Simulation: Starting From Strange Creatures Chapter 1

  Chapter 1 Let's fight it out

   "In the first week, you were born from an egg belt, you came into this world, and you found yourself a sea hare,

   Driven by instinct, began to eat seaweed. "

   "In the second week, after eating, your body became bigger and blue spots appeared on your body."

   "In the third week, natural enemies invaded, your body secreted mucus, and you escaped a catastrophe."

   "Week 4, eat!"

   "The fifth week, you have reached maturity, and your biological instinct drives you to find something!"

   "In the sixth week, you found your own kind. They lined up for breeding behavior, and your instinct drove you to join them."

   "In the sixth week, as a hermaphrodite sea hare, the blue-spotted sea hare needs heterogeneous reproduction, so you have a duel with the leading sea hare to determine your gender!"

   "Because of the size disadvantage, you failed, you became a female!"

   "Week 7, you're trying to escape..."

   "You took the initiative to end the simulation!"

   "Simulation failed!"

   "Successful simulation can extract the following talents"

   "Showdown (Golden

   "Androgynous (Purple

   "Slime Defense (Blue

   "Dorsal Anal (Blue

   "Diet Affects Skin Color (White

   "Flexible Skin (Grey

   "Hidden entries (can be unlocked by successfully passing the breeding period

  The gentle wind blows across the valley, bringing a silky and moist breath,

   At this time, Zhao Meng, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, suddenly opened his eyes, gasped for a few heavy breaths,

   Hearing the familiar birdsong around him, he touched his **** and let out a sigh of relief:

   "It's good to be human!"

  The simulated scene just now brought him a lot of mental shock,

   Just when he recovered, a masculine voice came from behind him:

   "Your body has just recovered, it is not suitable to sit here for a long time!"

   Zhao Meng heard the voice and looked back, only to see a middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robes with a serious face coming behind him at some point.

   "Daoist Qingxuan!"

  The Taoist glanced at Zhao Meng and shook his head:

   "I have brought this month's rice!"

  The Taoist put down the rice, and then it turned into a blue light and disappeared in front of Zhao Meng. Looking at the disappearing figure of the Taoist, Zhao Meng sighed faintly:

   "Practice!"

   "Unfortunately, due to the limitations of this body, these Taoists are unwilling to pass on the knowledge of my practice no matter what!"

  Looking at the peak of the mountain revealed from the clouds, Zhao Meng didn't complain.

   After all, he is not from this world, but a person from another world who occupies this body.

  Recalling his own situation, Zhao Meng still felt a little inconceivable:

   "It has been three months since I came to this world!"

  In his previous life, he was the commentator of Wa Palace, a 5level scenic spot.

  Who would have thought that he would be so unlucky. In the process of working, the idol suddenly fell over and killed him, and then came to this world inexplicably.

  After traveling through time, the mold becomes even more moldy,

  After coming to this world, he became the seventeenth prince of Zhao,

  I thought I could live a good life,

  But when he thought of his predecessor, he even said a word, which made King Zhao furious and was thrown into the two mountains.

   Judging from the memory of his predecessor, this prince with the same name as himself,

  It was a miserable life,

  It is said that it is guarding the mountain, but in fact it is exiled and imprisoned here, basically it is going to die of old age on the two mountains.

   Fortunately, he was already alone in his previous life, so he didn't mind this kind of loneliness.

   It's just that every time he thinks of such unlucky things, he has some doubts, whether he has offended Emperor Wa, but he is not King Zhou, so he needs to be punished like this?

   While he was recalling his previous life and this life, the hunger in his stomach interrupted his thoughts.

   "It's time to eat!"

  Zhao Meng got up, took the rice he had just delivered, and left the stone platform,

   Behind the stone platform is a tile-roofed house. As the prince who guards the mountain in trouble, this simple tile-roofed house is his residence.

  Backing to the tile-roofed house, he took rice and made porridge. After the porridge was ready, Zhao Meng came to the front of the house with the porridge in hand.

   Here are some greens he planted three months ago,

  After this period of growth, some vegetables have matured,

   Zhao Meng picked some green vegetables, threw them into the porridge without washing them, and returned to the previous stone platform with the bowl in hand.

   "The prince fell from the cloud of rich clothes and rich food to this place, no wonder he couldn't think about it!"

   "However, judging from his memory, the prince's death may not be as simple as suicide!"

   Zhao Meng seemed to have vaguely detected something from the memory of his predecessor, but it was not clear.

