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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.]

New Booth · 玄幻
分數不夠
432 Chs

218 War Mana

When Gu Yang and the Dao Sect's master Wen Jue arrived at Chengtian Palace, they didn't alarm anyone and entered the Great Hall directly.

They arrived just in time to see the Empress slit her own throat with a jade hairpin, blood splattering across the Great Hall.

"Why did she commit suicide?"

Upon seeing this, Gu Yang was stunned.

From another perspective, he could clearly "see" that her life was rapidly fading away, and in a blink of an eye, she had turned into a corpse.

The Empress is indeed dead?

He found it hard to believe that the mysterious Empress, who always had the last laugh in all his previous simulations, had died so easily.

...

"No——"

Zhao Yi's head buzzed, his eyes nearly bursting out of their sockets. He reached out to stop her, but it was already too late.

All he held was a dead body.

The ministers in the Great Hall were all shocked to the extreme point, as if in a dream.