“Sir, would you like so dragon at?”
“No need, Yingxue. You can have it yourself.”
The midsumr courtyard was silent, the air heavy with heat, as if the world itself were afla.
Xu Xi rested at the base of a sturdy tree, leaning against its thick branches. He watched Wu Yingxue with a faint smile as she busied herself roasting dragon at.
Sparks danced in the air, accompanied by the crackle of hot gravel and flying dust. Even mundane monts like this beca aningful in the stillness of sumr.
Unlike Krisa’s cooking, which had improved over ti, the princess’s culinary skills remained lacking. The dragon at was charred beyond recognition, resembling sothing lethal to dragons themselves.
Thus, Xu Xi politely declined her offer.
“Well… okay then,” she said, visibly disappointed. Devouring the overcooked at in a few bites, she quickly began grilling another piece, her movents more deliberate and cautious this ti.
Her serious expression and focus as she watched the flas dance lent her a peculiar charm.
The sky was clear, the sun’s intense rays breaking through the brick fences and foliage, creating shifting patterns of light and shadow.
“This kind of life… it’s really good,” Xu Xi murmured to himself, letting the breeze caress his face.
His gaze wandered from Yingxue’s busy figure to Krisa, who was tending to the dragon blood grass nearby.
As for Moli, she wasn’t ho. Likely, she had ventured off to sever another chaotic boundary.
Xu Xi had advised her to rest more, to spend ti at ho. But she always agreed in words, only to quietly slip away to the chaos.
Even so, Xu Xi could faintly sense her presence.
“Pah—”
“Pah—”
A faint, rhythmic sound echoed from the direction of his bedroom.
He didn’t need to see it to know. Having experienced it countless tis, Xu Xi could judge the state of the collection cabinet from the slightest noise.
“Looks like Moli is holding her own today. The sugar jar remains firmly in first place.” He chuckled. “But Yingxue isn’t doing too badly either.”
“Could it be… the princess burned her dragon at because she was distracted by this?”
His eyes lingered thoughtfully on Yingxue’s focused back.
The collection cabinet had beco sothing beyond Xu Xi’s original intent of preserving mories. Yet, he didn’t mind this evolution.
The sugar jar, magic wand, and paper flowers were ant to commorate those he thought he’d never see again. Now that they were back, the objects’ significance had shifted.
“Objects matter. mories matter. But the people themselves… they matter the most.”
Xu Xi smiled faintly, finding peace in the tranquil competition that had developed within the collection cabinet. This serene life felt like the most precious gift.
“After becoming a god, the transformation of my life’s essence has enhanced every part of . My magical abilities have grown exponentially, and I can now wield laws freely,” he mused.
“Even the cultivation of the Dao and the circulation of qi and blood in martial arts have accelerated significantly. With the enhancents from Eternal Tears and Starlight, it may not be long before I ascend to beco an immortal—or even transcend in martial arts.”
The cicadas’ incessant chirping echoed from the dense foliage above, hidden from view. Xu Xi looked up, silently calculating the changes in his strength.
As a god, his progress in magic had reached the level of a minor graduate, a place from which the world seed simple and clear. Cultivation and martial arts were also improving rapidly.
The Xu system was in a state of rapid growth. Given enough ti, it seed inevitable that he would unify the three great paths—spirit, energy, and soul.
“So… what should I simulate next?”
He summoned the simulator panel visible only to him, its translucent interface shimring faintly.
“In the past, I perford simulations to gain strength and protect myself in the real world. But now, I’ve beco a god. The three paths—cultivation, magic, and martial arts—each have their systems.”
“Together, they encompass nearly all the advantages of the extraordinary systems. I lack nothing.”
Closing his eyes, Xu Xi felt the energy flowing within him. The divine mana, martial qi, and immortal essence intertwined into a harmonious symphony.
With the combined power of three supre systems and the protection of three supre artifacts, Xu Xi was invincible—at least on Earth.
“Continuing to gain new powers is still an option. But now, I’m more curious about the simulator itself—its essence, its composition, its existence.”
“Beautiful Life Simulator…” Xu Xi murmured. “Its na doesn’t align with traditional cultivation worlds. Could it be sothing from a science fiction world?”
The idea intrigued him.
“Let’s try a simulation on the science fiction side this ti,” he decided.
“If I recall correctly, the systems in science fiction worlds are incredibly complex—ranging from intergalactic civilizations to omniscient AI disasters, even encompassing control over the physical universe.”
“If I can uncover the simulator’s essence, that would be ideal. Even if I can’t, I have nothing to lose. Besides, science fiction offers unique perspectives on world analysis that might prove useful.”
“Simulator, charge !”
At his command, countless sci-fi items poured out of his space ring and were absorbed by the simulator.
The panel displayed a rapidly progressing bar:
[Loading science fiction anchor dia: 1%, 2%, 3%…]
Soon, the loading bar reached 100%, and the panel emitted a brilliant white light.
[Science fiction anchor dia loaded.]
[Congratulations to the host. A simulation is now available. Would you like to start a wonderful simulated life?]
[Current simulations available: 1]
The simulator chid softly.
Without hesitation, Xu Xi confird, starting his fourth life simulation.
Simulation starting…]
[World line deducing…]
[Transmigration world locked: Science fiction world detected.]
[Entries generated. Please select three entries as character talents for this simulation.]
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