Life Simulation: I Caused the Female Sword Immortal to Regret Forever Chapter 1:
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Within a dimly lit chamber, shafts of sunlight managed to penetrate the thick velvet draperies, casting scattered light beams upon the tables, chairs, a water carafe, and Xu Xi’s form.
Xu Xi gently closed the tome he was perusing and held his breath, awaiting the simulator’s full activation.
Before long—
The loading meter hit 99.99%, swiftly followed by a notification confirming absolute completion.
A sigh of relief escaped Xu Xi.
Thank goodness this simulator wasn't like a digital marketplace that might cruelly freeze at a infuriating 99.9900001% right at the finish line.“But truthfully, who could have ever predicted that an ordinary soul like myself would be granted a golden finger?” he mused aloud.
The young man, possessing a handsome visage yet confined to a wheelchair, cast his gaze downward at the book resting in his grasp. His reflections led him back through the corridors of time, eliciting a soft, indrawn breath.
Five years prior, the previously tranquil and unremarkable Earth experienced unfathomable transformations.
Some proclaimed it the reawakening of spiritual energy, others the return of ancient myths, and a few dubbed it the dawn of a new epoch for humankind.
In essence, extraordinary abilities began to emerge from the ether. Systems of Eastern immortality and Western sorcery—concepts once relegated to the realm of fiction—miraculously materialized within the tangible world.
This profound global shift ushered in widespread pandemonium, resulting in the loss of innumerable lives.
Xu Xi had, by sheer fortune, evaded the ultimate fate.
Nevertheless, a subsequent medical evaluation confirmed his most profound dread: his remaining years would be spent entirely within the confines of a wheelchair.
But now, could this five-year-long existence of immobility finally be reaching its conclusion?
Xu Xi let out a soft chuckle and conjured the simulator’s interface within his mind.
“Is this a ploy or some elaborate scheme?” he whispered to himself.
“This enigmatic golden finger feels inherently suspect, no matter how one examines it, yet I am left with no viable alternative.”
In this current epoch, where monstrous entities roamed unchecked and conflicts could spontaneously ignite, an individual like Xu Xi, physically compromised and easily victimized, would require minimal misfortune to become merely another forgotten casualty plastered across the evening news.
To avert such a bleak destiny, Xu Xi resolved to embrace the simulator, irrespective of the inherent dangers it presented.
“Very well, simulator, reveal your capabilities!”
[Ding! Heartfelt congratulations to the host for the successful activation of the wondrous Life Transmigration Simulator. This simulator is dedicated to fully assisting the host in experiencing a variety of transmigration existences.]
[Upon the commencement of each simulation, the host’s consciousness will be projected into the simulated reality.]
[At the conclusion of every simulation, compensatory rewards shall be bestowed, calibrated according to the intensity and engagement of the host’s simulated life.]
[Current simulation count: 1]
“And what is the price for this service?”
Gazing intently at the luminous screen perceptible only to him, Xu Xi cautiously posed the crucial question.
The simulator offered no verbal reply. The words “Initiate Simulation” pulsed insistently on the display, seemingly urging him to proceed.
Xu Xi paused for a brief moment, then deliberately activated the command.
What other recourse did he possess? This was, unequivocally, his solitary beacon of hope.[Simulation sequence commencing…]
[The temporal world line is undergoing determination…]
[Targeting a traversable cosmology and analyzing it as a realm of immortal cultivation.]
[Character attributes are being generated…]
[Attributes have been generated. Kindly select three attributes as the foundational talents for your inaugural simulation.]
[Attribute tiers range from White, Green, Blue, and Purple, up to Gold and Red.]
Prosperous Lineage (Green): You hail from a affluent background, blessed with abundant fortune, leading a life of greater wealth than the majority.
Raw Physicality (White): Your bodily strength surpasses that of the average individual by a slight margin, and nothing more.
Innate Spiritual Root (Gold): You possess an unparalleled spiritual root aptitude, a marvel even within the most prestigious immortal cultivation sects.
Heightened Acuity (Purple): You occasionally perceive truths with an astonishing degree of accuracy.
Benevolent Heart (Blue): You are imbued with profound empathy and persistently endeavor to aid those in distress, even at significant personal risk.
Cultivation Arts Mastery (Blue): You exhibit proficiency in the fundamental disciplines of cultivation, encompassing areas such as alchemy, formation arrays, and talisman crafting.
Xu Xi swiftly reviewed the six available selections and finalized his choices: Innate Spiritual Root (Gold), Heightened Acuity (Purple), and Cultivation Arts Mastery (Blue).
[Attribute selection process concluded. Do you wish to commence the simulation?]
“Affirmative,” Xu Xi confirmed.
As his psyche braced for the transition, an incandescent white effulgence enveloped him, causing his consciousness to sever from its earthly moorings and drift towards an uncharted and mystical domain.
[Simulation Sequence No. 01 officially commences.]
[The heavens smile brightly, the day is fair, and an unusual desire to promenade while remaining indoors suddenly takes hold.]
[You exerted considerable effort to maneuver your wheelchair beyond the familiar confines of your abode, only for a robust Universiade-branded truck to violently impact you the moment you reached the thoroughfare.]
[However, to your astonishment, you did not meet your demise. Instead, you found yourself transmuted into an entirely novel existence within a different world, restored to the tender age of 7, with your legs miraculously healed.]
[You are filled with immense joy, believing this to be a reward for your decade-long dedication to reading authentic web novels.]
[Your confidence soars, ready to display your innate talents in this world of immortal cultivation. However, before you can even assess your surroundings, a devastating famine descends, cruelly and mercilessly engulfing you.]
Helplessness.
Suffocation.
Despair.
The dry earth was strewn with the corpses of the starved. Amidst the relentless sun, a mass of refugees trudged across the desolate landscape. Their eyes, vacant and listless, stared into the distance, their minds and reason teetering on the brink of collapse.
Each step taken left an imprint, only to be immediately obscured by the person following close behind.
Xu Xi was one among them.
He had never anticipated the simulation to feel so brutally real. The hunger was a searing inferno within his belly, consuming his insides and sapping strength from his limbs.
“My child, have some water,” a compassionate woman said, unable to ignore the sight of Xu Xi’s gaunt, youthful form. She offered him a small water gourd.
While water could not quell hunger, in this desperate hour, it provided a momentary illusion of fullness and alleviated the gnawing weakness.
“Thank you, Aunt Wang,” Xu Xi replied gratefully before taking a long drink.
The refreshing liquid quenched his parched lips and trickled down his throat, offering a brief respite to his rumbling stomach.
Returning the gourd to Aunt Wang, Xu Xi resumed his slow journey forward.
“I heard whispers of a mortal town nearby. Perhaps a soup kitchen exists there. I must reach it swiftly,” he mused, gripping a wooden stick for support as he continued to push onward.
He was determined not to squander his precious initial simulation by succumbing to starvation.
After another thirty minutes of arduous walking, Xu Xi abruptly halted.
It was not because he had arrived at his intended destination. Instead, he had detected the faint, intermittent cries of an infant.