The Sims of the Realms

The Sims of All Worlds by Mochi Yongquan

In the legend of Bruce Lee, he is the master of martial arts, the king of fighting, the myth of martial arts,

In a single person's martial arts, he is a lone warrior. People are faster than guns, killing people in ten steps.

In the spirit cage world, he is a breeding pacesetter, a life mentor for the confused girls in the Dawn Hall...

Chapter 1 Realms Simulation Game

"You can warm up yesterday's dishes and eat them."

"I'm going to do some errands and I won't be back at night."

In a slightly messy room, a middle-aged man, wearing a neat suit, was doing his hair very seriously in front of the mirror.

Lin Yiqi is very satisfied with himself.

I have to say that this slightly melancholy face has a special charm, and in terms of appearance alone, it is easy for some lonely aunts to be addicted.

"Friends of middle-aged and elderly women!"

This is Lin Weiran's evaluation of him.

"I heard that you are going to go out to work?"

Lin Yiqi passed by Lin Weiran and asked casually, but he didn't care much about Lin Weiran's reaction, he just said perfunctorily, "It's pretty good."

Then he opened the drawer.

Preciously took out a bottle of perfume.

Spray it lightly, first rub it on your elbow twice, then rub it behind your ears, and finally spray it on your pockets and palms.

"Bulgari's Darjeeling tea, he is very good at it. When hugging or holding hands, there is his taste, and you can slowly recall it."

Lin Weiran was quite surprised.

This is a master. When winter comes, he will change the method and spray it into the jacket or trouser legs, never spraying it all over the body, because it will have a strong perfume smell, which is disgusting.

"I'm leaving! Uh-huh~"

Lin Qi hummed a ditty and left.

Not long after, Lin Weiran called.

"Hello, Yaoyao?"

"Yes, I want to call the police!"

"At about seven o'clock in the evening, in Room 302 of the Shuangcheng Hotel, there will be illegal sexual transactions between men and women. Comrade policemen please deal with it seriously!"

"Yes, I'm sure!"

"I saw his chat records and transfer records on his mobile phone."

"Huh? My relationship with him?"

"Please keep this secret, he is my father."

The other end of the phone pondered for two seconds, and then said: "Thank you for calling the police. Serving the people is what we should do."

"Okay, goodbye, Comrade Police."

"Huh! Comfortable! My heart is clear!"

……

Lin Yiqi is the worst father Lin Weiran has ever seen. To use a little exaggeration to describe it, he is either whoring or on the way.

Whoring is fine, but he absolutely shouldn't, he just took the tuition fee given by his ex-wife to Lin Weiran, and he couldn't wait to go whoring that day.

This might make him have a longer memory.

Lin Weiran is not a filial son!

"Ding!"

Lin Weiran picked up her phone and received a message: Zhao Jing, Fushouyuan, QP District, District A1, 1000 yuan per hour, first come first served.

"Come to live!"

Lin Weiran's eyes lit up, he ate some food casually, and rushed to Fushouyuan in a hurry, and if he was late, he might be snatched away by others.

Fushou Garden is not a community.

It is the most expensive cemetery in Shanghai.

Lin Weiran found the target very smoothly, and came to a tombstone engraved with the descendants of Meng Yin, the descendants of Fuze.

Zhao Jing's name is engraved in the middle.

"Dad!"

Lin Weiran knelt down without any burden.

The morning sun shone on the ground, reflecting each other, Lin Weiran's voice was choked up, sobbing, and he said something sadly.

"Dad~"

"My son saw you, woo woo~"

"How are you doing there?"

"I just remitted one billion to you, did you receive it? Don't worry, my son is fine here, and your grandson is about to be born... Thanks to you~"

Lin Weiran opened his mouth and came.

In the cemetery, the atmosphere is solemn.

"This child is really filial!"

Many worshipers were infected.

Heaven and man are separated, birth, old age, sickness and death, father is kind and son is filial, the deceased has passed away, but it may be easier to walk on the road to death with descendants to pay homage to.

after an hour.

