Chapter 393: The thirteenth simulation begins, codename: Man and Entropy

After long thought, Zhang Jie still decided to discard this option.

Life's simulation is not a game; there are multiple loop endings that can be triggered, but Zhang Jie only has one chance.

Before, Zhang Jie had already wondered why the simulator appeared, what its purpose was, and what its nature was.

Although these questions have no answer, Zhang Jie believed that all of this must have a specific purpose.

Therefore, for each simulation choice, he had to consider it carefully.

The options 'genius' and 'mediocre person' are tentatively set; after excluding 'Star Sea Leader', 'Curve Salvation', and 'Mechanical Ascension', the choice is already clear.

OK, then let's do that!

Zhang Jie's finger quickly selected the option he had already decided on.

Choose 'garbage person', 'genius', 'mediocre person', 'talented type athlete'!

Selection complete; you selected 'garbage person', 'genius', 'mediocre person', 'talented type athlete'.

Now drawing random traits from your previous simulation.

Draw successful! You obtained the limited achievement from past simulations (A) 'The Art of Mecha, the Aesthetics of Violence!'

This trait has been automatically adapted for you to be usable in the current simulation world: (A) 'Violence Aesthetics': As a poor person who has struggled in the lower levels, having a strong physique and ruthless methods is necessary; all your means are imbued with the aesthetics of violence. To you, heaven is big, earth is big, fists are biggest! If there's a problem that can't be solved, just throw two punches! (All right! Just do it!)

In the simulator, you will lose all memories and start a new life; if you have considered everything, please select to start.

May I ask if you want to start the simulation?

6! Activate!

The thirteenth simulation has begun, codename: Man and Entropy.

Familiar process, familiar feeling; Zhang Jie closed his eyes and his consciousness slowly sank into it.

Age 0: You have successfully descended into this world; what race are you? Do you have parents? What is your origin? What are you supposed to do? All unknown; the only thing known is that you seem to have many siblings, just like you, who were dropped into this world, and it is certain that you all share some unified purpose.

And you, this time as an extraterrestrial entity, did not fortunately land on the capital planet of this civilization, nor did you land in the home of some officer; instead, you landed on the most insignificant scrap star.

It is worth mentioning that, among this batch of extraterrestrial entities, only you descended onto the scrap star; in orbit not far from you lies the civilization's most prosperous planet, and you are only a step away from a life of fine clothes and abundant food.

However, these mean nothing to you, still a child; your main objective is important and simple: to survive. For this, you, just born, must display your strong will to survive.

Your era is one that has just stepped out of stellar limits and contacted the universe—a nascent civilization that has already opened its age of revelry in interstellar exploration; countless youths want to leave this star system immediately to see the vast, boundless cosmos.

But unfortunately, this revelrous civilization has encountered the universe's most tragic age of decline; entropy disaster has already appeared, prosperity is merely a facade, everyone has already faced calamity, and this epoch is about to enter its end.

However, these are still not important to you now; for you, through your most primal survival instinct, you are trudging difficultly across the ruins formed from scrap.

In this endless garbage mountain, no one noticed a tiny figure struggling to crawl.

In the interstellar age of revelry, Moyadi Star, as the first colony, has long become a thing of the past.

Water chestnuts require various technologically assisted waste processing; throwing them together onto a planet is obviously the least effort.

The universe is vast; a single planet is nothing precious to a civilization that is frenetically developing.

The light from the star scorches this fragile life; in such extreme conditions, it won't be long before this presumed Zhang Jie lifeform turns into presumed Zhang Jie jerky.

Huh?

Like a vast desert, a soft whisper suddenly sounded, and then he was embraced by a pair of hands.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be a human female?

He could feel the other's carefulness, and indeed this action greatly boosted his will to survive.

Hey! What are you doing!

Don't bite!

Exactly where he bit, only the presumed Zhang Jie lifeform knows.

You were brought home by a presumed carbon-based female human; as an unknown creature, although you've escaped the high-temperature environment, you urgently need to replenish energy.

You can feel the harshness of your surroundings—radiation, high temperature, toxic gases, even the aura of heavenly disaster.

Although your vitality is tenacious, you are not immortal; feeling fear, you begin to restless more anxiously.

Hey, this human infant should drink milk....

Let me see, what does synthetic milk require....

Plastic sheets? Can this be used as milk?

Pap—....

Hey!!

The young human female let out a gasp; it turned out that the little toy, because it was not behaving properly, had fallen from a table over a meter high, and instantly fell silent.

He seemed to have 1.4 now.....

But in the end, he still managed to drink that strange-tasting synthetic milk; although it was made from plastic sheets and still carried much radiation, fortunately it still provided him with some energy substances.

You little thing.

What should I call you....

I don't know whether it's due to fate's arrangement or a coincidence of the world, but you have once again been named Zhang Jie; as for the origin of this name, it has no special meaning—it's just that the human female who found you generated it with AI.

Just like that, you were inexplicably taken in; she neither pondered your origin nor discarded you, and you seem to have merely become her casually kept pet, simply to alleviate her inner loneliness.

The first step of life: survive, mission accomplished!