Life Simulation System

"You said you're going to be transferred?"

In the high-tech office, Bai Er bowed to the light screen in front of him, his expression appearing extremely sincere.

"Uncle Jessica, I know the organization assigned me this task because they want to train me, but I'd rather be on the front lines capturing slaves than sitting in the rear. Undeveloped markets have more uncertainty about survival in the universe. Staying in the office all the time is making my bones feel like they're going to soften."

Above the screen, a figure swirling a wine glass, arm in arm with a beautiful woman, let out a soft sneer.

"That's not what you said before!"

A middle-aged, overweight man with two horns on his forehead leaned forward and looked at Bai'er. "My dear little nephew, your uncle has arranged a very clear path for your promotion. You only need to accumulate one 'merit' to become a manager and enjoy the organization's shares... But what did you say?"

"Traveling abroad is too dangerous. My strength, which is only at the ninth level of the Constant Star level and is purely built up with resources, is only 25 times that of the ordinary beginner level of the Constant Star level. My weak arms and legs simply cannot bear it. Staying in the logistics department and slowly accumulating contributions will allow me to successfully advance to the Universe level."

The deliberately drawn-out voice carried a hint of fear, perfectly mimicking Bai'e's initial timidity.

White chalk blushed instantly.

Clearly, Jessica and Cretaceous are of the same race.

With their equally black horns, silver hair, and dazzling golden eyes that seem like stars, the Darkhorn Clan are born to embrace the light and the shadows. The strongest member of the clan has even broken through to the level of a Domain Lord.

But that doesn't mean they can give up.

Those who went out to manage star systems with rudimentary cosmic civilizations, those who participated in financial games, those who became mercenaries... like Jessica and Chalk's deceased father, were members of the Dark Corner tribe who went out in the same batch.

Jessica rose to a high position in the Sith organization, but her father tragically lost his life in an adventure, becoming a speck of dust in the vast universe.

Jessica's childhood friendship makes her very protective of her old friend's son.

I just don't know why.

Even though Jessica often gave her advice, this meticulously trained junior eventually went astray, becoming timid and fearful of getting into trouble.

What do you mean, wanting to go up to the upper levels...? What do you mean, wanting to go on adventures...?

Jessica didn't believe a single punctuation mark of that statement!

"Little chalk, did you get into trouble?"

"If we kill too many slaves, we won't be able to gather the required amount of clover for the organization this time, and we're worried it will affect the resources for the next round... It's okay, if there's a problem, as long as you're not bold enough to kill the domain lord's own son, your uncle can handle it for you. But you didn't take advantage of the freebies you got back then, and now you're risking your life."

"You better stay put!"

"Even if, as you say, we want to follow the original development path, you have to wait until I've made arrangements before you get involved. Don't end up like your father, that blockhead, and ruin your own life."

After saying that, Jessica closed the communication.

Bai'e felt somewhat dejected. Looking out the window at the tall buildings and the boundless mountains and forests outside the base, he sighed helplessly.

That's right, he's a transmigrator who just came out of the pen.

Upon waking, I found that I had lived for over a hundred years and landed in Swallow the Stars, a world where the slave trade was rampant.

As the "ruling class," the situation of the chalk was originally not bad.

Controlling a life-bearing planet, one can eat, drink, enjoy life and death at will. As long as certain tasks are completed, one can enjoy life as freely as before awakening.

But then a problem suddenly arose.

By chance, in this sleepless city, he heard a name that he least wanted to hear at this stage.

Pansy!

Slave Pansy, Pansy who was on good terms with the other slaves... Thinking that he was in the Cuilang Starfield and was engaged in the slave trade, and that Pansy, the master of the Fire Phoenix Group, rebelled the day before the slave chip was implanted and led his subordinates to escape, Bai'er was sweating profusely.

So, I'm just cannon fodder who gets overturned?

Considering there are still three months until the trade period, and the resources are clearly insufficient, the Sith organization typically uses planetary inhabitants as slaves to make up the price difference in such situations…

So Pansy is about to make her move!!!

