Chapter 3: Initial Self-Defense Achieved, Second Simulation!
[The first simulation has ended. Drawing random rewards…]
Overall, Wang Li was fairly satisfied with the first simulation.
It was only the first run, yet his simulated self had actually become a god!
What was regrettable was that he had been shamelessly ganged up on by the Asura God and Sea God and killed.
He hadn't been able to take things any further.
Wang Li rubbed his hands together, his heart filled with both anticipation and anxiety as he quietly waited for the system to tally the MVP… reward.
[Reward extraction complete.]
It's here—the rewards are here!
Could it be twin martial souls?
Or god-level strength?
Or perhaps…
With an excited heart and trembling hands, Wang Li stared fixedly at the simulator panel.
Settlement rewards were drawn from the simulated life, but only from the "items" that he had possessed.
They could be martial souls, soul power, soul bones, money, physique, or even a god position.
As long as it was something he had owned, there was a chance it could be drawn.
[The host has obtained random rewards: Rank 60 soul power.]
[Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear external soul bone.]
[Physical constitution at rank 60 (including immortal herb traits).]
Wang Li fell silent for a moment. After sensing his current physical state, he unwillingly continued searching.
That's it?
That's really all?
He was actually quite satisfied with the rank 60 soul power and physical constitution.
With this power boost, Wang Li felt like he could punch a thousand-year soul beast to death with a single blow!
The Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear's right palm soul bone was also an extremely lethal weapon.
But—
He didn't have a martial soul or any soul rings!
Without a martial soul, what the hell was soul power even good for?!
Well, it wasn't completely useless.
Relying on his current physique and soul power, combined with the Dark Gold Terror Claw, even without a martial soul, he wasn't incapable of fighting a true Soul Emperor.
Of course, since he lacked a first soul ring, he was currently equivalent to a rank-ten quasi-soul master.
Without soul rings, the remaining soul power couldn't be fully manifested, but it still existed within his body and could be mobilized.
Rank 60 soul power, paired with a rank 60 physique—when using the Dark Gold Terror Claw, forget Soul Emperors. Even an average Soul Saint would be forced to lie down.
Ten thousand years later, records in Shrek Academy stated that a certain Titled Douluo had relied solely on the Dark Gold Terror Claw to forcibly carve out the title of Left Douluo.
And the Dark Gold Terror Claw he obtained hadn't even been a right palm bone.
"Fine. One should know when to be content."
"Maybe the next simulation will give me a martial soul and soul ring reward?"
With that thought, Wang Li didn't hesitate for a moment and continued to participate in a simulation.
[Second simulation begins.]
[Lone Star of Calamity Fate Trait loaded. Simulating…]
Wang Li: "..."
So this life really isn't letting him escape the Lone Star of Calamity, huh?
The fate trait from the "last round" could still be used in this one?
The corner of Wang Li's eye twitched, but he didn't say anything.
Once someone with the Lone Star of Calamity experienced major events, their personality was likely to change drastically—living only for the sake of becoming stronger.
Just like in the first simulation.
After dissolving his engagement with Ning Rongrong, the simulated Wang Li focused solely on growing stronger, free of all attachments—and ultimately ascended to godhood.
[You transmigrate into the Star Luo Empire as the Fourth Prince, the half-brother of Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai, sharing the same father.]
"Starting as a prince… So am I supposed to compete with Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai for the throne, then seize the imperial position?"
Wang Li rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
[The Lone Star of Calamity activates. You are born. Your mother dies from complications during childbirth, and your imperial father detests you, leaving you completely unattended.]
Good grief—truly impressive.
The Star Luo emperor's fate must be ridiculously tough. Even this didn't manage to kill him!
[You are three years younger than Dai Mubai. Raised by your mother's palace maid, you grow up as a complete nobody within the palace.]
[Dai Weisi does not target you. Dai Mubai occasionally comes to bully you—especially after Dai Weisi has bullied him.]
Wang Li: "..."
So it's all about bullying, huh?
And it's inherited down the line at that!
[In the blink of an eye, you turn six. No one cares what kind of martial soul you will awaken.]
[You are far too young. Forget competing with Dai Weisi—even against Dai Mubai, you stand no chance.]
[Even if you were to awaken the White Tiger martial soul, you would merely become a sacrifice in the struggle between the two brothers.]
[Not even the Zhu Clan looks favorably upon you. No girl is arranged to be engaged to you. You are abandoned by everyone.]
Wang Li's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something—but in the end, he said nothing.
In this simulation, the Lone Star of Calamity fate trait had still activated.
Not only did he lose his mother, but he was also isolated by everyone.
Within the Star Luo imperial family—especially as the youngest prince—he truly wasn't worth paying attention to.
According to the Star Luo Empire's succession rules, a prince like him was nothing more than cannon fodder.
Both of his older brothers possessed the White Tiger martial soul, and their talents were quite decent.
How was he supposed to compete for the crown?
If he failed to become the crown prince, the outcomes were simple—death or imprisonment for life.
[Your martial soul awakens. You are completely cut off from the throne because your martial soul is not the White Tiger, but the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.]
Wang Li: "???"
At that moment, Wang Li's mind was filled with question marks.
Was the Star Luo imperial family blind or something?
What the hell is a White Tiger worth?
This was the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger—a god-level martial soul!
[Upon seeing this, Dai Weisi lets out a sigh of relief. He has no desire to make a move against you.]
[After Dai Mubai dies, you will be his only remaining brother.]
[Dai Mubai scoffs disdainfully and doesn't even spare you a second glance before turning and leaving.]
[Your martial soul is not the White Tiger. You do not need to participate in their struggle. You can live safely.]
[But he cannot. He must face Dai Weisi's suppression.]
[Dai Mubai develops feelings of envy and jealousy toward you.]
[Before your soul power can even be tested, everyone has already left.]
That's it?
Just like that?
So much importance is placed on the White Tiger martial soul?
Just because of a single martial soul fusion technique?
The path of the Evil God is one of invincibility—why would he ever need to borrow the power of some little kitty?
[You are safe—but even more invisible than before.]
[You discover that you possess innate full soul power and have awakened a devouring attribute.]
[You begin to gorge yourself, consuming massive amounts of ten-year and hundred-year soul beast meat.]
[Your physique and soul power increase slightly.]
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End of Chapter