I have a cultivation simulator

Chapter 2 You're not dead?

hum-

The virtual font quickly began to reform.

Name: Zhou Qing

Race: Human

[Strength: Ordinary]

Age: 16

[Talent: None]

Number of simulations: 1

......

at the same time.

A flood of information rushed through Zhou Qing's mind.

"I see... I can consume simulation attempts to perform a future simulation, either by voluntarily exiting the simulation or by dying in the simulation."

"At the end of each simulation, I can choose to inherit all of my cultivation, realm, memories, and skills from the simulation."

"If you don't choose all of your cultivation level, realm, memories, and skills, you can still choose any treasure you have in the simulation to bring back."

"Furthermore, based on performance in the simulation, a new talent is gained at the end of each simulation?"

Zhou Qing held his breath. Before transmigrating, he had played many simulation games.

If simulations can be performed, his future is absolutely limitless.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's start the simulation."

Zhou Qing composed himself and, without much hesitation, chose to begin the simulation.

Splash!

The virtual font changes rapidly.

[In your first year, you were sixteen years old and began studying the "Qi-Inducing Technique" day and night.]

During your free time, you found your father, Zhou Shizhong, and mentioned your worries about the eldest prince's personal journey to the northern battlefield.

"This feeling?"

Zhou Qing stroked his chin, even though the simulated future was presented in the form of text.

However, Zhou Qing discovered that he could interfere with his own choices in the simulation if he wanted to.

Or, in other words, once the simulated self finds itself in a dilemma, it needs to make a choice proactively.

When your father, Zhou Shizhong, learned of your concerns, he was filled with relief and said, "My son has learned to care about the political situation now."

Then your father, Zhou Shizhong, explained why the eldest prince did what he did.

First, the eldest prince possesses the strength of a martial arts grandmaster, capable of taking on a hundred enemies single-handedly on the battlefield. Coupled with his status as a prince, if he were to personally go to the northern battlefield, he could repel the barbarians within a year at most.

Although the old emperor is old, he is still in good health and should live for another ten or eight years without any problem.

[Defeating the barbarians will help the eldest prince further solidify his position and prestige, which will also greatly benefit his future succession to the throne.]

Secondly, among the other princes, there is basically none who have achieved anything of value.

The old emperor had nine children: six princes and three princesses.

Apart from the eldest prince, the other princes lack sufficient prestige.

Listening to your father Zhou Shizhong's explanation, you were still a little worried, but seeing Zhou Shizhong's confident expression, you knew it was inappropriate to continue trying to persuade him.

As the young master of the Zhou family, you certainly hold a high position, but that's all you have; you don't have much decision-making power within the Zhou family.

Even if Zhou Shizhong were persuaded, what difference would it make? The First Prince's mind is made up. Now, everyone in and outside the court knows that the First Prince is about to personally go to the northern battlefield. If he doesn't go now, it will greatly affect his reputation.

You can only hope that everything goes as the Crown Prince predicted, and that the northern battlefield will be resolved quickly.

To prevent the worst-case scenario from occurring, you secretly arranged more than a dozen 'secret bases' in various corners of the capital, storing ample food, water, silver, and identity documents inside.

You hope these 'secret bases' will never be used.

Six months later, the eldest prince, escorted by his officials, headed to the northern battlefield.

The following year, at the age of seventeen, you vaguely sensed the 'qi' permeating the heavens and earth.

So he tried to draw this "qi" into his own body.

The most difficult part of practicing the Qi-guiding technique is the first step, which is to sense the existence of Qi.

[If one can sense 'qi', it means that one possesses spiritual root aptitude and has the potential to become a cultivator.]

Seeing this, Zhou Qing was greatly encouraged.

His biggest worry was that he didn't have the aptitude for spiritual roots.

Looking back now, I think I've been pretty lucky in this life.

"I wonder what level my spiritual root aptitude is..."

Zhou Qing thought to himself.

According to the description in the "Qi-Inducing Technique", spiritual root aptitude is also divided into high and low.

The lowest grade is naturally the low-grade spiritual root, followed by the mid-grade spiritual root and the high-grade spiritual root.

