If Yun Ming hadn't been able to see the system simulation prompt, he really would have thought he had succeeded.
Well!
Not that he thought so.
As Yun Ming watched the scene in the sky, he could see that the dark side of his simulated self was growing ever more terrifying, bringing an increasingly oppressive feeling.
It was clearly just an illusion, yet it made those watching feel chills in their hearts and their hair stand on end.
Many people had the sense that a storm was about to break.
"Once it erupts, who knew what kind of fury it will be."
Simulation Yun Ming was now moody and unpredictable. Whenever he was unhappy, he would draw his sword and slaughter the people around him.
Every day, he summoned ten young women from among the common folk for pleasure. He had become the very image of a tyrant.
"He's becoming more and more like a volcano on the verge of erupting."
Holy Keisha's face was solemn.
"He still has his reason. He has never opened the Pandora's Box the evil god gave him," He Xi said.
"But he has wanted to open it several times," Holy Keisha replied. "In the end, he always restrained himself."
"He was once an emperor himself. Logically, as a ruler, if he had no subordinates of his own, he should have divided and recruited people. Instead, he's directly issuing orders now. He's lost some of his mind." He Xi spoke helplessly. "He's backed himself into a corner and made himself into a joke. His authority is inferior even to that of a High Lord."
Holy Keisha shook her head, offering a different opinion.
"I think he's forcing himself, which is why he appears so irrational. Yet he refuses to open it. It's very contradictory."
"Madness