Life Simulator: Invincible starting with a guard

In the early morning of early summer, before the heat rose, a neat and uniform call came from the Shen family’s mansion in Dongshan Town:

“Hey!”

“Hah!”

“Hey!”

“Hah!”

“Cheer me up! What a system of laziness! Say what about you, look at what! ”

As always, Ling Hao organized the morning training of the handymen, and running exercises, horse steps, and eighth-grade boxing were regular items of early training.

That’s right, Ling Hao is a traverser, and before crossing over, Ling Hao was an eighth-level gym martial artist with a strong physique and skillful boxing techniques.

He almost died suddenly due to excessive exercise, but before he died, he wore into this world, and returned to youth, came to Dongshan Town, and was taken in by the Shen family.

Shen Shuwen, the head of the Shen family, saw that he was tall and had a little fist and foot skills, so he hired him as the guest secretary of the Shen family.

Ling Hao had just come to this world and urgently needed a place to stay, so he agreed.

The language and writing of this world are similar to ancient China, and Ling Hao has also adapted to this world after a while.

After the Shen family gained a foothold, Ling Hao took up his old profession and trained this group of miscellaneous servants in the same way as martial arts apprentices.

That’s two years.

This group of miscellaneous servants who were being trained saw that they were getting stronger day by day, and their spirits were different from before.

“Ling Hao!”

Shen Shuwen walked into the backyard with his daughter.

“Elder Shen, you call me.”

“The sun is coming out, and you don’t rest?”

“Practice three volts in summer, practice three nine in winter, the hotter the weather, the more you must practice, otherwise the previous achievements will be lost.”

Shen Shuwen nodded.

He knows Ling Hao, is diligent, practical, persevering, and has extraordinary insight and knowledge.

Words like “summer practice three volts, winter practice three nine”, looking at the entire Dongshan Town, I am afraid that few people can say it.

Shen Qingqiu hid behind his father, taking advantage of people’s lack of attention, and secretly looked at him with his eyes.

Shen Shuwen has a daughter in old age and has regarded it as a pearl in his palm since he was a child. She grew up at home since she was a child, and she has never been out of Dongshan Town, but she is naturally beautiful, and although she does not leave home, the reputation of the Shen family has also spread around Dongshan Town.

In several towns near and far, all the families with a little prestige have come to the door to mention their relatives.

Ling Hao noticed his gaze and saw that it was Shen Qingqiu, so he smiled at her.

Shen Qingqiu’s face instantly turned red, and he quickly lowered his head and stared at his toes, his fingers unconsciously played with the corners of his clothes, pinched them and kneaded them.

Shen Shuwen said: “After the drill is over, you go to the account room and get the monthly money.” ”

“Good.”

……

Ling Hao received three taels of silver from Mr. Accounting Room, took it to the house, and turned over the savings of the past two years, adding up, just enough to save one hundred taels of silver.

In the past two years, in addition to getting the moon money from the Shen family, Ling Hao also charged for teaching the Shen family miscellaneous servants to practice boxing. One hundred silver per person to study for a month, because the fee is not high, and although Bajiquan is just ordinary fist and foot kung fu, after practicing for a few years, there is still a chance of winning against three or five ordinary people.

For their own future, most of these miscellaneous servants are also willing to pay this money, after all, if the work is good, they can change from miscellaneous servants to nursing homes.

Not to mention, it is much easier, and the monthly salary is also higher. The Shen family is also happy to see it.

“Finally saved up enough for a hundred taels!”

The Shen family was covered with food, and Ling Hao had almost no expenses except for occasionally buying some clothes.

“System, recharge!”

Ling Hao thought silently in his heart.

As a traverser, how can there be no system. When Ling Hao crossed over two years ago, he activated a system called Life Simulator.

He suspected that it was related to a simulation game he often played, but unfortunately it took a hundred taels to activate, which was also the motivation for him to desperately save money in the past two years.

[One hundred taels of silver is detected, do you consume the item and activate the life simulator?] 】

He chose to activate without hesitation.

Two years of savings were instantly emptied, and small words appeared in front of my eyes.

【Congratulations! 】

[Life simulator has been activated, does it consume the equivalent worth 100 taels of silver to simulate it?] 】

Be!

With just one thought, lines of text emerge one after another.

[At the age of eighteen, you were exiled to Dongshan Town and were taken in by the head of the Shen family. 】

[At the age of twenty, you went out with the Dart Bureau, encountered a thief on the road, and was besieged and killed. ] In a critical situation, you jump off a cliff and are seriously injured and are saved by a footwalker. 】

[At the age of twenty-one, in order to repay the favor of saving your life, you followed the merchants of walking feet to trade everywhere and served as a guard for five years. 】

[At the age of twenty-six, you saved enough money, bought a copy of the “Quenching Technique”, and entered the path of cultivation. 】

[At the age of thirty-nine, it took you thirteen years to finally cultivate Dacheng and become a nine-rank martial artist. 】

[Forty-five years old, the enemy family hired a killer to seek revenge, you fought to the death, and you were killed on the spot. ] 】

It’s over?

That’s it?

Forty-five? Nine-rank martial artist?

Thirteen years of cultivation is worthy of the ninth grade, is this the qualification of waste firewood that a traverser should have?

If there is no goldfinger, it is estimated that he will be a guard in this life.

The text that popped up immediately afterwards swept away his depression:

[At the end of the simulation, you can keep one of the following.] 】

[One, the realm at the age of forty-five. 】

[Two, martial arts at the age of forty-five. 】

[Three, memories at the age of forty-five. 】

Ling Hao couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

Yes, this is the treatment that crossers should have.

What’s wrong with the poor qualifications, no matter how bad the qualifications are, you can’t stand the plug-in!