"I failed again!
"It seems too big won't do either!
The simulation ended very quickly and did not leave any psychological trauma for Zhao Meng.
He glanced at the sun and saw that not much time had passed. He composed himself and prepared to enter the third simulation.
With the experience of the previous two simulations, after becoming a blue-spot Sea Hare for the third time, Zhao Meng became more proficient and cautious.
He controlled the size of the Sea Hare and carefully grew. Finally, five weeks later, Zhao Meng found a smaller breeding area.
Sea Hares did not breed in pairs, instead, a group of Sea Hares would gather together and party. They would reproduce in multiple groups joining head and tail, and the leader would naturally be a male.
This time, Zhao Meng used his size advantage to ruthlessly stab his sword into the other party after a long sword fight.
Finally, the leading male became a female, and his genes were passed on.
[In the seventh week, you ate and reproduced.]
[In the eighth week, you ate and reproduced.]
[In the ninth week, your physical fitness decreased. In order to avoid becoming a female, you hid!]
[In the tenth week, due to excessive reproduction, your lifespan decreased and you entered the aging period ahead of time!]
…
[In the fifteenth week, you died of natural causes!]
[The simulation is over!]
At this moment, Zhao Meng returned to his body.
A line of words appeared in his mind:
[As a reward for the successful simulation, you get three chances to draw the messages, you can draw one of the messages for your own use.]
[Do you want to draw?]
Seeing this situation, Zhao Meng clicked on 'draw' without much hesitation.
In the next moment, a ball of light appeared in front of Empress Nuwa's phantom.
This ball of light had gray, white, green, blue, purple, gold, and other colors.
Lights of various colors were placed in a lot cylinder like bamboo sticks.
[Please shake the lot cylinder!]
"Such a method was actually used to make a draw!"
With the prompting of the words, Zhao Meng's consciousness moved slightly, and the lot cylinder began to shake.
Looking at the flickering light, a hint of anticipation appeared on Zhao Meng's face.
"I wonder what I would draw?
"As long as I don't draw the hermaphrodite!"
Soon, a white light jumped out.
"This is… the goods are out!"
Zhao Meng picked up the white light and saw two words written on it:
"Dorsal anus!"
Looking at the explanation below the message, he had the urge to curse.
As a benthic creature, Sea Hares needed to nibble on the impurities and seaweed at the bottom of the sea, so the opening for their excrement was on their backs.
If this message was cemented on his body, what would happen? It was simply unimaginable.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Zhao Meng noticed something else.
"This message can actually be used on other creatures!
"If that's the case, this message is not useless!"
However, Zhao Meng imagined the consequences of using this message on the enemy and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"Uh…"
He quickly put the white stick aside.
He continued to shake the lot cylinder.
"Two more chances!"
Under Zhao Meng's shaking, a blue stick jumped out.
"Blue message!"
"It's a Mucoid Defense!"
However, after taking a look at the description of the message, Zhao Meng shook his head again.
The Mucoid Defense looked much more powerful than the dorsal anus, but it was not much more powerful.
Thinking about his body becoming sticky, it was really too strange.
Moreover, such an abnormal situation could easily cause others to misunderstand and mistake him for a demon.
One had to know that in this world, once one was involved with a demon, there would be extremely bad consequences.
His predecessor was exiled here because of his involvement with demons.
"Forget it! Continue to draw!
"One more chance"
Zhao Meng shook the lot cylinder again.
The next moment, a golden light rushed out.
"There's gold!"
"I remember there was only one Gold message!"
Zhao Meng carefully browsed through the contents of the message.
As expected, it was A Showdown.
[A Showdown was a duel to the death against a sexually reproduced creature.]
[The winner will become a male, and the loser will become a female!]
The description of the message was so simple, but the effect was extremely heaven-defying.
Zhao Meng was very surprised by such a heaven-defying message. However, when he thought of Empress Nuwa's ability to mold clay and create humans, transforming the gender would not be difficult for her.
…
At this moment, all three messages had been drawn.
Zhao Meng needed to choose one of them and keep it.
Facing the three lot sticks in front of him, he thought for a moment.
He would not choose a white dorsal anus. Such a message was too strange.
As for the blue Mucoid Defense, although it looked good, it was basically useless against stabbing damage.
And there was a dangerous drawback to this skill as indicated in the description of this message.
If someone sprinkled salt on someone in Mucoid Defense, it would cause critical damage.
So all he had left was the Gold lot with A Showdown.
"Unfortunately, this Gold lot's ability is so heaven-defying that it doesn't benefit me at all!"
Zhao Meng sighed slightly and chose the Gold lot.
As the Gold lot was chosen, all the remaining lots returned to the phantom.
Then, the phantom slowly dissipated.
Zhao Meng's consciousness returned to reality.
…
The crisp sound of birds chirping in the forest entered his ears again.
There was no change in the position of the sun above his head.
