Xu Moli knew full well that her elder brother was not that kind of person.
He was the one who loved and cared for her the most.
But still.
Xu Moli couldn’t shake off the unease in her heart, fearing that something might happen. So, she could only sneak out in the dead of night, when Xu Xi was deep in sleep, to quietly appear and touch him.
“Good night, Brother.”
Resting her head on Xu Xi’s chest, the girl bathed in the moonlight and slowly closed her eyes.
She wasn’t asleep.
She just wanted to savor this moment of tranquility as much as possible.
To cherish this rare and precious time with her brother.
She lay there, her head on his chest, pressing down, until the sun rose the next day, when she reluctantly faded away, dissipating into the air.
Before leaving.
The girl, who had grown into a beauty of unparalleled grace.
Glanced toward the magical supernatural item in the corner of the room.
She frowned slightly.
For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling—not life-threatening or dangerous, but deeply unpleasant.
It was like the annoyance she felt as a child when someone tried to steal her candy.
……
……
Half an hour later, the morning sunlight broke through the curtains, its bright and intense heat waking Xu Xi from his slumber.
“Strange, why do I feel so tired?”
Opening his eyes.
Xu Xi noticed something unusual about his body.
His entire upper body, especially his chest, felt inexplicably heavy, as if something had been pressing down on it all night.
Could it be that a Golden Core Cultivator like him could experience sleep paralysis?
Xu Xi was puzzled but didn’t dwell on it, assuming it was just a side effect of overexertion from alchemy.
“The top priority now is to sell these pills.”
After getting up and washing.
He had a quick breakfast.
Xu Xi swiftly opened Supernatural Home, skillfully listed the pills for sale, and soon, a regular customer purchased them.
Xu Xi switched pages, opening the magical supernatural items section.
He preselected the items he wanted to buy.
Adding them one by one to his shopping cart.
“Now, all that’s left is to visit the Supernatural United Bureau,” Xu Xi said, leaving his home.
The Withered Vine Sword expanded in the wind, carrying Xu Xi as he flew toward the Supernatural United Bureau in Yanshan City.
Supernatural Home was convenient—any item could be bought or sold through a phone or computer—but the actual distribution and receipt of items required a trip to the Supernatural United Bureau.
The Bureau had a dedicated logistics department.
Handling the transactions for Supernatural Home.
This was why Xu Xi had seen so many people during his first visit to the Bureau.
“Looking for a team! I’m a Great Fighter from the XuanHuan side, need a healer and a tank!”
“New supernatural here, begging for a carry!”
“Hahaha, my son has the potential of an immortal—he’s a triple spiritual root!”
The lobby of the Supernatural United Bureau in Yanshan City was filled with a cacophony of voices—supernatural beings calling for teams, and ordinary people ecstatic over discovering their supernatural potential.
Occasionally, even more peculiar sights could be seen.
Supernatural elements intertwined with technology, the ancient overlapping with the modern.
This was the Spiritual Energy Revival.
This was the dawn of a new era.
“Though it’s not my first time seeing this, it never fails to awe me,” Xu Xi mused, as he walked briskly into the Bureau amidst respectful greetings of “Senior Xu.”
Trading, selling, confirming, and trading again.
This cycle repeated several times.
From morning until noon.
Xu Xi finally converted all the pills in his possession into the magical supernatural items he needed, storing them all in his spatial ring.
He didn’t want to waste a single moment, flying back home at full speed on his sword.
He then proceeded to charge all the magical supernatural items.
Into the simulator.
**[Ding—]**
**[Magical Anchor Medium Loading Progress: +1%, +1%, +1%, +1%]**
The progress bar slowly inched upward. With each magical supernatural item that disappeared, the loading progress of the anchor medium increased slightly, steadily and resolutely crawling toward completion.
Finally.
The last gap in the progress bar was filled to the brim.
**[Magical Anchor Medium Loading Complete]**
**[Congratulations, Host, you have gained a simulation opportunity. Would you like to begin your wonderful simulated life?]**
**[Current Simulation Opportunities: 1]**
“Finally… it’s done.”
A smile spread across Xu Xi’s face.
It had been nearly two months since his last simulation ended, and Xu Xi had already fully absorbed the rewards from that first simulation.
Now, the second simulation couldn’t have come at a better time.
“The magical side is vastly different from the cultivation side, almost entirely unrelated. I wonder what I’ll gain from this simulation.”
“I hope the results won’t disappoint me.”
Summoning the fully loaded simulator interface.
Xu Xi chuckled lightly and decisively pressed the button to start the simulation.
**[Simulation Initializing…]**
**[Worldline Projection in Progress…]**
**[Locking on a traversable world, analyzing as a magical world]**
**[Generating Traits… Traits generated. Please select three traits to serve as your character’s talents for this simulated life.]**
**[Trait levels are as follows: White, Green, Blue, Purple, Gold, Red]**
**Close-Combat Mage (Blue): As a qualified mage, your close-combat skills are astonishing. Even if a knight gets close, you can hold your own.**
**Elemental Perception (Purple): You possess an exceptional ability to perceive elements, with a chance to form a contract with elemental spirits. Perhaps you’ll become a trailblazing elemental mage.**
**Dream Whispers (Gold): You often hear incomprehensible whispers in your dreams, gaining great benefits from them, but your sanity will rapidly deteriorate.**
**Sprint (White): You run very fast, much faster than the neighbor’s big yellow dog.**
**Mortal’s Wisdom (Red): Your research ability is outstanding. If you wish, you can learn anything, but everything you do remains within the limits of a mortal.**
**Observer (Purple): Your attention is sharper than most, allowing you to see through appearances to the essence of things.**
Xu Xi scanned through the traits.
Noticing that this batch was particularly impressive.
With the highest-level Red trait making an appearance.
“Mortal’s Wisdom… being able to learn anything, isn’t that like being a chosen one in a different way?” Xu Xi pondered, quickly selecting three traits for this simulation.
Namely, Elemental Perception (Purple), Mortal’s Wisdom (Red), and Observer (Purple).
Although Dream Whispers was a Gold-tier trait, the sanity-draining side effect was something Xu Xi couldn’t accept.
The simulation life was 100% real.
He had no interest in becoming a mindless lunatic.
**[Traits selected. Begin simulation?]**
“Confirm.”
The familiar sensation of his consciousness detaching washed over him. In a daze, Xu Xi, the Golden Core Cultivator, felt his surroundings grow bright and luminous, as he uncontrollably broke through space and time.
**[Simulation No. 02 Officially Begins]**
**[The weather is unusually gloomy today, and a heavy rain suddenly starts outside. Staying at home, you have no intention of going out.]**
**[The roar of a heavy truck echoes outside, but you pay it no mind, thinking you’re safe indoors and couldn’t possibly be hit.]**
**[You were careless, you didn’t dodge.]**
**[The wet and slippery road caused the tires of a Dayun-brand heavy truck to skid, sending it crashing straight into your house, and you happened to be in its path.]**
**[Once again, you’ve run into bad luck, being violently struck and sent flying.]**

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