Chapter 2
2022-02-12
Chapter 2 The second simulation, still dead!
【Day 1…you’re dead! ]
The icy reminder sounded, causing Lin Chen to be completely dumbfounded, and he didn’t move for a while.
“Why did you die?”
“Why did you die? This is the first day!”
It took a long time for him to recover from the petrified state , said incredulously: “Could it be… this is another daofather who sensed my existence in the dark, and then ended up molesting me again?”
Lin Chen couldn’t believe it. Virtue Temple, which has lived for a little more than three years, is still in a crisis of life and death.
It’s still tomorrow.
This is something he doesn’t want to face anyway.
Because of the human nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he immediately felt that this was a fake cheat.
Otherwise, this is too terrifying to say.
Of course, it’s one thing to think cheats are fake, and it’s another thing to just throw them away.
“Simulate again!”
Therefore, after Lin Chen calmed down a little, he immediately shouted in the heart.
He had to figure out the problem.
If possible, he also wants to make sure that the cheat is fake.
After all, getting a cheat second day and dying or something is outrageous.
However.
When he shouted in the heart, he got an even colder answer.
[Sorry, you cannot simulate at the current time! ]
Lin Chen: “…”
Good guy.
The cheat that he has been waiting for for three years is not only very incomplete, but also… incomplete?
This is terrible.
“Then when will I be able to simulate again?”
Lin Chen took a few deep breaths and made himself feel that the world was beautiful before he tried with a smile on his face a sentence.
[At this stage, after each simulation, you have to wait one hour for the cooldown time before the next simulation. ]
Call…
After listening to the simulator’s automatic reply without a word, Lin Chen exhaled slowly.
Don’t know why.
At this time, he still has a very honored feeling.
Thinking about this, Lin Chen thought awkwardly: “This feeling of honor may be due to the long wait?”
Three years.
It’s been three full years since I crossed.
For three years, he has been thinking about when his cheat, or something else, will be credited.
Especially in the half year after Master’s death, Lin Chen’s mood became even more intense.
Nowadays.
It was finally time, how could he be calm?
This is equivalent to, after a licking dog sent dozens of messages, finally got a general reply from Goddess.
Of course, as a straight man of steel, Lin Chen definitely doesn’t have a dog-licking mentality.
Nowadays, he even doubts whether this ‘Goddess’ (The earth shook and the mountain quivered) that he has seen once is really a ‘Goddess’ (simulator).
However, excitement is always inevitable.
“It’s only one hour, just wait.”
After gradually relaxing, Lin Chen whistled and cleaned the main hall of Virtue Temple.
After that, he also went to steam a pot of rice and washed a few green vegetables.
It was ten minutes at noon, and Lin Chen elated his lunch.
At the same time, the one hour cooldown period of the emulator has finally passed.
[One hour has passed, do you want to start a new simulation? ]
Before he could speak, the emulator beeped first.
“Yes.”
Lin Chen chose to simulate again without any hesitation.
However, perhaps because of the change in his mood of this simulation, the second simulation has changed Heaven and Earth turning upside down from the first simulation.
[On the 0th day, you rested for a while at noon, and in the afternoon, you came to the grave of the Old Temple Master with the attitude of repayment.
Looking at the grave in front of you, your mood is very strange. After being silent for a while, you told in the heart that you got the simulator…]
[On the first day, with a skeptical attitude, you ran to the mountain and secretly looked down.
Time passed a little bit…
In a blink of an eye, it was noon.
You are dead. ]
“Understood.”
“So that’s how this cheat works.”
Although Lin Chen heard the cold ‘ You are dead’ three words, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After all, simulated death isn’t real death.
even more how, until noon tomorrow, he still has nearly twelve hours (twenty-four hours) to use.
In other words, he can simulate at least eleven full times.
After 11 simulations, if he can’t even find a way to survive, then he is wasting air in this world, and he really might as well just die.
At least, if he dies, his corpse can nourish the earth.
“However, there are still nearly twelve hours before death, at least eleven simulations, but I should do some preparations.”
Thinking of this, Lin Chen quickly took out a piece of paper and slowly recorded some key information on it using the words of his previous life.
“Look inside, be dangerous, leave, live…”
After a quarter of an hour, Lin Chen looked at the paper on which important information was recorded, and muttered a few times. information.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes.
He was thinking, thinking about what he should do for the next simulation.
“Yes!”
Another quarter of an hour later, Lin Chen opened his eyes, and after a smile, he quickly wrote down messages on paper.
“The next step is to wait…”
After writing, he muttered silently and walked out.
Today, he still has one thing that every day all would do.
Practice boxing!
The authentic style of boxing taught to him by the Old Temple Master.
“Eight Trigram Fist!”
Standing in the courtyard of Virtue Temple, Lin Chen shouted loudly and punched like a tiger.
“pa ——”
He punched out, as if even the air was touched, and a crisp ‘pop’ sounded in the air in an instant.
In this regard, Lin Chen’s face did not change at all, and he still punched one punch after another according to the moves taught by the Master.
Because he is very clear, it seems that, at his current level, most of the sounds coming out are the crackling of his joints, which has nothing to do with the air.
Yes, although this set of boxing can make the countless ‘martial arts Master’ he saw in his previous life ashamed, but in this world with demons and ghosts, it is not enough to watch.
It can only be said to be ordinary.
Maybe not even the edge of the rivers and lakes, let alone the culture circle.
However.
be that as it may, but Lin Chen treats this boxing as if drunk and stupefied.
After all, every man has a kung fu dream, this is not a nothing serious.
Therefore, even if the Eight Trigram Fist he came into contact with was just a martial arts that was so common in this world, he cherished it very much.
“Hoo!”
After one hour, Lin Chen, who was sweating all over, put away the shelf and let out a long breath.
“It has grown again.”
Then, he happily said with a smile: “In terms of strength, if I am now, even if I beat ten players before. I, definitely have more than enough.”
“This is kung fu!”
As he spoke, he looked at his fists in fascination.
After a while, Lin Chen took his eyes away from his fists, wiped his sweat with a towel, turned around and walked towards the backyard of Virtue Temple.
(End of this chapter)