Simulator, Open for Me!

[You have entered the simulation]

[You were cornered in the side room of the backyard by your future brother-in-law]

[He wants to mess with you]

[You killed yourself in retaliation, avoiding being violated]

[You are dead]

[This simulation has ended]

"Holy crap!"

He Yu, in his room, was full of shock.

Recalling the events of the simulation, He Yu subconsciously clutched his rear.

Although the emotions from the simulation wouldn't carry over to reality, for He Yu, it was akin to watching a movie where he was the protagonist.

Yet, this absurd and terrifying plot still made He Yu feel deeply uneasy.

He Yu walked to the table by the window and sat down, wanting to take a sip of tea to calm his nerves.

But the pot of tea on the table had already been drunk, leaving only tea leaf dregs.

He Yu had to force himself to calm down.

As his thoughts gradually settled, He Yu began to reflect on his experiences.

He Yu had only transmigrated to this martial arts world today.

His predecessor was the only son of a poor farming family.

Not long ago, his predecessor's village suffered a drought.

Landlord Liu not only refused to reduce the rent but even increased it by thirty percent.

Almost all the villagers starved to death, and the rest fled the famine.

His predecessor's parents had also starved to death a few days prior, leaving only the fifteen-year-old predecessor on the verge of death.

Wang Kun, the owner of the Golden Saber Martial Hall, who was passing by, saw that the predecessor was well-built and sharp, so he took him back to the martial hall.

Upon arriving at the martial hall, his predecessor, who had endured hunger since childhood, now had fatty meat to eat at every meal, making him very happy.

The martial hall owner, Wang Kun, also had a beautiful and lively young daughter, Wang Yulin.

His predecessor gradually developed feelings of admiration for Wang Yulin.

His predecessor was also pleasantly surprised to find that Wang Yulin often showed signs of liking him as well.

His predecessor was overjoyed and even began to imagine a day when he would grandly marry Wang Yulin.

However, before his predecessor could reach that day, he died inexplicably.

He Yu, the transmigrator, had replaced him like a borrowed peach replacing a plum.

The He Yu who had just transmigrated inherited all of his predecessor's memories.

"Wang Yulin is so beautiful, and we're clearly compatible. What a perfect start!" He Yu was very happy.

He Yu also began to imagine a day when he would marry the beautiful Wang Yulin.

But after a moment of happiness, He Yu couldn't smile anymore.

This was because He Yu had just awakened the simulator cheat and, after running one simulation, made a shocking discovery.

He Yu discovered that Wang Yulin's deliberate approach to him wasn't because she liked him.

It was merely to make him let down his guard and feel secure staying at the Golden Saber Martial Hall.

Then, he would satisfy the peculiar desires of Wang Yulin's elder brother, Wang Yuanyi.

Wang Yuanyi's peculiar desire was a liking for cute young boys.

Wang Kun was aware of this matter, but because Wang Yuanyi had astonishing martial arts talent, Wang Kun indulged him.

In fact, Wang Kun bringing his predecessor back to the martial hall was precisely to allow Wang Yuanyi to toy with him at will, so that Wang Yuanyi could focus on cultivating martial arts after venting his desires.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, your family certainly knows how to have fun!"

He Yu had thought he was coming to be a son-in-law, but he never expected to be a child bride.

"Damn it! No wonder they wouldn't let me practice martial arts. They were raising me like Little Nanliang!"

He Yu was indignant and threw away the half-embroidered mandarin duck handkerchief in his hand.

"What kind of man embroiders handkerchiefs!"

He Yu stopped embroidering.

Because this family was just too much!

This family had made his predecessor so effeminate that even He Yu, who had inherited this body, was somewhat influenced.

If you find this book good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid losing it next time.

He Yu gritted his teeth in hatred.

Fortunately, He Yu awakened the Simulator cheat!

The simulator can simulate He Yu's entire life, and death will end the simulation.

After the simulation ends, he can bring back all the items obtained during the simulation, including his cultivation realm!

From his first simulation just now, He Yu knew that in a little while, Wang Yuanyi would come to He Yu's room and try to get intimate with him.

Wang Yuanyi was already at the peak of Skin Refinement, and He Yu, who hadn't cultivated martial arts, was no match for him at all.

"It's a shame I've already used up my simulation chance for today. I'll have to hide out for now!"

During the previous simulation, He Yu, shocked by the plot's direction, had only brought back a small knife for self-harm.

It was practically equivalent to bringing back nothing, a complete waste of a simulation opportunity.

Just as He Yu was filled with regret, a prompt from the simulator appeared before his eyes.

[Do you want to start the next simulation?]

Huh? I can have a second simulation today?

Are there no limits on the number of uses?

He Yu was a veteran user of Tomato Novels in his past life, with two and a half years of reading time.

So He Yu knew that simulation opportunities in simulation novels were very precious.

Some required long cooldown periods, while others needed the consumption of valuable items.

Only then could one humbly obtain a chance to simulate.

Why was his simulator asking if he wanted to start the next simulation, regardless of his own willingness?

How presumptuous!

The simulator seemed to hear He Yu's inner thoughts, and as if it had strong emotions, new prompts appeared rapidly before He Yu.

[Host, you already have a cheat, you should have the awareness of a cheat user, why are you being so stingy!]

[This simulator allows the host to simulate as many times as you want, whenever you want, with absolutely no restrictions!]

[We hope the host can change their outdated mindset, remember your mission, and become stronger and more glorious in the world of cheat users!]

He Yu was a bit dumbfounded by these lines of prompts.

He was inexplicably lectured by the simulator system?

He Yu felt like this simulator might be unhappy with its life, as it was even more excited than him, the host.

"Forget it, none of that matters now!"

He Yu shook his head, casting aside his chaotic thoughts.

With no limit on simulation attempts, he was practically going to fly!

Once he returned stronger after a few more simulations, that perverted family would all go to spa!

I'm definitely getting MVP this round!

Simulator, activate!

[You have entered the simulation]

[At this moment, you are sitting at a table by the window, holding a mandarin duck handkerchief you embroidered]

["Damn it, is this ever going to end!" You curse, looking at the handkerchief in your hand]

[You angrily throw the handkerchief to the ground and stomp on it twice]

[As if breaking free from invisible shackles, you finally regain your masculine spirit]

[You clench your fist with a determined expression. Although nothing was taken from you, this time you will take back everything that belongs to you]

[You recall the previous simulation and know that Wang Yuanyi will come over soon and corner you in the room, wanting to assault you]

[You can only leave the room for now and temporarily avoid Wang Yuanyi]

[And you plan to find some cultivation techniques to start practicing martial arts]

[You take the small knife with you when you leave. If you sense something is wrong, you'll end it all]

[You plan to go find Wang Yulin]

[Because Wang Yulin doesn't practice martial arts either, you can extort cultivation techniques from her]

[As soon as you arrive at Wang Yulin's courtyard, you hear that Wang Yuanyi is also there]

[Wang Yulin and Wang Yuanyi are talking in the room]

["Brother, I've already put the medicine you gave me in his teapot. Once the effect kicks in later, you can go over."]

[Wang Yulin's clear voice carries a hint of fawning]