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Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

[Simulator+Cultivation+Farming Stream+Survival Stream] One day, through transmigration, Su Xing arrived in a data-centric high martial world. This world had extraordinary strong beings known as professionals, favored by the "heavens," who could level up and strengthen themselves by running dungeons and killing monsters. Su Xing changed his job to the hidden profession of Cultivator, but due to unknown reasons, he could not gain experience or level up like other professionals. Unable to level up, he could only cultivate... but in this era where Spiritual Energy was depleted and Cultivators were nearly extinct, even obtaining Spiritual Energy was a luxury. After four years in college, Su Xing was still a minor in the Qi Refining Stage, struggling even to graduate. Fortunately, he awakened the golden finger "Life Simulator," which allowed him to simulate the future by paying energy and bring back the Cultivation Level, items, and more from the simulation to the real world. However, in the simulated future, the Foreign Race invaded in full force, leading to the overthrow of the Human Race overnight. In such desperate circumstances, Su Xing chose to lie low and develop, cultivating Spirit Plants, concocting Elixirs, enhancing his Cultivation Level, improving the overall strength of the Human Race... He continuously strengthened himself through the simulator, becoming a hidden powerhouse, silently resisting the invasion of the Foreign Race... ps: This is a story about a simulator, leaning towards a careful survival strategy, farming development, and operating from behind the scenes...

Three five mysterious seven · Eastern
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Chapter 190 The Gap of the World, The Angel Envoy of Slaughter? (5000~) _2

[He, unlike those lost demonic beasts, seemed to have retained his consciousness.]

[He claimed to be an envoy of slaughter...]

[He warned you not to approach the white door.]

[He asked you if you were willing to accept the divine trial and become an envoy of the gods like him, possessing infinite power...]

[Seeing his disgusting appearance, you refused...]

[The creature, who claimed to be a slaughter envoy, muttered a pity after hearing your refusal. He said he smelled a displeasing scent on you.]

[It was the scent of someone despised by the god of slaughter...]

[With that, his figure blurred, and sharp, blade-like claws grew from his fingertips, slashing across your neck.]

[Your head fell, and your divine soul escaped...]

[He captured your divine soul effortlessly.]

[Afterward, he performed a strange gesture, as if worshipping the blood moon.]

[It seemed he intended to sacrifice your divine soul to that blood moon.]

[Your consciousness slowly faded...]

[You died!]