Chapter 1: Am I a bad boy?
After traveling through time and space, I came to the wilderness of Teyvat. I had just been bound by the system and looked confused.
Ren Zha remembered that he was playing the game of Love and Peace at home at that time. He felt hungry and was going to buy a bag of instant noodles from the supermarket. But he didn't expect to hear some noise behind him when he walked to the road. He looked back and saw a dump truck rushing towards him. It was so fast that he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to. He didn't even have time to delete the history records on his phone.
Ren Zha held his chin and fell into deep thought: "Why was I hit by a mud truck?"
Is it that by the end of the year, dump truck drivers are rushing to get business?
The voice in my head: "Host, is it possible that you have done too many bad things and this is retribution?"
"Nonsense! I have done anything bad!"
"Practicing slavery, exterminating rare wild animals, monopolizing the market, robbing graves, suppressing uprisings, killing heretics, and generating electricity from biomass... none of these can be considered good things, right?"
A drop of cold sweat broke out on Ren Zha's forehead: "That's a game! It's just a game thing... In real life, I still often do good things!"
Although it is said that eleven out of ten people who play this game will be shot and no one is innocent, it doesn't mean that I will really be hurt!
"Do I need to tell you about how the host started snatching lollipops from kindergarten kids when he was a kid, or when he was in elementary school, he took orders to beat up kindergarten kids, and when he was in middle school, he took orders to beat up elementary school kids?"
Ren Zha looked up at the sky and said, "That was due to my youth and ignorance. Look, I've grown sensible since I entered high school and I won't take orders like this anymore."
The system mercilessly revealed the truth: "When you, the host, reached high school, you found that you couldn't beat the middle school students younger than you, didn't you?"
"Well..."
"That requires me to teach the host a lesson and then be soft..."
Ren Zha frowned and interrupted the system: "Wait! A good man does not talk about his past achievements. Since you have traveled through time, let the past be the past. Now let's talk about what you are used for. You said you are a simulation system, right?"
The proud voice in my head: "Hi! That's right, host, I am your time travel benefit, life simulation system! How about it, do you feel safe with this system bound to you?"
This name seems to be becoming a cliché.
"A simulator, right?"
I understand this, the kind of text game where you choose a few entries at the beginning, and then simulate from age 0 until death. I have downloaded and played it before.
"Yes, but the main feature of this system is life simulation. It is not a rigid text. It sends the host to another world line, or a parallel world, to spend a life in that world as a simulation. After the end, the host will receive a reward."
"This kind of thing, isn't it dangerous?"
"Please rest assured, host, no matter what you do in the other world, even if you are killed in the other world, you in this world will be intact. I am a cat-registered system, and the quality is guaranteed."
It is well known that the cat's system is harmless.
"It seems good. This is the world of the original god. So, if it is simulated, the other world is also related to the original god, right?"
"The host is so smart!"
"Then let's give it a try. Anyway, I don't have any other choice now, right?"
Ren Zha quickly accepted the current situation.
"Yes, but a friendly reminder, because they are all in another world line, the characters, world view, and some things may be different from what the host knows."
"understood."
"Also, for better immersion, I will block the host's relevant memories while they are in the simulation. This way, the host will be like a person who was born and raised in another world line."
Ren Zha frowned: "My memory is blocked as well? If my memory is blocked, how can I perform well?"
"It depends on the host's inner nature. Moreover, even if it is a normal simulation game, the simulated character will not carry the previous memories, right? Of course, for convenience, the host can extract entries. These entries can affect the host's direction in another world to a certain extent."
"So what entries can I draw?"
"In this simulation, the host can choose three from the following five entries."
As he spoke, a screen appeared in front of Ren Zha's eyes. On the screen was a sky with a meteor streaking across the sky. Five entries appeared on the screen.
[Yellow Hair: Your hair is yellow. This feature may make you the enemy of the Pure Love God of War in some plots?]
[Fighting Skills of Gangsters: You fight with gangsters all year round, so you have some fighting skills.]
[Law: You know a little bit about law]
[Noble adopted son: You will be adopted by a noble]
[Born as a Bad Guy: You are an out-and-out born bad guy]
Of these five, except for the third and fourth which are a bit more normal, the others don't seem to be good options?
And what the hell is the first one? Is there such a plot?
Ren Zha was not in a hurry to choose, and asked: "Can I know what the other world will be like?"
"They are all in another world line. The system doesn't know either. It all depends on the host's own performance."
"alright."
As expected of a cat's system, it may guarantee the safety of the host, but in other aspects, you can't expect too much.
"However, this system does not recommend that the host choose a born bad embryo."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because this system thinks that even if the host doesn't choose, it will be the same."
"..."
I suspect you are scolding me.
But the third and fourth ones seem normal. If I choose the third and fourth ones, then in this life simulation, I should be adopted by a noble, have no worries about food and drink, and study law... Will I become a lawyer? There seems to be a famous lawyer in Teyvat, remember his name is Yan Fei?
