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My Life Can Be Infinitely Simulated

Gu Yang crossed over to a high-martial world, eked out a living in small village for two years, and finally saved up enough and activated the Life Simulator system. With a certain amount of money, a simulation can be run. After the simulation ends, one of the three can be retained: realm, martial arts skills, or life wisdom. [For five years you were an accountant, saved up enough money to buy a cultivation manual, practiced hard for ten years and became a Ninth Realm martial artist, but then ran into an enemy and died!] [Once you left the mountains, you were at the Ninth Rank, became a protector of a certain family, practiced intensely for twenty years, broke through to the Eighth Grade, and ultimately, died of old age in a small town.] [Once you left the mountains, you were at Eighth Grade, received recognition from a noble clan, were taught profound martial arts, but due to slow progress, were marginalized, and after a dozen years, you finally broke through to the seventh grade, but then encountered powerful foes on a mission and were killed.] … After countless rounds of simulations: [You encounter people, but none are a match for you. You realize that you have become invincible.]

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432 Chs

153 Sure enough, it's him!

Divine City, outside the Martial Academy.

Princess Chang's phoenix carriage arrived once again. After ten days, the grand competition had finally ended, and the ten martial scholars had been determined. Today was the day to grant them their titles, and she naturally had to be present. Otherwise, her presence on the opening day would have been in vain.

With the decline of the Martial Academy, the so-called martial scholars had become insignificant in officialdom, though they still held some use in the military.

However, with the support of a major figure like Princess Chang, the weight of this title was not the same.

This time, she again invited Gu Yunfei to accompany her.

Today, she was delayed by some matters and had arrived a bit late.

At the entrance of the Martial Academy, a group of people was respectfully waiting for Princess Chang.

Inside the carriage, Princess Chang was flipping through a dossier, with her hand supporting her chin, her eyes thoughtful.