[Enter simulation?]

[Yes][No]

"Enter simulation. Yes!"

[Detected that the Host is carrying the following Talents, Skills, and Achievements:]

[Skills: Light-Fingered (Rule-based), Bloody Plunder (Purple)]

[Achievements: Worse Than a Beast (One-Star), Loli Abductor (Two-Star)]

[Talents: Double Strength (Green), Heavenly Dao Rewards Diligence (Green), Parasitic (Purple), 24k Titanium Alloy Dog Eye (Yellow), Friend of Women (White, Growth), Dying with Regrets (Special), I Am Heavenly Dao (Purple)]

[Drawing a random talent. Please select the amount of Simulation Value to invest. 0 points for a white talent, 10 points for a green talent, 100 points for a blue talent, 1,000 points for a yellow talent... 100,000 points for a Golden Flash talent.]

[All options have a chance to yield lower or higher-grade talents.]

[You have invested 10,000 Simulation Value. Please confirm a directional choice.]

[Directions include: Attack, Defense, Evasion, Growth, Mystery...]

[Remaining Simulation Value: 1,344,718]

As Chen Pingchuan looked at the dense wall of prompts, he felt a surge of confidence well up from within. His entire demeanor changed noticeably; he was no longer the down-on-his-luck transmigrator who had stumbled upon a cheat.

Now, I'm a man determined to become a god!

He dared not invest too much at once. After all, if he really got a Golden Flash talent, any type would be fantastic. But if he ended up with a white talent, it would be a complete joke.

Never overestimate the simulator's moral standards.

Chen Pingchuan took a moment to take stock of his current situation.

First, I don't lack offensive or growth-oriented skills or talents. What I lack are concealment skills, like invisibility, shadow evasion, or anything that reduces or eliminates my presence. If I had those, I could avoid a lot of conflicts.

Second, I need defensive talents or skills. In my last battle, if it weren't for the armored vehicle's energy shield, that rocket attack would have either killed me or left me severely crippled. So, I need something like absolute defense, enhanced armor, or damage transference—anything to increase my survival rate.

Of course, there are plenty of other talents and skills I'm missing, like ore detection, divination, or something to block skill side effects. Those are all weak points for me, but they aren't as urgent right now.

Thus, after a moment of thought, Chen Pingchuan locked in his choice.

"Choose the Evasion direction."

[Ding! Congratulations on acquiring the blue skill: Merge with the World!]

[Merge with the World]: Blue Skill. The user can become invisible three times a day. While invisible, you disappear from sight and your breathing is automatically silenced. Taking damage will automatically cancel the invisibility.

P.S. Remember to be in a 'pure' state when using this skill, as external objects are not included in the invisibility. You wouldn't want people to see a set of clothes walking through the air, would you?

HISS...

Looking at the text on the light screen, Chen Pingchuan felt the blood rush to his head. He desperately wanted to shout.

Damn it! I want a refund! This is blatant false advertising!

He was right not to trust the simulator's bullshit. What was the difference between this and buying a lottery ticket? If he remembered correctly, his previous investments had never resulted in such a huge disparity. Spending 10,000 Simulation Value for a blue skill... that was the unscrupulous simulator's style, alright.

Still, this familiar feeling brought a strange sense of reassurance to Chen Pingchuan.

People are so strange. Things that come too easily never feel secure.

And Chen Pingchuan always remembered: every gift from fate has its price secretly marked. The bill just hasn't come due yet.

And so, in surprisingly good spirits, Chen Pingchuan began the simulation.

[In the morning, a chaotic clamor wakes you. After freshening up in the washroom, you look out the window.]

[Unlike usual, the backyard is particularly lively today. You see many guests in luxurious attire, each with a beaming smile on their face. You feel a sudden urge to punch them to see if they can still smile after.]

[Reality hits more suddenly than expected. You find yourself standing right in front of them, but you don't dare raise a fist. Instead, you plaster on a fake smile and begin preparing your signature cocktail for everyone—Dream City.]

[Today is sunny but exhausting. The invited guests arrive in so many separate batches that you don't have a single moment to rest, spending the entire day rushing from one task to the next.]

[Lying on your soft bed, you calculate the number of drinks you made today. Over the course of the day, you prepared more than three hundred glasses and successfully served them to the upper echelon of Hantan City.]

"Well, I'll be!"

"Just as I thought. The simulator may have been upgraded, but it never said anything about sealing away my divine self!"

Chen Pingchuan was now certain that the version of himself in the simulation was definitely not his true personality. It was one hundred percent his divine self pulling the strings. This meant the simulator still hadn't fixed the issue of his divine self hijacking the simulation's results.

What a tedious, petty little game.

Although he was complaining internally, the smirk spreading across his lips betrayed his true feelings.

What he didn't realize was that his recent experiences were making him more and more like his divine self from the simulations, while the original, somewhat cringey and immature youth was fading away.

[On the second day, you once again entertain hundreds of guests. Unlike the previous group's lavish attire, a large portion of these people are dressed in military uniforms. You silently calculate when the side effects of Dream City will begin to manifest.]

[On the third day, only one day remains before the side effects manifest in those who first drank Dream City. No one comes to bother you today. Seizing the opportunity, you strip off your clothes and quietly slip out the door.]

[Escaping the mayor's house is easier than you imagined. Perhaps because they saw you as a simple bartender and wanted you to mix drinks willingly, they hadn't reinforced your door from every angle. This proved to be a key factor in your successful escape.]

[You arrive at the storeroom where you and Wei Xi first clashed. Inside a drawer, you find a letter she left for you. Display the letter's contents?]

Chen Pingchuan frowned.

That foolish woman. I told her not to leave any trace behind. Leaving a letter creates the risk of it being discovered.

His recent experiences had taught him that this world was far more complex than he had ever imagined.

Any kind of talent could exist. If a talent like Annihilation Black Hole is real, then why not something like scent tracking, handwriting analysis, or some other esoteric ability? It's all possible.

"Display the letter's contents."

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