definitely find the box, and she felt a little worried.

“No rush,” A-Zhen said. The client hadn’t done any calculations at the time; instead, he had mentally selected one.

She can just go and pick it up at the original time.

Luo Yun didn't ask any more questions and continued with the divination.

Now she should be the one worried. She also wants to get 500,000 yuan as a reward, which is practically like finding money on the street.

A moment later, Lin Xixi's face suddenly turned pale, and she almost stumbled and fell. For her current condition, using this kind of obstacle-penetrating technique was still somewhat difficult. Mainly, there were just too many boxes; looking at them one by one almost made her collapse. Fortunately, she quickly found her own box.

"Congratulations, Master Lin," Chen Wan'an said.

Lin Xixi walked down the street with a pale face, but then she tripped over something and was about to fall. Wen Song, who was sitting not far away, quickly got up and caught her.

"How is Master Lin?" Wen Song asked.

Lin Xixi quickly steadied herself and nodded gently: "It's alright, thank you Mr. Wen."

"Do you need to rest?" Wen Song asked again.

Lin Xixi refused. She was injured by using magic, so it didn't matter where she rested.

Moreover, she wanted to know how Feng Zhen would respond next, as the other party had not yet taken any action.

Could it be that they're thinking of having fewer boxes later to make it easier to slip through the checkpoint?
But how many people here can actually find the box? If you find the wrong one, you have to put it back, so it's not easy to get away with it.

Wen Song didn't insist and sat down again.

Mr. Wen is truly a good person; it's a pity that fate separated them.

[Xiao Xi is indeed capable, but it's still a bit too much for her; it wasn't as easy as it was for the previous ones.]

[Xiao Xi has never considered herself a master; her online name is "Xiao Xi who studies metaphysics." She's so humble, why are people still criticizing her?]

Look, someone opened an empty box.

Next, some people not only opened empty boxes, but also boxes with other people's names on them, which made some people who knew their own abilities decide to delay a little longer.

Unfortunately, if you lack ability, you lack ability and can't change the outcome.

Those with special skills used their unique abilities; some, like Fu Yingshu and others, used magic to penetrate obstacles and find their boxes.

Most people use divination to find their way.

Whether it's fortune telling or not, it looks like it is.

"Fine, so be it," Luo Yun thought to herself, glancing at the cards in her hand and her gaze falling on the tenth box in the ninth row. She jumped up, quickly walked over, picked up the box, and opened it.

When he saw the gold paper, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Could it be that this time it was so accurate?

Getting 500,000 for free, awesome!
Luo Yun walked back and saw that Azhen hadn't moved yet, and couldn't help but worry again. To be honest, she really didn't want Lin Xixi to win against Feng Zhen.

But if Feng Zhen really has no ability, then there's nothing that can be done. Sigh.

Hopefully, Feng Zhen will have better luck. Just then, the black-robed witch Deborah at the same table pulled the lever. She raised her serpentine staff and pointed it at the shelf. A box flew out of the shelf and landed in her hand.

Chen Wan'an didn't come down, but as the rule-maker, he naturally knew whether the other party had made the right choice.

"Congratulations, Lady Deborah, on successfully obtaining your box."

Everyone had to admire Chen Wan'an, the butler, for he could remember the names, characteristics, and even professions of everyone present.

Deborah nodded slightly to Chen Wan'an and sat down.

"Good child, tell Grandma, which box belongs to Grandma?" At this moment, everyone's eyes were drawn to a woman who looked like a shaman, about fifty years old. She was muttering incantations and carrying a porcelain doll as she walked towards the shelf.

"Okay, Grandma understands. You're such a good child, I'll reward you when we get back." The sorceress picked up a box, inside which were indeed gold paper bearing her name.

[Could that porcelain doll in the sorceress's hand be a ghost?]

Wow, that's so exciting!

A true master's skills are dazzling, while a fake master's are just as chaotic and unpredictable—it's all quite impressive!

Why hasn't Feng Zhen taken any action yet? Is he incapable of doing anything?

What's the rush? There's still time.

[Don't wait any longer. More than thirty people have already been eliminated, and less than ten have passed the test. Thinking there will be fewer boxes to choose from is impossible! If you don't know how, just choose now.]

[Ms. Feng didn't show any panic on her face; I believe she has her own reasons!]

Lin Xixi's gaze kept falling on Azhen, and the two's fans were arguing heatedly.

Azhen's fans were very worried, while Lin Xixi's fans were gloating and making all sorts of sarcastic remarks.

Just then, Azhen stood up and walked towards the shelf.

The two fans stopped arguing, and Lin Xixi stared intently at Azhen, her fists clenched. Could Fengzhen make the right choice?
"Do you need help?" Hua Wen suddenly transmitted her voice to Azhen's ear, "The porcelain doll before had the soul of a child inside it."

Azhen said, "No need."

"Moreover, if you show up and are captured by the one controlling the formation, who knows what might happen."

"The formation isn't activated, and they're not attacking that brat. It's possible that the person behind the formation isn't targeting him."

This formation is probably targeting someone, not the client, and it can't be that brat either. It shouldn't be revealed beforehand.

Hua Wen realized that A-Zhu really didn't need help, so she didn't force her.

The other party is a very skilled master, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Azhen went up slowly and reached for a box almost without hesitation. However, before doing so, she scanned the box with her divine sense to make sure it was correct before picking it up.

"Congratulations, Boss Feng," Chen Wan'an said with a smile, even paying attention to the form of address.

The client doesn't like being called a master, so her viewers call her Boss Feng.

Azhen smiled and nodded, then took the box and returned to her seat.

Luo Yun was surprised. It was that easy?
It seems Feng Zhen is quite capable.

Lin Xixi couldn't believe it. She hadn't sensed any power related to mystical abilities at all. How did Feng Zhen manage to do it without using any magic or divination? Could it just be luck?
She looked at Fu Yingshu, as if asking him if he had noticed, and the latter gently shook his head.

Fu Yingshu stared at Azhen's jade pendant. Lin Xixi glanced at it as well. Could it be that she was cheating with the jade pendant? If so, there was really nothing to say.

Azhen's fans stood up straight again and started arguing with Lin Xixi's fans.

However, many people still think she was lucky, that she just stumbled upon a perfect opportunity.