Where Did You Bring Me To

【The tiers of entries are ranked as White, Green, Blue, Purple, Gold, and Red】

Harmonious Machine Spirit (Gold): You share a unique bond with machinery. Any mechanical device you use will always perform at over 200% of its original capability, accompanied by special effects.

Crossroads (Purple): When faced with challenges, you might find a second path forward.

Resonance of Machinery (Gold): As you use machinery, you gradually comprehend their principles. Goodness, you're practically a superhero.

Scavenger (Blue): You are a rat thriving in the underbelly of society, knowledgeable about the value of various items, and possessing exceptional resilience to survive in harsh environments.

Precision (Blue): You excel in aiming and often strike at your enemies' weak points.

Ten Deaths and Beyond (Red): Death is not your end. No matter how severe your injuries, you will always resurrect at full strength, until you die ten times.

"One Red, two Gold, one Purple, two Blue?"

Xu Xi quickly scanned the simulator interface.

Looking at the newly refreshed entries, he was quite astonished.

In his previous martial arts simulation, the highest tier achieved was one Gold and two Purple entries, which were rather limited in quality.

Who would have thought that in this science fiction simulation, a Red entry would be directly dropped, along with two Gold entries.

"Luck truly is a mysterious thing," Xu Xi mused.

"This time, even the resurrection entry has appeared. The Red rank truly lives up to its highest tier status."

Xu Xi sighed.

Quickly selecting the configuration for his fourth simulation, there was no need to overthink it.

Xu Xi immediately opted for Harmonious Machine Spirit (Gold), Resonance of Machinery (Gold), and Ten Deaths and Beyond (Red).

Red entries were powerful, and Gold entries were potent.

Having simulated multiple times, Xu Xi deeply understood the importance of entry tiers.

"One Red and two Gold. The Red entry provides me with room for error, while the two Gold entries complement each other perfectly, forming a system of their own. It's flawless, absolutely marvelous."

Xu Xi's face showed satisfaction.

【Entry selection completed, start the simulation?】

As Xu Xi finished selecting his entries, the simulator interface glowed faintly, ready to begin the simulation as soon as Xu Xi confirmed.

Usually, Xu Xi would confirm immediately, but this time, after some deliberation, he called over Krisha and Ying Xue.

"Krisha, Ying Xue."

"Could you two watch over me for a while?"

"I'm about to do something, and it would be helpful if you could observe and maybe catch some details I might miss."

At Xu Xi's request, the two girls nodded in agreement.

"Understood, Mentor," Krisha replied.

"Leave it to me, Sir!" Ying Xue responded.

Xu Xi smiled. "Then I'll leave it to you."

The eternal supremacy might not be able to uncover the secrets of the simulator, but Xu Xi wanted to give it a try.

After all, even if he failed, there wouldn't be any real loss.

【Entry selection completed, start the simulation?】

The simulator prompted again.

This time, Xu Xi decisively initiated the new simulation: "Confirm."

The world was silent, and everything became still. A dizzying sensation rushed over him, swallowing the world in his vision.

He saw.

Saw the oscillation of space-time.

Saw the intersection of worlds.

The so-called "dizziness" wasn't a physiological discomfort but a higher, more distant distortion of space-time, completely twisting the state of his consciousness.

"Krisha?"

"Ying Xue?"

Xu Xi instinctively looked at the two girls.

In the sunlight, their expressions showed subtle changes, as if they had sensed something, but their movements were too slow, barely completing a barely perceptible change as Xu Xi's consciousness left his body.

"Have they noticed anything?"

Xu Xi wondered.

But now, he was no longer in a position to ask.

He could only wait until the simulation ended and he returned to the real world to question the two girls.

"Whoosh——!!"

As if stirred by a butterfly's wings, a storm of space-time tides was born, pushing Xu Xi's consciousness into an endless stream of bright lines, representing infinite possibilities of space-time.

Xu Xi was uncontrollably propelled towards one of the thick lines.

【Official start of simulation #04】

【You open your eyes and find yourself sitting in a corner of a courtyard. The sunlight is serene, the flowers and plants remain as you remember them, and everything seems unchanged from your memory】

【You do not see Krisha and Ying Xue here; they do not exist in this place】

【You remain calm and composed, quickly dashing out of the courtyard, heading straight for the tallest building nearby】

【Your movements are swift. With the help of the elevator, you successfully reach the very top of the skyscraper】

【Familiar rumbling sounds echo in your ears, and you feel utterly secure, even finding amusement in being at such a safe height】

【However, you do not see the familiar figure on the streets below】

【The sky appears slightly dim, as if it might rain, but the roaring sound grows closer, and you sense something amiss. You suddenly look up at the sky】

【You realize】

【You might have been laughing too early】

【Your smile freezes, your eyes filled with disbelief. In your gaze, the "sun" suddenly begins to morph and assemble into an immense stellar truck, its colossal frame dominating and exploding the starry sky as it hurtles towards you】

【Congratulations, you’ve been hit by sheer, colossal luck once again】

His consciousness was muddled, devoid of clarity.

Xu Xi had experienced multiple simulations, but each time the process of crossing over would bring him an unbearable nausea, seeping into every corner of his soul.

Like a torn sack, he was ruthlessly tossed over and over.

It took quite a while.

Only after the nausea subsided did Xu Xi manage to open his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar new world before him.

【Barren, desolate, silent】

【You receive a lucky crossover package, but upon awakening, you find the new world before you isn't as you imagined】

【There are no highly advanced futuristic cities, nor are there starships soaring through the skies】

【In front of you lies a wasteland that embodies the essence of doomsday】

【Human remains are scattered everywhere, mechanical wrecks buried in the sands. It appears that a horrific war had taken place here, leading to the collapse of civilization and the desolation of all life】

【Your body has regressed to the state of being 20 years old upon crossing over, youthful and vigorous】

【Yet you feel no sense of security】

【The dismal wasteland, the ruined battlefield of humans and machines, leaves you filled with suspicion and vigilance. You decide to move forward, seeking answers】

"Wait, where exactly did this simulation drop me?!"

Xu Xi advanced through the ruins.

After climbing over a collapsed building.

An even more vast and stunning scene unfolded before his eyes.

It was a city torn apart, split into two by an unimaginable force, showing absolute crushing and distorted destruction. Xu Xi looked on with shock and uncertainty, wondering if he had somehow entered the wrong world.

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