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The Goblin God's Predator Simulation System

Yes, I'm publishing it on RR. I'm Lord Trexer. Bozo, a goblin, ends up getting killed at the hands of some cruel humans. This is something normal in the world, but Bozo feels betrayed. He is angry. Why must they be hunted? Why can’t they live in peace? His rage defined odds and his hatred against humanity, awakened the slumbering entity: Predator Simulation System. [If the host gains high-rank ratings, then he will be able to get good rewards and skills from the simulation which he could use in real life.] [The death in the simulation will not affect host, but he can no longer simulate the character that has died.] Bozo, the unfortunate goblin, finally had a fortunate encounter. His plan of revenge against humanity, and his plan to build a kingdom of his own could finally set in motion after he has grown stronger, all thanks to the Predator Simulation System which was destined to belong to a monster… or being who would become a true monster in the future! … Join the discord: https://discord.gg/BSU2UZT4s2 … Inspiration for writing style is taken from: Immortal cultivation simulation, world traveler simulation system, and Reincarnated as a wolf with cheats. …

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Chapter 97: Time [1]

Chapter 97: Time [1]

"You-" Bozo's words were cut short as the Shadow materialized before him, swiftly bridging the two-meter gap. With a dagger in hand aimed directly at Bozo's neck, the Shadow's face loomed close.

Ding!

[You have used the skill Berserker.]

Thanks to recent leveling and his Berserker skill, Bozo narrowly avoided disaster. He instinctively raised his arms, intercepting the dagger's path just in time. The Shadow adjusted her attack, striking with deadly precision, slicing Bozo's arms multiple times as she passed by, leaving a shallow scratch on his neck.

Like a delayed attack, Bozo's arms were cut into three pieces with a slight scratch on the side of his neck.

His arms had fallen to the ground with a splatter. Despite the blood pooling from his wounds, Bozo disregarded the pain, focusing on survival. He leaped backward, narrowly evading a stab aimed at his back.

"You bastard! You-"

Ding!