At first, Bai'e thought, "Maybe I'm being too sensitive and guessing wrong," believing that the Pansy in front of him and the Pansy who possessed the Locke Divine Water were just people with the same name.

But when he used the detection equipment on Santa Star to detect an aura of cosmic strength from the other party, Bai'e truly panicked.

A secondary slave resource planet with limited output, and most of the slaves are only apprentices, so it's impossible for it to be equipped with strong defensive facilities.

The C-class laser cannon used for attack seems too cumbersome. It would be a miracle if Pansy could even be hit by such a weapon with such a long wind-up and a sound like a torch in the dark!

and so.

To avoid dying in the starry sky in the first year of his awakening, Cretaceous had no choice but to ask Jessica for help.

It was clear that this kind uncle didn't take his nephew's pleas for help seriously at all, and only thought that he had caused trouble and urgently needed someone to help him take the blame.

Can I talk about the Colock Divine Water?

Admittedly, while the domain lord behind the Sith organization could certainly deal with Pansy, who had only recently begun cultivating plant life, given his age, even if he accidentally obtained a seed of an ordinary plant life and had the cheat code of Locke's Divine Water, it would be impossible for him to cultivate a plant life of domain lord level...

But what happens after that?

If the other party becomes greedy, the best option is definitely to eliminate the people in the know present, and then use the Locke Divine Water to "fake death on the spot".

Cretaceous knows human nature.

He dared not gamble on whether certain time-sensitive settings could threaten a domain lord; he only knew that he was unwilling to give up this opportunity.

But now...

[Life Simulation System successfully bound]

The sudden appearance of the light screen startled Bai'er slightly.

He turned to look around, confirming that he was still on Santa Star, and had not been pulled into an illusion or transported to another place.

So this is my cheat code?

Bai'e swallowed hard, looking at the light screen in front of him with a mixture of hope and trepidation.

What abilities do you have?

[The host can consume simulation attempts to conduct a life simulation. Ultimately, a score will be given based on the performance, and the host can bring back items, insights into the Great Dao, inheritances, etc., to return to reality.]

"Insights into the Great Dao?"

White chalk's eyes were full of doubt. Wasn't this a comprehension of the laws?

[Those who have not yet become immortals can obtain one simulation opportunity per year; those who have become immortals can obtain one simulation opportunity every hundred years; those who have attained the status of a Great Luo Golden Immortal can obtain one simulation opportunity every ten thousand years, and so on.]

Simulation opportunities can be accumulated.

[The simulation count resets to one each time you break through a major realm. Please decide on the reward yourself.]

[Current number of simulations: 1]

Now it's clear that the cheat code is acting strangely.

Or maybe he just wasn't fully awake!

What's with all this talk about enlightenment and becoming an immortal? To be honest, the traditional cultivation method is just so-so... Do you want to see what world I'm in right now?

What kind of world is Swallowed Star? What level are those Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators? Their destructive power is negligible; I am an immortal now!

Bai'e shook his head in disappointment, but having come all this way, he looked at the light screen.

"Start the simulation now!"

The number of simulations originally marked jumped directly from 1 to 0.

[In the primordial chaos, there was no nature; Pangu created the world.]

Upon hearing this, Bai'e sat up straight abruptly.

What?! Is this a simulation of the primordial world?

If you say that, then I'm no longer sleepy—

He stared at the light screen with surprise and uncertainty, watching the lines of words jump around.

The newly born primordial world was desolate. The Great Dao governed all living beings, and countless creatures struggled to survive. The concept of immortals had not yet emerged.

As a newborn being, you were reborn as: A. a three-colored spirit deer, B. a rock spirit, C. a rare herb.

Deer? Stones? And grass?

Considering that vegetation might be immobile, the three-colored spirit deer may have simply been food for some powerful races in the early primordial era...

"I choose Rock Spirit!"

After saying that, Bai'er licked his lips, looked at the light screen, and hoped that the simulated object would be a little smarter.

And as he selected his target.

The light screen, which had been frozen in place, began to change again, revealing a huge line of text.

[Life Simulation Begins]