Chapter 739: Simulator (200 Monthly Tickets Bonus)

【Awakening on the first day, you asked the Demon Voice young lady for money, but she didn't pay you any mind.】

【On the second day, you ate a bag of potato chips, three cups of instant noodles, and four bottles of fat-happy water... You enjoyed a taste of modern life.】

【On the third day, the landlady came to demand rent and threatened to throw all your luggage out. You decided to start working properly and move bricks tomorrow.】

【On the fourth day, playing games...】

【On the fifth day, reading novels...】

【On the sixth day, receiving debt collection text messages, you decided to go out to work tomorrow.】

【On the seventh day, you went out. While passing the lottery shop downstairs, you had a sudden impulse and used divination methods to scratch out ten first-prize 'Guagua Le' tickets in a row!】

"The cake I'd be moving is too big. Even if I really won the grand prize, my end might be even more miserable than being robbed."

"The lottery shop matter is the same. If I just won a few hundred, no one would bother with me... Wealth should not be flaunted."

Aaron looked at his ending, his mouth twitching: "Can I get a refund now?"

He muttered to himself and lay down on the bed to sleep.

'Buying Guagua Le is still too crude, and the security in this urban-rural fringe area is poor. Once people know you have money, someone will rob you...'

Looking at his phone, Aaron's face was heavy: "Alright... It seems this Simulator isn't broken; predicting the future is still somewhat accurate."

Looking at the remaining 3 points of Tower and 2 points of Yao, Aaron gritted his teeth: "Again!"

And once you do something too excessive, you might gain the attention of the Daxin authorities, and then it would be hell-level difficulty.

If you encounter others with knives and guns, disregarding Wu, you would still have no way to deal with it...

The two were asking and answering. A middle-aged woman passing by with a child grabbed her child and ran a bit further away, lecturing her child: "Don't learn from those two. They're obsessed with martial arts dramas; it's so scary..."

Aaron complained, unable to bear looking: "Did I really end up so miserably as to be kidnapped and have my kidney harvested?"

A breeze blew, mixed with the smell of car exhaust.

【On the second day, you learned from your mistakes and decided not to buy Guagua Le, but to buy lottery tickets instead! And you divined the winning numbers for the next season!】

"This Simulator... is it serious?"

At this time, he was still an ordinary person, and the Spirituality of both 'Tower' and 'Yao' was quite thin, unable to achieve transcendence.

"At the end of the day, this body is just too weak..."

"You've come!"

"That lottery shop owner might also be problematic!"

'Judging by the situation, I was ambushed?'

Then, continue watching TV, playing games, reading novels, and drinking fat-happy water...

【On the seventh day, bombarded by debt collection text messages, you didn't take it to heart...】

Aaron didn't comb his hair, wearing flip-flops, walking with a swaggering gait, and went downstairs.

The lesson the Simulator brought Aaron for the second time was that the future is not immutable; it is constantly changing.

Immediately, this killing intent dissipated without a trace... No way, he really couldn't beat them!

"Is this world poisonous?"

"Discussing an investment of several million..."

While passing the lottery shop, he stopped his steps.

"I have to come!"

Although the probability of the Golden Finger being broken was very low, it still needed to be verified by practice.

【On the sixth day, the lottery was drawn, and it wasn't the numbers you divined. You vomited three liters of blood and roared that there was a cover-up!】

【On the fourth day, playing games...】

Alas, he also knew there was no refund...

【On the third day, the landlady came to demand rent and threatened to throw all your luggage out. You replied: "Do not bully the young because they are poor."】

"So you wanted to buy lottery tickets," Lao Liu said with a chuckle.

Keeping this bit of 'Yao' Spirituality, although it was still constantly dissipating just like when Aaron was a lord before, it could be used for divination!

Such as Guagua Le numbers, or lottery numbers, etc...

How could a commoner like Aaron with no background possibly outplay those evil forces?

Looking at the last bit of 'Yao' Spirituality, he hesitated.

"There are two points of Tower and one point of Yao left, barely enough to start the Simulator once, and then only one point of Tower will remain..."

"If it were a third or fourth prize... perhaps there would be no trouble."

Fighting might allow one to take on five, six, or seven people with rich experience, but being surrounded with the other party holding weapons is very dangerous.

Looking at the ending of being robbed to death, Aaron narrowed his eyes slightly.

If developed well, that could also be a long-term source of customers!

【On the ninth day, you were kidnapped by a Mysterious person. When you woke up, you found yourself on an operating table in an underground clinic. It turned out your creditor was going to harvest your kidney to sell for money... You have died!】

"So... is that the only step left?"

"Why have you come here?"

After pondering these things, Aaron got up, brushed his teeth, and made instant noodles...

After happily playing in his cramped dwelling for a day, that Demon Voice young lady indeed did not reply.

Aaron looked at the first BOSS he encountered with a profound expression.

One or two points of Spirituality were simply too little, far from enough to meet the requirements for opening the First Primordial Substance. What could Aaron do?

He was also very desperate!

【On the fifth day, reading novels...】

A chilling murderous aura radiated from his body...

For example, he divined the grand prize numbers and then bought a lottery ticket.

In today's society, it is said that beyond seven paces, the gun is fast; within seven paces, the gun is both accurate and fast!

Things like traditional Wu, combat, or Sanda... perhaps after bitter training for a while, an ordinary person could fight a few thugs barehanded, but that is the limit.

Then, an indescribable event occurred; due to some force majeure, the lottery numbers changed...

The next day.

By this time, Aaron almost believed in the ability of his Golden Finger; the simulations regarding the future were quite accurate.

This Aaron was someone he also knew, an unemployed youth with a strange name, likely of mixed heritage, and it seemed he hadn't done very well for himself; for such a person, there was always a need for this kind of spiritual anesthetic.

However, in the original timeline, this ticket should have been a losing number...

【The night of the seventh day, you are robbed, you fight back desperately, killing two people, but are ultimately overwhelmed by numbers and die from seven stab wounds...】

【The eighth day, someone comes to splash paint on your door, you decide to move...】

Early morning.

Moreover, the Golden Finger created by the main body is equivalent to one he created himself; if one pits oneself against oneself, can that even be called a trap?

"If there is still no good way this time, that precious 'Yao' Spirituality will be exhausted, and I won't have any more until seven days later."

The lottery shop owner, a bald middle-aged man, was holding a teacup filled with goji berries and greeting him with a smile.

【The first day of awakening, you ask the Demon Sound young lady for money, but she ignores you.】

Aaron was so depressed he wanted to vomit blood: "If I had known... I would have chosen 'Red', or 'Darkness', a type of Spirituality that provides an immediate boost to combat power... though, it seems it wouldn't have made any difference."

"No, I have higher pursuits."

Aaron said righteously: "Give me a stack of Guagua Le!"

(End of this chapter)