First Simulation

After looting a big sum of silver from the body, Lin Fang rushed to a river nearby, to clean his bloodied appearance.

After drinking to his heart's content, he called out to the simulator.

[Endless Slaughter Simulator]

[Host: Lin Fang]

[Age: 18(37)]

[Cultivation realm: mortal]

[Techniques: none]

[Talents: calm and collected(blue grade)]

[souls: 1]

Looking at the status window, Lin Fang wasn't shocked by most of it, his current age in this body is 18, while the 37 meant his last life's age plus the two years he lived in this world. the number 1 next to the souls bracket made him sigh in relief, he knew that he had lucked out killing that man with his frail body and he couldn't imagine having to kill another. 

But, what truly shocked him, was the talent bracket, "simulator, what is this calm and collected talent?"

[Calm and collected (blue grade): this talent enables the host to remain calm and keep a rational train of thought in even the most chaotic or stressful situations]

"so that's why I didn't even feel a thing when I killed that man, did I just gain this talent or was it innate?"

[The simulator helped the host awaken his innate talent]

Lin Fang nodded in understanding, "what does blue grade mean?" he asked in confusion.

[Talents are separated into six grades from lowest to highest: white, green, blue, red, purple, and gold]

Lin Fang was surprised, his innate talent wasn't bad at all.

After understanding the stat window, Lin Fang's eyes turned determined as he spoke, "SIMULATE".

[does the host wish to consume 1 soul to activate the simulation?]

"yes", he whispered.

[Ding, simulation starting...]

[Ding, Talent refresh in progress...]

[Congratulations! You have refreshed the following talents:]

[Slightly warming handshake (white grade): with a mere handshake the host can make anyone's hand feel a tiny bit warmer]

[Infallible teapot whistling (white grade): This talent allows the host to produce a perfect whistling sound that mimics the boiling of a teapot]

[Silver tongue (white grade): the host is more eloquent and can convince people easier]

"what are these talents? is the simulator trolling me?", Lin Fang's face instantly turned dark. "what is their use?? making my opponent's hand warmer so that he takes pity on me? or entertain guests with teapot sounds? do you want me to become a clown?"

Taking a few breaths, Lin Fang focused on the only reasonable talent, silver tongue, although it seemed useless at first sight since this is a world where might is right. However, having the ability to convince people more easily could help even in such a world.

Without hesitation, Lin Fang chose silver tongue.

[Ding, Talent selected successfully, simulation starting...]

[at 18 years old, you walked back to the village, took both the silver that you have just looted and the silver the gang gave you before, then you entered the only inn in the village]

[You knocked on the door of a room with a skull engraving, and a muscular man opened the door glaring at you menacingly]

[you offered a big sum of silver to join the gang]

[although your body was very frail, the leader of the gangsters a third rank martial artist accepted you because of your silver tongue and the pouch of silver that you have offered]

[you joined the Flame Skull gang, and learned its cultivation technique, the flame heart method, which was a technique that could at its peak help, a practitioner become a second rank martial artist, by cultivating fire qi]

[at twenty years of age, you finally mastered the flame heart technique becoming an unranked martial artist]

[you kept on practicing relentlessly never making any trouble, becoming known among the villagers as the hermit gangster]

[at forty years of age, you finally formed your first strand of qi officially becoming the only third rank martial artist in the village, since the old leader of the gang had already died of internal injuries]

[feeling prideful, you finally stepped out of seclusion, wanting to celebrate your breakthrough in the only inn of the village, however, before you could even enjoy your first drink, you were spotted by a young man who didn't look a day past 16 years old]

[he glanced at your immortal like appearance with envy and casually slapped you to death]

[due to your death, the simulation ends]

"WTF?!" Lin Fang almost coughed out blood in anger, "This is worse than a dog's death, how did a kid kill me with a slap after I cultivated for decades in seclusion!"

Lin Fang sighed in exasperation, " I must be the most pitiful transmigrator to ever exist"

[Ding, reward generation successful. you can choose one of the following rewards]

[1-cultivation realm at the third rank of martial arts]

[2-combat experience at forty years old]

[3-white grade talent silver tongue]

Lin Fang's eyes flashed with joy, "I can even take the cultivation realm at the end of the simulation!"

Lin Fang pondered, "I didn't get any combat experience in this simulation, since the only combat I had was getting slapped to death instantly. As for the silver tongue talent, it isn't as useful as the cultivation realm."

Without hesitation, Lin Fang chose the first option.

instantly, Lin Fang felt a warm sensation throughout his body. Memories of practicing the flame heart technique for decades suddenly appeared in his mind, and a strand of fire qi emerged in his dantian, circulating naturally and flawlessly.

He had officially become a third rank martial artist.

"is it really that easy?"

Lin Fang was still in disbelief as he threw a punch at a tree next to him. the strand of fire qi instantly coated his hand giving it an orange hue.

BANG!

A loud bang was heard as a scorched hole appeared on the thick tree making it tremble incessantly. 

He looked at his unscathed hand and then at the scorched hole, feeling a mix of amazement and joy.

He realized that from this point forward, his days of hardship and struggle would become a thing of the past.