Lin Weiran stood up, quickly wiped away tears, stepped aside, skillfully picked up the phone that was recording and sent the video.

Then the phone rang.

"Alipay arrives~1000 yuan~"

Lin Weiran sent an emoji of happy cooperation, Zhao Jing, he has the impression that Zhao Jing's son is always busy with work in other places, so he can't come back to fulfill his filial piety.

But he is a big dutiful son.

Find someone to visit the grave every quarter.

Lin Weiran picked up several times.

Lin Weiran felt that he was almost an acquaintance.

Not only the top is cooked, but the bottom... is almost cooked too!

"Ding! It is detected that the host has a relatively flexible moral bottom line, the system has successfully identified the host, and the simulation game of the worlds is loading..."

"???"

What's the meaning?Who is to say immoral?

Who is flexible?This is eating on the merits!

Shouldn't I report Lin Yiqi?

Lin Qi does some personnel work, what will he do?

Lin Weiran shook his head, "Is it an illusion, or is it always crying for other people's graves, being missed by a certain uncle?"

However, looking back, Lin Weiran found something was wrong again, what system recognized the master?What worlds simulation game?Isn't this the plot of a novel?

If the system is real... Lin Weiran was thinking, "Could it be that I can get rich just by breathing, suddenly there is an extra [-] million in my card, and suddenly there is a beautiful CEO who insists on calling me his wife..."

Nothing happened!

Lin Weiran did not give up: "It could be that my first love girlfriend who had disappeared for ten years returned from another world, and my grandfather went to the underworld from the underworld, and found that his grandson was crying for others, and in a fit of rage, he led a hundred thousand soldiers of the underworld to help me achieve success..."

Still nothing happened.

"Is it really an illusion?"

Lin Weiran smiled and said,

Where did he get such good luck!

There are so many people in the world, but they have their own system, why?Just because he looks handsome?Cough cough... that would be a possibility...

"Could it be a supernatural event?"

Whatever job you do, you must have a matching mentality. Professional grave crying is no joke!Lin Weiran calmed down and thought about it.

But when it comes to supernatural events...

Lin Weiran's pupils shrank, it's not that he has never encountered it before, the incident left a big shadow on him at the beginning, it was Lin Weiran who had just started this job not long ago.

Once a strange thing happened.

That night, Lin Weiran was walking alone on the street. The street was very deserted. He passed an intersection and saw a white-haired old man from a distance.

As a result, in the blink of an eye,

The white-haired old man suddenly disappeared!

Lin Weiran couldn't help but think of his work during the day, the photo on the tombstone was exactly the same as the white-haired old man he saw!

There are... ghosts in this world!

Lin Weiran broke into a cold sweat on the spot!

Lin Weiran didn't dare to walk that way for a few days. During this period, he felt uncomfortable all over, and his spirit was in a trance.

I always feel like I can see something dirty.

Until a few days later he accidentally learned that,

A manhole cover was stolen at the intersection...

The white-haired old man had fallen into the sewer.

Fortunately, he survived until the next day before being rescued. After this incident, Lin Weiran was reborn, and his courage increased several times...

"Ding!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in my mind again: "The simulation game of the worlds has been loaded, is the player entering the game?"

"???"

"Do you want to enter the game?"

"Do you want to enter..."

The voice kept repeating.

"Fuck!"

I can't stand it anymore!Lin Weiran swears loudly: "Stop talking nonsense! How dare you use an axe? Dawei Tianlong! Look at me, the world is infinite, and the universe borrows the law... Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who walks the deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, revealing the truth Jiedi..."

in an instant,

The voice in his head stopped abruptly!

Lin Weiran's body was stiff, his voice disappeared, but his eyes had problems. He could clearly see a line of words appearing out of thin air in front of him...

"Enter the game? [Yes]/[Enter]"

"Gan!"

Lin Weiran: ??

"There is no option to say no, hello!"

"The game is being imported, please get ready~"

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