Author review; Again, quite a morally questionable MC. Alien talk, xianxia, simulator, all the good stuff. I honestly find this one semi-good, but still not good enough.
PS; There's a lot of talk about blood in the later chapters for apparent reasons.
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In a room, inside a weird world a young man, naked. With only his bed sheets to protect him from the elements, he looked at the girl in his bed "What? This is a bit too unland-ish, what in god's name is going on?" He said in a refined toung "Ugh, what is this major headache I am having."
The man looked to the other side of the bed "Did I buy a escort while I was inebriated? That could explain the headache, though she does wear shit weirdly. Must be a cosplay mistress, intoxication really does release my filter." The man looked around and saw clothes of his proportions laying on the floor, he calmly picked them up and put the weird chinese drama clothes on.
Weird clothes were better than no clothes in his eyes "I'll just buy new ones when I get the chance, though what I wore was some premium brands, it doesn't matter too much. Not like it makes a difference in real quality, the cost only lies in the branding."
He looked around, he started opening the doors too see what was around. There was an of-shoot room with a mirror, he frowned "Did the ancient chinese have mirrors? This totally kicking my off my imersion!" He shook his head while in shame for his trashy friends, they used so much money for a joke and they didn't even get the props right.
Though when he looked through the mirror "No way! The age reversal solution was finished, and a bit of plastic surgery on the side too, no a little too much." He admired his new face "It's above average, doesn't have the regular signs of plastic surgery. This is what money can buy, heh. I'll forgive them for the previous blunder."
He examined everything and built up the character he was supposed to be, he seemed to be rich. The headache seemed to be clearing up, he assumed it was the side effect of the 'elixir of youth'.
He walked up to a table in the room, it had weird porcelain wine stuff on it "Naaa, I'm not feeling it."
He walked to the side of the whench's of the bed and looked down on her, she suddenly opened her eyes "Oh? It seems killing intent is a part of this act, intresting."
His hand quickly landed on her open throat and clamped shut "************!" The woman screamed something, though the man didn't know what, she was weak. Quickly dying of a snapped neck "Though it is weird no one came up to stop me, this is my friends I'm talking about. And this youthful form really isn't in good shape. Well... It's more like a bit too much flub, at least it isn't that bad."
"She was a beautiful, but the cost of her services would have killed me, it's a little favor from me to Brov." The man reminiced about his penny-pinching friend who must've been crying tears of joy from all the money saved with that kill.
[You have proven your worth to use the
[Congratulations!]
"Cool!" The man said with a pumped-up fist
[Starter package automatically opened, giving
The man felt his mind pop up with new knowledge, a whole new language! "Simulator!" He yelled in his new language.
[Starting up...]
The world turned black and white, the man's face turned black "We don't have this level of special effects... Aliens!" His mind snapped to only one thought "God damn it! I thought we pushed them back in the 'battle of dragon's peak', I clearly remember killing a high commander!" A switch seemed to have been flipped inside his brain.
"Tsk! I have no choice but to follow the script now, even if this is a simulation or reality, aliens are advanced enough to make it impossible for me to notice the difference." He narrowed his brows and seemed to tense up his muscles.
[First time bonus! High simulation without cost increase!]
"Ohh! Thank you *Merchant hand rubbing starts*, kind sir, please could you give this poor merchant with a daughter without legs another little discount?" The fanciely dressed unfit teen shamelessly asked, as if the notion of shame was offensive.
He rubbed his hands many a time, but no response "You dare not give this young master free shit, you must die!" The body of a man who previously forced himself on a woman which he later snapped the neck of yelled.
Nothing, no new pop-ups. The man felt indignant, but aliens care not for humans.
[High- or normal simulation?]
"The 'High simulation', obviously" the cold blooded murderer said with disdain.
[Fake world, mainworld, or miniture world?]
"Main.. World, I guess?" The previously rampant phsycopath said with wisps of confusion.
[beast or humaniod?]
"Humanoid! I'm not ready for beast blood boiiiii!" The calm and suddenly overactive teen yelled.
[Human, be-]
"Human! You filthy machine!" disgust eminated from his voice, as if everything in this world was below him.
[500 years ago I +----+----[+]----+----+----+ I Present day]
The man stood rooted to the spot, he didn't think this system would be advanced enough to have the legendary 'Slider', he accepted the original position of 300 years in the past, but asked "Why can't I go even further beyond?"
