[ACE!]

Before long, Instructor Wu's entire body had turned into a white skeleton. Only organs such as his viscera had escaped disaster, but even so, his life could not be saved.

He had died so abruptly.

"Thud!"

The corpse hit the ground, and a white-bone arm flew off, landing on He Zhao's face.

"My blood is highly poisonous to you," Gao Family's Concubine explained with a smile. As soon as she finished speaking, she violently spat out a mouthful of toxic blood. It landed on the ground with a hiss, sending up curls of green smoke.

"Damn it, I need Human Flesh."

Humans were Great Elixirs of Heaven and Earth.

Legend had it that Plant Spirits, Demons and Monsters, no matter what their origins, all had to take human form and walk the universe.

To Aberrations, humans could increase their strength and heal their wounds.

"One day, this old lady will pen up tens of thousands of people and eat them in a different way every day!"

She rose to her feet and shuffled step by step toward He Zhao.

It was not that Instructor Wu lacked the strength to kill her, but his final blow had struck her chest. Had it hit her head, perhaps they might have perished together.

He Zhao closed his eyes. The Death Omen talent warned him again; heavy storm clouds were gathering bit by bit, shrouding the top of his head.

His right hand gripped the dagger hidden at his waist as he continuously rehearsed in his mind every possible danger that might come next.

"This guy is smarter than the other Brutes. His brain must be delicious." Arriving before the "corpse," Gao Family's Concubine flicked out her Sharpness nails with her right hand, bent down, and slowly reached for He Zhao's head.

It was as if she intended to perform a craniotomy on him, then scoop out what was inside bit by bit and eat it.

Before she could touch his skull, He Zhao's eyes suddenly snapped open, two savage glints bursting forth.

"Clang!"

The dagger slid from its sheath, flashing with cold light.

"Pfft—"

Seeing a dead man come back to life, Gao Family's Concubine froze in a daze.

I clearly killed him. Why is he alive again?

Could this person be an Aberration too?!

He Zhao seized the opportunity and instantly drove the dagger in his hand into her eye socket.

"Ah!!"

A shrill scream rang out as she straightened up and staggered backward.

Blood splashed everywhere, drenching He Zhao from head to toe.

Intense corrosion sounded out. Ruthless He Zhao's armor immediately became pitted and full of holes, as though it were melting.

Even worse was his face. A layer of skin vanished outright, the flesh beneath it dissolved, and white bone was soon exposed.

As for the dagger in his hand, only a wooden handle remained.

The toxic blood was tyrannical; even gold and iron could not escape disaster.

"Want to eat my brain?"

Unfortunately, his vocal cords had been corroded by the blood, and he could only make meaningless clicking sounds.

Under the moonlight, a skeleton clad in tattered armor walked step by step toward the man clutching her eye and screaming. The scene was incomparably eerie and terrifying.

At that moment, the formidable effect of the Child of the Night talent revealed itself. Even without flesh or a Nervous System, He Zhao could still control his body and keep resisting death.

He swore he would drag his enemy down with him, falling together into the Abyss of Hell.

The skeletal hand picked up the Curved Saber. Reaching Gao Family's Concubine, he raised it high with both hands.

"Die!"

As his words fell, the Curved Saber chopped into her neck.

"Pfft—"

One slash sank three inches into the flesh.

His arms pressed down with force, driving it another three inches deeper.

Gao Family's Concubine's head was held on by nothing but a strip of skin and flesh.

"Thud!"

Even as he resisted death, he still could not stop its arrival.

The light in He Zhao's eye sockets gradually dimmed until it finally went out.

Before that, Gao Family's Concubine, who had caused the annihilation of the Profound Armor Elite Regiment, had long since fallen silent.

"Click clack click clack click clack. (In the end, I was the one who laughed last.)"

[Congratulations, you survived for 180 days. Your brief rookie career honed your fists, feet, and weapons to perfection. You thought it was merely a simple mission to kill bandits, yet never imagined that Man-eating Demons were lurking behind it.]

[Rating: C-.]

[Enemies killed: Private Slave (15), Demon Eater (1).]

[Rewards: 100 Simulation Coins (rating), 3 Simulation Coins (enemies killed), 100 Simulation Coins (Demon Eater), Draw Lots (3).]

[My Wallet: 355 Simulation Coins.]

[Would you like to replay your simulated life?]

Replay my ass!

The sensation of his entire body being corroded clean away was absolutely a torture no human could endure.

[New items have been added to the Past Life Mall. Please check them yourself. (Happy shopping!)]

"Hm?"

[Diligence Compensates for Lack of Talent: Geniuses are made of 99% talent and 1% sweat. Although you only possess that one percent, as long as you work diligently, you can make up for some of your shortcomings. Price: 1,000 Simulation Coins.]

"I'd better draw lots."

Good heavens, it cost 1,000 Simulation Coins right off the bat. He might have coveted it, but he simply could not afford it.

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He focused his mind, and the Profound Armor Elites appeared before his eyes one after another. Instructor Wu and the Demon Eater followed close behind, along with a jumble of other things: warhorses, dried rations, waterskins, and more.

"Clatter!"

A Bamboo Slip dropped out from among them.

Turning it over, he saw the word [Low] written on it.

[Congratulations, player. You have drawn Ruishi Armor (Hundred Battles).]

A full set of Profound Armor Elite gear fell from midair into the bedroom.

He Zhao: "."

Well then—armor, weapons, bow and arrows, everything was included.

What, then?

Did it want him to carve out territory for Great Xuan in the modern world?

Ruthless He Zhao picked up the Ancient Sword and flicked it lightly. The blade let out a series of hums.

Profound Armor Elites wore sabers on horseback and wielded swords on foot.

Good thing the Simulator had not given him a horse. Where would he even keep it?

Also, Simulator, you really had no shame. Old was old—did you have to specially label it Hundred Battles?

Heh~~~ptui!!

That said, the aura of the sword in his hand was rather fierce. Who knew how many people it had killed to gather such immense killing intent?

"Again!"

A Bamboo Slip fell.

Turning it over, he saw the word [Middle] written on it.

[Congratulations, player. You have drawn Elite Camp Rookie Physique.]

A warm current surged and flowed through his body. He Zhao, who had long been in a subhealthy state, felt better than ever before.

Before long, the warm and comfortable sensation faded. He walked before the full-length mirror and saw that, unlike before, his body had become visibly sturdy.

He picked up the dust-covered barbell from the floor and lifted it more than a dozen times in succession without flushing or panting.

Only after two hundred repetitions did he begin to feel exhausted.

"At the very least, I'm more than three times stronger than before."

No loss there—this was a bloody fortune!!

"One last time. Dad, bless me."

What?

You asked why he did not pray to gods or worship Buddha, but instead called on his father for blessings?

Emmmm.

In He Zhao's eyes, his father was the true lucky koi, a legend of Guicheng.

At eighteen, his father had wandered into a lottery shop in a muddle, bought ten lottery tickets at random in a daze, and hit the jackpot immediately.

The moment he bought a house, not long after the contract was signed, news came that the place was to be demolished.

No matter what business he did, everything had gone smoothly with fair winds behind him. He had never lost money.

Even when a friend fooled him into taking over a certain stock, it hit the daily limit the very next day.

In short, he was Heaven's own child!

"Dad, although you're traveling around the world, you absolutely have to bless your obedient and kind biological son."

Draw lots!

A Bamboo Slip fell out of the Void.

Turning it over, he saw [top-tier] written on it.

"Holy shit? I really hit the jackpot! Dad, bless you!"

Thanks to Yichong Benjun for the 1,500 Qidian Coin donation.