"Excuse me, borrow a light."

Chen Quanzhou rolled his eyes, opened a crack in the storage cabinet that was being pressed behind him by a passionate kiss with both hands, and pulled out a not very new but very clean rucksack from it with difficulty.

[Smack-]

After losing Chen Quanzhou's hands as a supporting force, the locker was crushed again.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the little couple who almost formed the parallel god of war, King Kong, who almost shouted "I'll make the head", and the middle finger of the boy's right hand behind his back.

He calmed himself down and walked to his classroom.

This is New York.

Queens.

Midtown High School.

In this world, Chen Quanzhou's name is not Chen Quanzhou, his full name is George. Old. Osterman.

His father is of mixed Chinese and German descent, his mother is of mixed Chinese and American descent, and he is half Chinese.

George is not a native.

Or rather...... He is not indigenous to this world.

He's a traverser.

It's a bit of ups and downs, in my last life, I was a young police officer who had just graduated, and I had a car accident during a mission, and I woke up in the United States.

When he first came to this world, he obtained the standard goldfinger of the traverser, and he also thought that this was an urban strange flow novel.

But then I found out that there was a Stark Company in New York.

The world is too dangerous, I just want to go home.

As soon as I entered the classroom, a voice sounded in my head.

The Life Simulator has been restarted and is loading...... 〗

The current number of simulations is 1, please enter the simulation within one week. 〗

"Is it time?"

George was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, put on his glasses out of sight of the other students, and walked to the corner and sat down.

The current number of simulation points: 103, you can enter the low-level world. 〗

"Sure enough, the simulation points obtained through the [simulator] are not cumulative, but it's a pity."

After taking out the textbook he was going to use today and making a cup of black tea, George began to wander again.

This is the golden finger that followed him to this world, that is, the [Life Simulator], but it was officially opened at the age of 16.

The cheat function is divided into two parts, the first part is [Simulator], and the second part is [Task].

Now, the [Simulator] is a word game in which he can choose whether or not to present the process and images in his mind, and through this word game, he can obtain [Talent] and [Simulation Points] as rewards.

[Mission] is an event that is triggered in reality through some unknown means, and by completing these events, you can obtain [Talent Slots] and [Simulation Points] as rewards.

However, the [Simulation Points] obtained are different, the former must be used in their entirety the next time you enter the simulation, otherwise they will not be retained, while the latter can be retained.

Simulation Points are the currency of this word game that can be used to purchase things like identity, starter items, and body enhancements when entering the simulation.

Among them, the body enhancement can also directly act on reality.

It's just this amplification......

Anyway, after several simulations, George didn't feel like he was getting stronger.

"This lesson is world history, turn the book to ......"

The first few life simulations took only about ten minutes.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that he was honored within a few days of entering.

George took a pen and wrote and drew on paper.

Low-level worlds can only farm the highest purple talent, and the chance of purple talent appearing is very, very low, almost negligible.

The boy next to him whispered nervously to another girl, "Do you know that in an Indian restaurant in Flushing, another infected person has ......?"

"Really? Dead? ”

"No, it is said that there were members of the Avengers who were dining there at the time and happened to run into the muzzle of the gun."

"How many times this month?"

"I don't know, it's the fifth time, recently I saw that the New York Police Department was expanding, and my dad said......"

"There seems to be a tank parked on the other side of the government building......

"These things aren't going to be here with us one day, are they?"

"Probably not...... The mayor has pledged to strengthen the defense of the school......"

"But ......"

"Mr. Starr, what are you talking about with Madam Kabuda?"

Mr. Tracy, who was in charge of the course, pushed his glasses, which were about the size of beer bottles, and leaned tremblingly against the wall, he was about seventy years old, and he had been wounded in the war before.

Mr. Tracy looked at Adam Starr and Winnie, who had stopped whispering immediately after being discovered. Kabuda,

"Now, could you please elaborate on the root cause of the outbreak of the Revolutionary War in the United States of America?"

"Uh...... I'm sorry, Mr. Tracy...... I ......"

"Listen carefully, Starr, the answer to this question is that British colonial oppression has hindered the development of the capitalist economy in North America!"

"Yes sir, I remember sir."

So the class continued.

This episode did not change Mr. Tracy's rigid and boring way of teaching.

The students in the back row were a little drowsy.

But George fell into deep thought.

The infected body that the two students just talked about is a very dangerous biological entity that carries a large number of pathogens in outer space.

At least that's how the government explains it.

About two years ago, during the Great Battle of New York, the great event in which the evil god Loki opened a spatial passage for the Kitarians to invade Earth, there was a source of infection left in the New York area that had not yet been found to be pathological and pathogenic.

This source of infection can cause humans or other creatures to produce some rather strange changes, and completely lose their minds, becoming aggressive towards all living things.

While Mr. Tracy was performing his profound hypnotic technique, George took a deep breath.

"Enter the simulation."

He gave orders to the [Life Simulator].

He is only two months old when he turns 16, and according to the law, the number of simulations is increased once a week, which is not cumulative, and must be used weekly.

There are so many life simulations, each time you simulate ten random talents, and then choose three from them, and then choose a talent to be embedded in the talent slot at the end of the simulation.

When I was lucky, I encountered the blue talent, and the other times it was basically white and green, which was really not good.

And there is only one initial talent slot, but fortunately, the selected talent can be replaced an unlimited number of times.

Life Simulator Loading...... 〗

After loading, deduct 10 simulation points to open the low-level world. 〗

Simulating a Random World...... 〗

『The simulated world has been selected, and the current "Albert Continent"

Please be sure to enter the low-level simulation world "Albert Continent", once confirmed, the simulation cannot be changed. 〗

George breathed a sigh of relief.

The first few simulations, each time it was Albert Continental, and each time I was basically forced to quit by accident when I was about sixteen years old.

But after all, I barely figured out the worldview of the world.