[Choice of today to 500 years in the past for free is provided by the first time use bonus, to the future or further into the past will cost
"Oh..." A mysterious feeling of dread could be felt at that moment, everyone in a ten meter radius did at least... after the time stop was released.
[Extra options;
These options continued on and on and on and on and on... and on even more, there was one that was already bought.
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The hyper active teen smiled at this, but then instantly fell into despair.
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"That's so good! This is unfair!" He yells to the heavens, but he was already certain in his heart that he would rebuke himself on this fact if he had the talent "*Sniff*, I'm so poor, I can't afford anything... Just finish, Ok!?"
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[First year; you were born, you fully and shamelessly exploited your parents for every single dime you could and hid it in the yard. The ones who named you Hang Fen, were turned into your income stream.]
[Second year; you were finally able to walk proficiently, so you beat up the other children, and started to make your own gang. The only people that could become your friends, were turned into one of your income streams.]
[Third year; you beat-up a hunter's son into teaching you archery, you learned it quickly with your inteligence. You then walked out and shot a rabit in the skull with great difficulty. The thing that provides for all, mother nature, became one of your income streams.]
[Fourth year; you started a farm away from the eyes of others, it wasn't too difficult.]
[Fifth year; you captured wild chickens and started to sell them after breeding them a lot.]
[Sixth year; you were well off in the financial department, your parents were below average. You didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt and bought a good sword. You hid your sword somewhere they wouldn't be able to find it.]
[Seventh year; you trained with your blade at all moments, increasing your health. You also started to learn the way of pickpocketing.]
[Eighth year; you had become fit and healthy from your unshakeable disipline, you also pickpocketed some less valuable treasures or some coins from travelers. Even monks, the harbingers of good shit had become your income stream.]
[Ninth year; some weird bloody guy that everybody feared looked at you all, you mimicked the fear of the others and stole a few taels of silver since he had unbelieveable amounts of money. He suddenly appeared right before the start of your tenth year and told you that if you killed your parents he would give you a cultivation technique, since you had a rare talent for it.]
[Tenth year; you didn't believe the man, and ran away in the night. He caught up to you and praised your paranoia, but also said that he didn't lie there, and that he wished you well. The next day he realized he had lost a bunch of money, you had pickpocketed everything you possibly could.]
[Eleventh year; you came to the big city and bought a martial technique, you had no talent and fell into despair for a moment. You became a merchant and bought out other martial artists to fight for you.]
[Twelth year; you completely took over the under world with arrogant speech and a proper straight back.]
[Fifteenth year; you created a loyal pawn in your name and sent him out to bring great achievements to your name.]
[Eighteenth year; You have already reached a high level of power in the political sense, and you liked that. You also met that guy from a while ago, you talked to him and realized that he really wasn't lying to you back them when he said he would give you a cultivation technique.]
[Choose which year to enter the simulation ___]
"Year ten, I guess?" The teen said off-handedly.
When he next opened his eyes he seemed to have new memories, 9 years of them. Including the bloody man's whole speech about it all, and a dao oath to not kill the Hang Fen "I was planning on killing them anyways."
It was in the middle of the night and he walked around and opened a drawer filled with knives, he stood aside the bed like with the previous woman. And stabbed through the throat, and then jumped ontop of the bed to quickly kill the other before she could realize what was happening.
"Alright, now come out of your little hidey whole blood guy." The child looked into the empty room and said.
Small droplets of blood seemed to rise and form a person "Heheh, you knew I was watching, little guy?" Hang Fen shrugged "How else would you see if I killed my parents?"
"Heh, you make a good point." He said as he threw out a paperback book with strings attaching it, a classic chinese book creation method "Take it, if we meet again I'll give you some more." The bloody man just walked out, as if the lives taken by Hang Fen were worthless.
Heng Fen acted the same way and picked up the book "Huh,
He walked alone on the dirt road with his sword on his hip, and a bit of blood staining his face. He licked it off with his own toung, this was the
Heng Fen liked the feeling of gaining strength, he went on a rampage, killing everything that wasn't human and had good blood. He even found a monster corpse through pure luck, he started to drain the blood. It seemed only the materials were stolen. A cultivator did it, it was obvious.
Not that Hang Fen was complaining, he happily accepted it.
Written in the 10th of september, 2022.