"Please choose where you came from in this simulation."

"Ordinary people: You were born in a low-class family, and you have a bad fate, and you need points from zero to one hundred."

"Wealthy family: You were born in a wealthy family, your family is wealthy, and you need to count 100 to 10,000 points."

"Martial arts family: You were born in a martial arts family, your parents are martial artists, you have martial arts blood flowing in your body, and your talent is far beyond ordinary people. It takes 2,000 to 50,000 points. ”

Seeing the origin option, Fang Yuan directly chose the common people, and then directly came to the talent option.

"Swordsmanship Talent (Beginner): Requires simulation points from one to one hundred."

"Swordsmanship Talent (Intermediate): Requires 100 to 10,000 simulation points."

"Cultivation Talent (Beginner): Requires simulation points from one to one hundred."

"Knife Talent (Beginner): You need to simulate points from one to one hundred."

…….

Lin Lin's total of ten talent options popped up, appearing in front of Fang Yuan's eyes.

"I'll need some points to extend the time of this simulation, in that case..."

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment or two, then chose the cultivation talent and invested ten simulation points in it.

"There are twenty simulation points left, so let's use them to extend the time."

The thought flashed, Fang Yuan skipped some other options and came to the time selection.

"Two simulation points can extend the time for a year... Then use it all to extend the time! ”

Fang Yuan invested all the remaining points in extending the time, directly extending the time of this simulation from ten years to twenty years.

"Twenty years will surely allow me to accomplish what I need to do in this simulation."

As long as he doesn't die, he will survive for twenty years before the simulation ends.

Fang Yuan looked at all the options that had been selected, took a deep breath, his thoughts moved slightly, and clicked on the start simulation.

"Selected, simulation begins!"

With the sound of a machine, a deep black void emerged at the same time, exuding infinite suction.

Fang Yuan only felt that his spirit was slightly shocked, and then he was sucked into the black hole, and his whole person became groggy and unconscious.

When he came back to his senses again, he realized that he had already started the simulation.

Now he was lying on the hay in the stable, and beside him there were several sturdy horses munching on the hay.

The stables are well cleaned up, and although it is a place to keep horses, the smell is very light and the ground is tidy.

Fang Yuan observed his surroundings, and at the same time, memories began to slowly emerge in his mind.

Sensing the memory in his mind, Fang Yuan suddenly realized: "I have become a horse groom." ”

Sensing this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head.

The origin who didn't invest any points was really a pit, the last time it was a homeless, this time it was a groom.

Although it seems that the groom is much better than the outcast, the outcast is still a people, and the groom is a slave and driven by man.

"Wang Cheng, the horseman of the Zhao family, has raised horses for the Zhao family for generations, and is the son of the Zhao family."

Flipping through the memories in his mind, Fang Yuan couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

In his opinion, this identity is not as good as the identity of the outcasts in the last simulation.

After all, there are no constraints on the homeless, and the Zhao family where he is now is a tyrant in Kangcheng, and the head of the family, Zhao Kang, is a congenital master, so there is no room for him to play here.

"We have to find a way to leave the Zhao family."

"My current identity is the son of the Zhao family, and it is impossible to leave the Zhao family by normal means, it seems that I can only..."

A family child is a child born to a house slave in the master's family, and according to his memory, it is to be a slave in the master's family for generations, and it is impossible to get out of it.

"Looks like I had to take advantage of the opportunity to escape while I was out to buy forage."

Fang Yuan already knew from his memory that he would go out every five days to buy forage for the Chengbei Bazaar to raise horses.

"After escaping, you must find a place far away from Cannes to survive, and then practice martial arts and build up your power..."

He is the son of the Zhao family, if he betrays the Zhao family and is found by the Zhao family, then he will definitely not die.

The thought flashed, Fang Yuan took a deep breath and continued to flip through the memories in his mind.

As Wang Cheng's memories were flipped through by Fang Yuan one by one, Fang Yuan also drew a lot of nutrients from his memories.

At least he now has a leap forward in how to raise horses and how to tell the physical condition of horses.

He went from being ignorant of the habits of horses to being a master of the arts.

"Although I have absorbed these memories, it has not caused any disturbance to me."

Fang Yuan silently watched Wang Cheng's memory, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Because although these memories are huge, they have no feelings, and they can't affect his mind at all.

After all, it was just a memory, and it didn't make Fang Yuan have all kinds of feelings when he watched it.

For Fang Yuan, although he absorbed these memories, for him it was no different from watching a movie.

"Maybe there's the power of the simulator at work."

Fang Yuan silently examined his heart and realized in his heart.

For others, these memories are certainly emotionless and cannot affect their minds, but such a large number of memories themselves are a kind of pollution.

But this kind of pollution does not exist for the other source, and it does not affect him in the slightest.

"In the end, he is a horseman, and he doesn't have any martial arts cultivation methods in his memory."

Shaking his head, Fang Yuan read all of Wang Cheng's memories, then stood up from the hay pile and began to take care of the horses.

"This time I have more memories than the last simulation, and Wang Cheng, as the son of the Zhao family, is very trusted and understands the world a little deeper."

Through the information he had learned in the last simulation and Wang Cheng's memories, Fang Yuan knew more about his current location and world.

The land of this world is incomparably vast, there are many dynasties, and the strong martial arts are like carps crossing the river, and there are countless of them.

And the city where he is now located is a city in the hinterland of the Great Wei.

"The last time I simulated it, I was in Dazheng, maybe I can go and see it in the future to see the traces I left when I simulated last time."

"I don't know how much time has passed since the last time I simulated it."

The era names of each dynasty were different, and Fang Yuan did not find any information about the era name of Da Zheng from Wang Cheng's memory.

Shaking his head, Fang Yuan silently took care of the horses, waiting for the time to come.

Four days later, he was going out to buy forage, and that was the time for him to escape.

Although he had no worries about food and clothing in the Zhao family, Fang Yuan did not have the habit of sending people under the fence, let alone being a slave to anyone.

Moreover, he can't practice martial arts in the Zhao family at all, and he can be called restrained everywhere.

And once he breaks away from the Zhao family, he will naturally let the birds fly in the sky, and let the fish swim in the wide sea.

Just as Fang Yuan was thinking and taking care of the horses, a man dressed as a maid walked over from a distance.

"Wang Cheng, Miss has an order, let you take care of your rouge, Miss will go out to play tomorrow morning, and I want you to lead the horse when the time comes."

Rouge is a pony with a docile temperament, and is the favorite horse of Zhao Yu, the eldest lady of the Zhao family.

Fang Yuan heard the voice, turned to look at the maid, nodded and said, "I know." ”

After a while, looking at the back of the maid leaving, Fang Yuan felt a slight joy in his heart: "Maybe I don't have to wait until four days later, maybe tomorrow is the time for me to leave the Zhao family." ’