Chuanchuan,
When you read this letter, I will have already left. There is something I’ve been afraid to tell you. In truth, I am a member of the Wa Race. If you know anything about my people, you should understand what I’m trying to say.
In ten years, I’ll be waiting for you at the place where we first met.
Love,
Xixi...
Chen Pingchuan stared at the letter’s contents, feeling completely bewildered. What does she mean, there’s something she was afraid to tell me? And what is this Wa Race?
Unable to wrap his head around it, Chen Pingchuan decided to set the issue aside for the time being. Of course, this did affect his mood slightly. So, he got up from his bed, stood by the window, and gazed into the pitch-black night sky as he continued the simulation.
[Upon reading the contents of the letter, your mood sours. You inwardly curse that fool in reality for being so easily played.]
[Initially planning to leave, you are brought back to the mayor’s villa backyard by your raging fury. Gazing at your door number, 68, you feel slightly dazed.]
[After returning to your room to get dressed, you start from room number one, opening each door one by one.]
[In room one, you rescue a harmless little boy.]
[The Great Fierce Bear in room two is rather irritable. You deftly snatch its heart out, though you had originally only intended to sever one of its legs as a warning.]
[The little girl in room three reminds you of an unpleasant memory. However, her attitude is to your satisfaction, so you decide to let her go.]
[In room four is a flamboyant vixen. For daring to disregard your objections and grope you, you once again activate your deft skill, taking her head clean off from a distance.]
[Your brutal actions frighten the two children behind you. The calmness in their gazes vanishes, replaced by fear.]
[You then sweep through the remaining sixty-plus rooms. Aside from the simple-minded man in room 6, everyone else is slaughtered by your hand. Your physical attributes are massively enhanced. Feeling the surging power, you do not grow arrogant, instead deciding to await the arrival of tomorrow’s Nightmare.]
[You have gained three new underlings and have inquired about their names and abilities.]
[The little boy is named Wei Hao, an abandoned orphan whose ability is Gravity Control.]
[The little girl is named Lilia. Not only is her name similar to Belia’s, but her ability is also the rare attribute of Telekinesis.]
[The simple-minded man can’t remember his name, so you name him Porcupine. He tells you that he doesn’t know what his ability is. All he knows is that he can eat a lot, is always hungry, and is very durable. He’s willing to be your underling as long as you can keep him fed.]
[You do not inquire about the trio’s backgrounds or the reasons for their imprisonment. After ordering them to set out at dawn tomorrow, you return to your room.]
[After a quiet night, the situation in the backyard is discovered the next day by a servant delivering food. Annoyed at having your peaceful sleep disturbed, you reward her with death.]
[Before enjoying the rather hearty breakfast, you summon two purple Parasite Seeds, hand them to the two children, and make them consume the seeds in your presence.]
[Feeling a subtle connection form between you all, a wicked smile once again spreads across your face.]
DING!
[Your life’s trajectory is facing a major turning point. Please make your decision carefully.]
[Option A: Continue with the text-based simulation. Follow the choices of your divine self—rest assured, he will not harm you.]
[Option B: My fate is mine to control, not heaven’s! Divine self? The young master has arrived, so get out of the way! You decide to enter the simulation in person.]
"Huh?" Chen Pingchuan murmured. "Why is there a turning point?"
His brain began to spin its wheels again. Without sufficient information, he could only rely on imagination to assess the situation within the simulation.
Logically, it shouldn’t make much difference whether I enter or not, unless my choice affects people or events related to me. Given my divine self’s personality, if he wants to play, he will definitely obliterate any army sent to suppress him. Combined with the wine I concocted for those upper-echelon folks—with its excessive side effects—Hantan City would probably be instantly paralyzed. But even if it’s paralyzed, it shouldn’t have a major impact under normal circumstances, unless some other disaster is about to occur.
With too many unknown factors, Chen Pingchuan couldn’t effectively analyze the specific reasons.
Forget it. I’m not going to overthink it. I choose to enter the simulation in person!
DING!
[Activating the City Annihilation: Insect Swarm instance. 100 simulation points consumed.]
[Friendly Reminder: The enemy of my enemy is my friend.]
[Personalized Translation: Sometimes, just being alive is a form of happiness.]
Just as Chen Pingchuan’s expression turned grim, his vision went black and then cleared. He found himself sitting at the dining table.
He looked up at the three people sitting not far from him. His gaze first fell on the little girl to his left.
The blonde girl’s eyes were like clear lakes, her lashes fluttering with each blink, creating ripples of innocence. Her cheeks were rosy and fair. She wore a white dress with a pink ribbon tied at her waist, and her golden hair was pulled back into a ponytail, with a few stray strands falling across her forehead. The girl looked just like a delicate doll.
The boy to his right wore a well-tailored, fine-checked shirt with a refined bow tie at the collar, exuding an air of casual nobility. His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see right through a person’s soul.
In contrast to these two, who ate with refined manners, the nearly three-meter-tall giant sitting further away made Chen Pingchuan’s lips curl into a smirk. The giant’s muscles were clearly defined, each one brimming with incredible power. His white tank top was stretched taut over his imposing frame, pulled and distorted as if by an irresistible gravity.
COUGH, COUGH...
Chen Pingchuan’s feigned cough quickly drew the attention of the three. The two children immediately put down their utensils and looked toward their new boss, their eyes filled with both curiosity and fear.
Yes, fear!
Chen Pingchuan figured something must have happened in the simulation that he didn’t know about. Given the vile nature of his divine self, he would never have let the three of them off so easily. Even after taking them on as underlings, he must have done something else to them.
Ten seconds later, even Porcupine, who had been voraciously devouring his food, sensed that something was wrong. He looked up at the three, who had all gone silent.