Undoubtedly, "Thank you, Taro" was a useless trait that Chen Yi would never use.
In the past, if you called this kind of trait useless, I wouldn't argue with you. But now that there's the "Trait Slingshot," what should we call them?
A surprise weapon!
The weirder the trait's effect and the stronger its apparent negative impact, the better the result when it was fired out.
Take this "Thank you, Taro" for example. Chen Yi blindly guessed it was another area-of-effect crowd control trait, causing enemies to suffer from face blindness and become unable to tell who was who.
In this way, it would be highly effective in scenarios like trying to escape from a chaotic melee.
"I can set aside the Alchemy and Artificing traits for now."
Both traits enhanced learning comprehension. Since he had already learned the skills, unequipping the traits wouldn't cause him to forget them.
He could just equip them again when he wanted to study deeper.
As for the material recognition function that came with the two traits...
He wouldn't suddenly forget the materials he had already seen just because he removed the traits. Only when encountering new varieties would he be unable to identify them directly, requiring him to look up information like a normal person.
[You replaced "Alchemy Master" with "Older and Wiser".]
[You replaced "Artificing Master" with "The Older, The Luckier".]
[You replaced "Man and Sword as One" with "Must Learn Foreign Languages".]
[In the Demon Realm, which had lost all traces of light and life, a massive bronze cauldron flew across the sky like a UFO.]
[Countless demon souls drifting in this world looked up one after another.]
[They sensed the aura of a living creature and were all astonished.]
[It had been a very, very long time since they last felt the aura of life.]
[Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps out of a yearning for life, these demon souls often followed the Nine Provinces Cauldron, trying to feel more of that life aura.]
["Ghosts are coming!!"]
[Then they were sucked into the Myriad Soul Banner.]
[Sometimes the Myriad Soul Banner was too full to hold any more, and the demon souls would be spared. No, wait, for them, not being refined was actually a misfortune.]
[Relying on the cultivation feedback from the Myriad Soul Banner, your realm arduously increased by another level, reaching the sixth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.]
["Oh, Trait Daddy, when are you going to give me a higher-level aptitude trait?
Since there's a Rare trait for Low-grade Aptitude, logically there should be an Epic trait for Mid-grade Aptitude and a Legendary trait for High-grade Aptitude, right?
Back in the day, I made a wish to you by the banks of the Qing River, hoping you'd get lucky once, and then you gave me the 'Simulator'.
Now, can you get lucky one more time?
You don't want to watch your host level up this slowly forever, do you?"]
[Cultivation with a low-grade aptitude had indeed reached its limit.]
[Every bit of improvement you made since entering the Spirit Sea Realm couldn't be said to have nothing to do with your own cultivation; it was basically completely unrelated.]
[Sometimes you even felt that cultivating was purely a waste of time, and it would be better to spend that time refining pills and searching for resources.]
[Slow cultivation wasn't even the biggest problem of having poor aptitude.]
[High aptitude meant higher returns in whatever you did.]
[For example, a higher absorption rate when consuming pills, higher feedback efficiency from the Myriad Soul Banner, and so on.]
[With the "Must Learn Foreign Languages" trait, you followed Hu Tiangong, a bilingual teacher, and quickly learned the demon language.]
[The Demon Realm didn't have a single living creature, so naturally, there was no food.]
[Fortunately, your storage bag and the small world inside the cauldron had massive reserves, enough to sustain you for a while.]
[But it was still unknown when you would find the demon race Dao Protector, and you couldn't just sit around eating through your supplies.]
[During the flight of the Nine Provinces Cauldron, you farmed together with Da Chun in the small world inside the cauldron.]
[This was your old profession.]
[Back in Luoding Village, you were a farmer; farming could be considered your specialty.]
[The Demon Realm was huge, and currently, the Nine Provinces Cauldron couldn't fly too fast. A year passed, and you still hadn't seen a shadow of the sea.]
[Year 42, 60 years old.]
[Drawing trait...]
[Draw successful!]
["Traffic Light" (Purple Epic):
Whenever you need it, you can divide your field of vision into three zones: "Red," "Yellow," and "Green." Red represents danger, Yellow represents suspected danger, and Green represents safety.
If a red danger appears near you, the traffic light will activate automatically.]
[Adjust traits?]
[Yes/No]
"'The Older, The Luckier' really has something to it. These green traits all possess unique skills!"
"Traffic Light" is an Epic grade, and it looks like an upgraded version of the Rare grade "Spider Sense." I have to equip it.
Ever since obtaining the "Spider Sense" trait, he had kept it equipped most of the time. Now it could finally retire.
[You replaced "Spider Sense" with "Traffic Light".]
[You replaced "Must Learn Foreign Languages" with "Veteran Tomato User".]
[You replaced "The Older, The Luckier" with "Man and Sword as One".]
"Another wave of brilliant micromanagement! What would the 'me' in the simulation do without me! This is really burning through my brain cells..."
In reality, it was already late at night.
The steady breathing of Shen Qingshan and Chen Yun came from the next room; the two had long since fallen asleep.
Even Black Wind in the courtyard had fallen into a deep slumber.
Chen Yi was still continuing this unpredictable simulation, not knowing if he could leave the Demon Realm.
[You are still continuously flying in one direction.]
[Through the outside vision held by Da Chun, you saw that besides demon souls, there were also the souls of other living beings drifting outside. Other than that, there was nothing else.]
["What a despairing world. It would be one thing if all the living creatures just died, but they can't even be transcended. They can only endure an indefinite 'imprisonment' here, and the prison is the entire world!"]
[However, on second thought, you felt the Demon Realm deserved it.]
[The Dragonewt Race choosing to attack when the demon race was defeated and retreating was definitely no coincidence.]
[It showed that the Dragonewt Race didn't want to clash head-on with the Demon Realm in its prime either.]
[If the Demon Realm hadn't waged war against the Human Realm, resulting in both sides suffering heavy losses, how could the Dragonewt Race have swooped in to reap the rewards?]
["It's very similar..."]
[You remembered the war between the Five Domains Human Race and the Great Wilderness Demon Race in the previous simulation.]
[In another dozen years or so, the human and demon races over in the Human Realm will start fighting again. Was the Dragonewt Race instigating it from the shadows?]
[Speaking of which, what caused the war between the two realms thirty thousand years ago? Was it also related to the Dragonewt Race?]
[You threw this question to Hu Tiangong. As someone who personally experienced it, you figured he might know.]
["The Demon Emperor said that if we won all the realm wars, the entire demon race could ascend to the Immortal Realm, gaining eternal life, endless resources, and there would be no more disputes or sorrow!"]
["Seriously? Isn't that an exaggeration!"]
["That's what the Demon Emperor said anyway. But no matter what the Demon Emperor says, we will follow him to the death! He is the greatest Realm Lord of our Demon Realm!"]
["Wait, win all the realm wars? The Demon Emperor's original plan was to conquer all the Void Realms?"]
["Exactly!"]
[You couldn't help but want to laugh.]
[Their goal was to crush all the Void Realms, but they were beaten into oblivion by the Human Realm in their very first battle. Afterwards, their entire race—and even their entire world—was wiped out by the Dragonkin.]
[This Demon Emperor doesn't seem that impressive after all.]

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!