  He who just came to this world three months ago,

  Because of this vague secret, I have been uneasy for a while,

   But after these three months of uneventful life,

  The uneasiness in Zhao Meng's heart dissipated a lot.

  As time goes by, the clouds and mist surrounding the mountains completely dissipate,

   After drinking porridge, Zhao Meng looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers around him, and heard the unknown birds singing in the surrounding mountains and forests, and couldn't help sighing:

   "If this place is not Liangjie Mountain, it would be a good place to live in seclusion!"

  According to the previous memory, Liangjie Mountain is the boundary mountain between the human race and the monster race, but it is not a safe place.

   "It's better to have as much power as possible!"

   "Although I can't practice yet, there is still this wonderful simulation system!"

  Thinking of this simulation system, Zhao Meng sighed helplessly, drank the porridge, and put the bowl on the stone platform beside him.

  I saw a slight movement in his heart, and a somewhat vague phantom with a human head and a snake body appeared in his mind.

   "A little clearer again!"

   "It really is that one!"

   This phantom is very blurry, but as a staff member of Wahuang Palace, he can also recognize that this is the god-like Emperor Wa.

  When he appeared in this world three months ago, this phantom appeared in his mind,

   It's just that the phantom was very blurred at that time, as if it was about to dissipate.

   It wasn't until today that the phantom solidified a little, and he entered the strange simulation system through this phantom.

   "Looks like this is what caused me to time travel!"

   "But why me?"

   "Coincidence, or something else?"

  In his previous life, he was just a small commentator, and it was only a temporary establishment.

   Moreover, many people know the story of Emperor Wa. Only when facing foreigners, a commentator like him is needed.

   "Could it be because I made up some innocuous jokes to attract that person's attention."

  Thinking of this, Zhao Meng's heart was shocked, and he carefully thought about whether he had offended that person when he was working in Wa Palace.

   Just when he was thinking about something, a very pleasant voice came into his ears,

   "Do you want to start the simulation?"

  Hearing the question, Zhao Meng finally came back to his senses, nodded and responded:

"yes!"

  Received Zhao Meng's reply, the phantom slowly disappeared,

  At the same time, Zhao Meng felt his surroundings plunged into darkness, and then a slight tactile sensation appeared on his body,

  He is like a soul delivery, entering the body of a creature,

   This is the wonderful thing about this simulation system,

   Without any instructions, without any operation interface,

  As long as he visualizes the phantom with his consciousness, he will enter the simulation process uncontrollably, and he will get the feeling of the simulation process.

  He has nothing to do about it. Given his current situation, he has no other choice but to rely on this weird simulation system.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Meng stopped thinking about it, but focused on the simulation.

  The creature he simulated for the first time was the sea hare.

   This creature cast a shadow over him,

  Because the sea hare is a hermaphrodite,

  But during the breeding season, sea hares need allogeneic reproduction,

   But everyone is androgynous, so who will be the female and who will be the male?

   Therefore, it is necessary to distinguish between male and female, and the method to distinguish male and female is very simple, that is to use the attacking organs on the body to fend swords,

  Whoever stabs the sword into the important part of the other side first will become the male with the initiative,

  As for the loser, the female can only become an egg-laying machine, and die early after laying eggs.

  While the winning male proceeds to sow his own seeds by fencing,

  Until she was defeated and became a female, she was forced to give birth, and then died prematurely because of the birth.

  Nature is so cruel, and Zhao Meng also experienced this cruelty in the last simulation,

  The sea hare he manipulated was defeated in fencing and became a female.

  Although what he operates is only a kind of mollusk, soft and even cute,

   But this kind of soft and cute creature that looks like a slug is not cute at all.

   Fortunately, he was able to take the initiative to end the simulation early, otherwise this kind of devotion to the simulation would cause him a lot of mental trauma:

   "The simulation failed last time because it was not big enough! This time it will definitely succeed!"

  Zhao Meng gave himself a sigh of relief, and then started the formal simulation:

   "The first week: You were born from an egg belt, you came to this world, and you found yourself as a sea hare, driven by instinct, and began to feed on seaweed."

   "Week 2: You keep eating and you start getting bigger!"

   "Week 3: Eat! Continue to grow in size"

   "Week 4: Eat!"

   "Week 5: You entered sexual maturity, but you restrained your instincts and did not join the breeding team!"

  "The fifth week: Your body size has reached the limit, eating can no longer make you bigger, you decide to join the breeding team again,

   But in the process of approaching other nudibranchs, your size attracted the attention of predators,

   You are eaten! "

   "Simulation failed!"

  (end of this chapter)

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