Now that I have a successful career, it is not impossible to think about other things... Anyway, they are all in another world line, and I am in a simulation, so it doesn't matter what happens.
"I choose yellow hair, law, and the adopted son of a noble family."
"Okay! So the host wants to start a new life?"
"Hmm... I forgot to ask, since I'm going to another world line, then my real time..."
"Host, you just need to find a place to lie down. Even if you don't want to lie down, you can just stand here. No matter how much time passes in the other world, it will have no effect on the time you spend in this world. Once you close your eyes, and open them again, it will pass."
Ren Zha still found a place to lie down.
"let's start."
"Okay!"
[The world is loading...]
[One of the possibilities of the world line has been unfolded...]
[Related memories have been blocked...]
[I wish you a happy life! ]
Feeling sleepy, Ren Zha closed his eyes peacefully.
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I was born in Liyue. Unfortunately, my father was a scumbag who soon squandered the family fortune. He drank all day and committed domestic violence. My mother was a typical good wife and mother who endured it silently. She became ill from overwork and died of exhaustion. Even so, my father was not sad at all. Even the few remaining belongings of my mother were exchanged for money to buy alcohol. Eventually, my father also became seriously ill in bed.
In a shabby little wooden house, in the dark room, there was only a candle lit. An old man with a sick and haggard face on the bed kept coughing. Not far away, a yellow-haired boy sat on a chair with his back to the bed, flipping through the book in his hand in the not-so-bright light of the candle placed on the table next to him.
There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version
Chapter 2: The Lawrence family, right?
"Cough cough..."
There was a heavy coughing sound, and the man on the bed stretched out his hand to the golden-haired boy with his back to him: "Quick, quick, cough... Ren Zha, can't you hear me!"
"Shh..."
Under the constant shouting, Ren Zha made a slight sound, helplessly closed the book in his hand, put it on the table beside him, stood up and asked, "What's wrong, Dad? Do you want to take medicine?"
"You idiot! Those medicines are useless!" The man on the bed complained and cursed, and picked up the empty wine bottle beside him, "I want wine! You might as well use the money to buy wine instead of medicine!"
As he said that, he threw the bottle in his hand towards Ren Zha. Ren Zha's eyes changed, but he regained his composure and skillfully turned his head to avoid the bottle. The bottle only hit the wall behind him.
The man on the bed didn't care at all whether the blow would hurt his son or not, and he was still shouting, "Go, buy me some wine!"
Ren Zha said nothing and walked out of the room silently.
In a city, where there are places where rich people live, naturally, there are also places where poor people live. With Ren Zha's current family situation, he naturally would not live in a normal area. Drinking, playing cards, and gambling are the norm for people living here.
In the simple tavern, in front of the shabby table, Ren Zha put down the cards in his hand and calmly said to the middle-aged man across the table: "I won."
"hateful!"
The middle-aged man stood up from his seat. His face turned bad after losing the game, but he still took out Mora from his arms and threw it in front of Ren Zha like alms. Although he was reluctant to pay, Liyue has always attached great importance to contracts. Even if people living here lose the game of gambling, they still have to pay the money obediently - provided that the money is not much.
Mora rolled on the table with a light and crisp sound. Ren Zha didn't mind. He was about to put away the Mora on the table. The middle-aged man couldn't hold back his face after losing to a child. He stretched out his hand and pressed Ren Zha's head on the table, saying harshly: "I'll teach you a lesson, you little bastard!"
How good can someone be when he's gambling cards with a child?
Ren Zha did not resist. For him who was still a teenager, resistance at this time was meaningless. However, even though his head was pressed down, he still reached out and grabbed all the Mora on the table in his hands, holding them tightly.
"Humph!"
There was no resistance. The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully as if he had lost interest and left. The other people in the pub pretended not to have seen anything. Those who were drinking continued to drink, and those who were playing cards continued to play cards. This kind of thing was already the norm here and there was nothing to be surprised about.
No one died, and the one being bullied was just a child with no one to rely on. There's nothing worth noting.
Ren Zha walked to the front desk of the tavern, bought a bottle of the cheapest and lowest quality wine, and walked out with the wine.
The customer at the bar was drinking and talking to the bartender: "This kid seems to be good at playing cards. I just saw him win several games."
The bartender answered as he mixed the drinks: "You mean this kid? His mother passed away early, leaving behind a drunkard father who was lying on the hospital bed begging for money all day long. He has to work everywhere to buy alcohol and medicine for his father at such a young age. If he wasn't smart, he probably wouldn't have lived to this age, right?"
"Is that so? That's really unfortunate, to have such a father..."
"Why, guest, do you sympathize with him?"
"Sympathy? Haha, are you kidding? If I sympathize with others, then who will sympathize with me? Living in a place like this, there are so many unlucky people. If you listen to other people's misfortunes, you will feel much better... ton ton ton..."
After the guest finished his drink, he said drunkenly, "I wonder what this kid would be like if he didn't have a father anymore?"
"If you don't have a father, wouldn't you be an orphan?"
"You mean there's one thing missing from our orphans..."