Zhao Meng reached out and touched the bowl beside him.
The bowl still had some residual warmth.
From this, Zhao Meng learned that time basically did not pass during the simulation process.
At this moment, he closed his eyes again, and a floating Gold lot appeared in his consciousness.
"Speaking of which, how should I use this thing?
"Who do I have a showdown with?
"With that Taoist!"
Thinking of this, he hurriedly stopped the strange thought in his mind.
Not to mention whether he could defeat that Taoist, even if he could beat him, there was no point in turning a middle-aged man into a middle-aged woman.
At this moment, Zhao Meng browsed through the explanation on the Gold lot again.
He suddenly realized that he had been wrong.
"A Showdown could challenge a sexually reproduced creature…"
Zhao Meng read the message again and said in realization, "In other words, I don't have to fight with a human. I just have to fight creatures with a gender!"
At the thought of this, Zhao Meng suddenly felt that the usage of this message had broadened.
The range of creatures with genders was too large.
Even ants had gender differences, but with his ability, he could not differentiate the gender of ants.
"The best way is to find a creature that is easily differentiated by gender!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Meng immediately thought of the laboratory rats in experiments.
"It seems easy to tell the gender of a rat.
"There should be rats in Two-World Mountain, right?"
In order to verify the function of the message, Zhao Meng got ready to search for rats.
However, in the process of searching, he had underestimated the extent of the rat's concealment.
…
While Zhao Meng was tirelessly searching for rats, there was a small Taoist temple in the distant forest.
In the Taoist temple, a sage-like old Taoist priest was hugging floating dust in his arms. He was sitting cross-legged on a futon and resting with his eyes closed.
Below him were a few Taoist men who were also meditating and cultivating.
Among them was Taoist Qing Xuan, who had appeared in front of Zhao Meng previously.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest seemed to have sensed something. He opened his eyes slightly and gently waved the dust in his arms.
An image appeared in front of him.
In the image, a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes that could not hide his handsome appearance was lying in front of a rat hole with his butt sticking out, searching for something.
Looking at the young man's actions, the old Taoist priest shook his head gently and sighed silently.
"Qing Xuan, have you delivered his food?"
"Master, I've already sent it over."
At this moment, Qing Xuan also noticed the abnormality of the young man in the image.
"Master, should we tell Emperor Zhao about this?"
"That won't be necessary!"
The old Taoist priest's eyebrows moved slightly. Just as he was about to close the screen, he sensed something and raised his left hand to calculate.
"There seems to be a demon approaching!"
"The guards at the foot of Two-World Mountain seem to be slacking off more and more!"
"Qing Xuan!"
"I'm here!"
…
In the forest of Two-World Mountain not far from Zhao Meng.
A brown fox with mixed fur was moving quickly.
This motley color happened to mirror the color of the tree trunks in the forest, forming a natural camouflage color.
And while passing through the forest, the fox's eyes darted around as it kept sizing up the surroundings. It appeared to be very nervous.
"Damn it, I have to bear the responsibility for those mistakes of the Green Clan.
"The Prince of Zhao ought to be dead. How could he still be alive?"
At this moment, the nose of the mixed-fur fox moved slightly, and the expression in its eyes became even more flustered.
"Oh no! A cultivator is approaching."
"If I, Bai Yan, am able to escape today, I will definitely repay those bitches from Fox Hill Mountain!"
Suddenly, a green light descended from the sky. It was as fast as lightning, and the mixed-fur fox still wanted to hide.
Unfortunately, with a sharp scream, the mixed fur fox was nailed to a tree root by a dissipating green light.
As its life passed, the mixed-fur fox's consciousness began to dissipate. Some vague memories appeared in its mind uncontrollably.
"It's a pity that it's male and useless to our Fox Hill Mountain. Throw it away!"
"Oh! It's still alive. Since it's so lucky, bring it into the slave cave!"
"Your talent is not bad, but it's a pity that you're a male in our Fox Hill Mountain!"
"Since you've already learned this technique, I'll leave the matter of Two-World Mountain to you.
"Why aren't you willing? How dare you…"
…
Memories flashed through its mind.
"If there's an afterlife, I hope I can become a female fox!"
At that moment, it vaguely heard a shout.
"Don't even think about leaving! How can the rats from Two-World Mountain run so fast!"
"Huh! What's that?"
The footsteps approached from afar and arrived in front of the mixed-fur fox.
"It's a fox!
"It has been injured by the sword qi!
"Looks like it's a demon!"
Upon hearing this, the mixed-fur fox's last desire to live disappeared.
Just as its consciousness was about to dissipate, it could still feel that person flipping its body.
"Yo, it's a male fox!"
The mixed-fur fox originally had no intention of living, but this familiar tone deeply stimulated its soul.
The entire fox instantly woke up.
It suddenly opened its eyes, wanting to remember the person who had insulted it in the end.
Even if it had to transform into a powerful demon, it had to take revenge for today.