"Don't forget, he was an emperor. Do you think he was an ordinary person? Which founding emperor wasn't ruthless and deeply calculating?"
The warriors of the Super Soldier Company were also fiercely discussing the incident.
Qi Lin frowned tightly and said with disgust, "That guy relied entirely on force to unify the realm and rule it with force. He's practically a tyrant!"
Zhao Xin smiled and asked, "Tell me, based on what he did, could he reach the level of an Eternal Emperor?"
Ge Xiaolun gently shook his head and said uncertainly, "He conquered the grasslands, which could perhaps count as an achievement. But unfortunately, he didn't continue expanding westward."
"What kind of achievement is that?" Qiang Wei retorted disdainfully. "His civil governance was a complete mess. He abolished martial arts, launched literary inquisitions, and made life miserable for the people. Bloodshed and slaughter were everywhere. Only this world has martial arts. In a real historical world, things would have long since descended into chaos."
Qiang Wei gave a cold snort at Zhao Xin's words, clearly disagreeing with his view.
Zhao Xin stroked his chin and fell into thought, muttering to himself, "Do you think our history might once have had martial arts manuals too? Maybe they were later eradicated by rulers because they threatened imperial power too much."
Lei Na burst into laughter after hearing that. "Haha, now that kind of plot is more realistic! Where is there some perfect ending where the righteous side defeats the villains?"
She then asked expectantly, "I wonder if there'll be another one. I'm really looking forward to it!"
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After traveling through time for 25 years, at the age of 51, your heart—which did not originally belong to you—began to fail because your vital energy had been severely damaged. Even with your World-Shaking Divine Skill, you could not suppress it. You died. This simulation has ended-- Calculating simulation data, calculating simulation rewards You may choose one of the following rewards 1. Simulation Yun Ming's Martial Arts (including Inner Force, Martial Arts Memories, and more) 2. Simulation Yun Ming's Memories (including Martial Arts Memories, fate, and more) 3. Simulation Yun Ming's Wealth (physical items such as gold, silver, jewels, and more) 4. Simulation Yun Ming's Talent (tenfold cultivation talent) .
Yun Ming looked at the long list of rewards that had appeared.
"Fate, talent?" Yun Ming was puzzled by these two labels.
The host became an emperor during the simulation. If the host chooses the memories, it will be equivalent to personally experiencing them and will naturally grant the Supreme Fate. If the simulated talent reward is selected, the talent will become reality.
"Is that how it works?" Yun Ming looked surprised.
He could not help feeling curious.
"Is this Supreme Fate at the level of an Eternal Emperor?"
As soon as he said it, he felt a little embarrassed.
His simulated self's civil governance had been a complete disaster. His martial arts had been powerful, but they were used against his own people.
How the hell did that qualify as an Eternal Emperor? He was undeniably a tyrant.
Yes.
"Huh?" Yun Ming froze.
"Even someone like me in the simulation could count as an Eternal Emperor?" Yun Ming was utterly dumbfounded, speechless. He found it absurd.
Why the hell did that make him an Eternal Emperor?
"System, you're not messing with me, are you?" Yun Ming questioned the system in disbelief.
In the simulation, the host was not the emperor of a nation, but an emperor who possessed a nation. His control was immensely strong. Though he could not bring prosperity and strength, he impartially brought hell to everyone. In the simulation, the host extensively Changed History, Emphasized Culture and Suppressed Martialism, won the favor of scholars, and allied with Mobei. The Yun imperial clan became Mobei's Golden Family, with profound and enormous influence. Therefore, the fate is that of an Eternal Emperor.
Yun Ming: "."
Only five words filled his heart—This fucking works too?
The system had rendered him speechless.
He remained silent for a long time, not knowing how to evaluate it.
He looked at the system rewards.
"Fate seems like a good thing."
Yun Ming felt that this thing was probably far from ordinary.
He had read plenty of novels, after all.
There was also the talent reward.
Ten times the cultivation speed.
That was even more outrageous.
But—
"These rewards in front of me don't seem able to provide me with any practical help for now." Although Yun Ming wanted to take a longer-term view, deep down, he wanted even more to taste the fruits of success immediately.
After a brief hesitation, he decisively made his choice, selecting the first reward without further delay—Simulation Yun Ming's Martial Arts.
At that instant, a strange sensation rippled through his mind like waves spreading across a lake.
Countless memories of martial arts surged forth like a tide, as if he had personally experienced everything from the simulation.
He seemed to be training bitterly through scorching summers and freezing winters, sweat and frost weaving together into vivid scenes. At the same time, he seemed to be seated beneath a pavilion, quietly studying the mysteries of martial arts, every word and every movement deeply etched into his heart.
Suddenly, a blazing fire seemed to rise within his abdomen. It rapidly spread throughout his entire body, and countless streams of energy erupted like a volcano.
He felt as if he were standing in a sea of fire, unbearably hot. His skin was roasted red, and steam poured from his entire body.
Yun Ming frowned tightly, feeling profoundly uncomfortable.
Unable to stop himself, he stomped his foot, trying to ease the scorching sensation engulfing him.
The moment he stomped—
"Boom!"
The entire building seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, shaking violently as if an earthquake had struck. Countless cracks spread like spiderwebs, a horrifying sight.
The other residents inside the building stared in shock at the cracking walls and floors around them, their faces changing dramatically.
People on the street also looked up after hearing the deafening blast.
They saw a building covered from top to bottom in terrifying cracks, like slender black iron worms intertwined together, sending chills down their spines.
Everyone stood dumbfounded, the same thought flashing through their minds—Was this building about to collapse?
Sure enough, in the next second, the building over ten stories tall began to collapse with a thunderous roar, as though it could no longer hold itself up.
Amid the ear-splitting sound of collapse, dust and smoke billowed everywhere. The scene was immensely shocking.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events, their eyes wide as they remained unable to recover for a long while.
"How did this happen when everything was fine?" someone muttered.
"Not good, save them!" At that moment, a man shouted loudly, pulling everyone back to reality from their shock.
"Oh no."
The instant the building collapsed with a thunderous crash, Yun Ming snapped back to his senses and immediately realized what he had done.
He was utterly horrified. He had never imagined that a casual stomp of his foot could cause such devastating consequences, shattering an entire building outright.
Thinking back to the simulation, when he possessed only seventy or eighty percent of Yuan Tiangang's strength, he had already reached the level of destroying cities and fortresses. Later, after absorbing all of Yuan Tiangang's power, his strength had reached a terrifying level.
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