It is said that above the superior spiritual root, there are even rarer talents, but those cannot be recorded in the Qi Induction Technique.

After a night of effort, you tried to guide the "qi" into your body, but the results were not significant. However, you did not give up; instead, you were full of energy.

The next day, as you were strolling around the mansion, you noticed your father, Zhou Shizhong, walking out with a serious expression, and your eldest brother, Zhou Wen, and second brother, Zhou Wu, also looking grave.

You leaned closer and asked what had happened.

"His Majesty has suddenly fainted, and all the imperial physicians in the palace have been summoned."

[Second Brother Zhou Wu lowered his voice and said]

This matter was a top secret within the palace. Only Zhou Shizhong, as the commander of the Imperial Guards, had some prior knowledge of it. Zhou Wu, as the second son of the Zhou family, who was always by his father's side, also learned of it.

Upon learning that the old emperor had suddenly collapsed, you felt a unease creeping into your brow, sensing that something significant was about to happen.

That night, you made Da Chun keep watch outside the door.

The first half of the night passed without incident, and just when you thought everything would be over, you vaguely heard a violent collision.

[The sounds of fighting immediately followed.]

[A final, deep voice resounded.]

"Zhou Shizhong has colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country; not a single member of the Zhou family will be spared!"

You jolted out of bed, realizing that your worst fears had come true.

【"Da Chun!"】

You push open the door, wanting Da Chun to escort you out of the Zhou residence.

However, they discovered that Da Chun was not outside the door; it seemed the sounds of fighting had attracted his attention.

Without hesitation, you quickly left the room, preparing to leave through the back door of the Zhou residence.

Regardless of whether the Zhou family can withstand the enemy, your top priority should be preserving yourself.

[Shortly after leaving the room, dozens of tall figures clad in armor arrived.]

The tall, imposing figure at the head of the group had piercing eyes; he spotted you immediately.

"Take it down!"

Dozens of figures clad in armor quickly approached.

You felt utterly hopeless. With your small size, once surrounded, there would be no chance of escape.

However, you realize that the enemy doesn't seem to intend to kill you, otherwise they wouldn't have given the order to 'take him down'.

Just as you were about to be overtaken by dozens of tall figures clad in armor

"Young Master!"

A furious roar rang out.

It is the height of spring.

[Da Chun, as large as a small mountain, stood blocking your way.]

"Young master, run! I'll hold them off!"

Da Chun strode towards the dozens of tall figures clad in armor.

[A flurry of swords and shadows]

【"run!"】

You didn't hesitate at all; this was an opportunity that Da Chun had risked his life for.

Those dozens of tall figures in armor were armed with weapons, while Da Chun didn't even have a decent weapon. Charging forward like that was tantamount to courting death.

"What a wonderful spring!"

Beyond the simulation, Zhou Qing's expression couldn't help but be moved, even though he had long known that Da Chun's loyalty was beyond question.

But when I saw Da Chun sacrifice his life to give me the chance to leave, I was still somewhat moved.

Soon, you left the Zhou residence through the back gate.

This back door was so well hidden that even most of the servants in the mansion didn't know about it.

After leaving the Zhou residence, you didn't wander aimlessly. Instead, you followed the route you had memorized and arrived at a 'secret base' that you had prepared beforehand.

More than a year ago, you prepared more than a dozen "secret bases" for yourself, scattered throughout the capital.

I never thought I'd actually need it today.

In the courtyard, which was neither too big nor too small, you steadied yourself. This "secret base" was located in a corner of the capital, yet you could still hear the sounds of fighting.

You are filled with worry. Although you escaped, what about all the people in the Zhou household?

At this moment, you're struggling to protect yourself, let alone care about anything else.

Several hours later, you suddenly see a dark figure dart in.

【"not good!"】

You were horrified. Had the enemy tracked you here using the traces you left behind?

[But soon, you realize that the dark figure that darted in, with tattered clothes, is none other than Da Chun.]

【"Da Chun!"】

Your eyes widened, and you couldn't help but exclaim, "You're not dead?"