My Tokusho Life Simulation

It's just that No. [-] only has the transformation accessories in his body, even if he has some points to change, he doesn't have to install them.

Moreover, the exchange interface also has a temporary storage function. He can select the target for long-term storage. Even if the store is refreshed in a simulation again, the selected items will not disappear without a trace.

As for the lottery drawing interface, it is basically empty, with only one word to read.

[I'm very sorry, due to some code-level problems, the extraction project is still in emergency repair, and the repair completion time is to be determined. 】

For Luther, the exchange function is nothing more than a useless plug-in.

"It seems that we can only wait eighteen hours. Next time, just tell me that you can't buy anything with [-] points."

Luther shrugged, put on the coat aside, and left the garage.

Back in the house, it happened that Madoka Kame was still on vacation, but before Luther could say anything, the pink-haired girl suddenly blushed, turned and ran into the room.

Luther was a little dazed, not knowing what happened to Madoka Kame.

Until he walked to the sink, looking through the mirror, he saw himself in a shirt.

After splashing water on his face, Luther raised his head and stared at the face reflected in the mirror.

Water droplets dripped down his chin, causing little ripples in the pool. In a trance, Luther in the mirror seemed to turn into the appearance of number three.

The encounter of that day and two nights was not only fresh in the memory of Hongo Meng and Yiwen Hayato, but also for him.

I don't know what kind of experience he will experience in the next simulation, and what kind of people he will meet.

Number three in the mirror turned back into a young man with deep red eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised confidently, that was a smile of anticipation.

You must be absolutely serious in the simulation, and the same is true in the real life of the main world.

A moment later, outside the courtyard, Kamu Zhijiu asked worriedly: "Can Madoka take you there, Xiaolu, are you okay?".

"Just go out and get familiar with the environment. I'll be back soon."

Luther said so.

After all, he has to live in this city for at least four years, so he should be familiar with the surrounding environment.

"Okay then...stay safe."

Looking at the map on his mobile phone, Luther arrived at the nearest tram stop, bought a ticket, entered the station and waited for the train in one go.

Although it is a holiday, the commuting animals in the morning are still a spectacular sight.

Soon the tram was already ticking, and the carriage was not considered crowded, but there were no seats left, so Luther had to choose a handrail at random.

Inadvertently, a sense of being peeped came from behind.

This is not an accidental sweep, but a long-term gaze.

The keen Luther did not look back, but looked towards the source of his gaze from the corner of his eye.

It was a girl.

He has waist-length black hair, and the bag is on his lap. He doesn't check his phone or read a book, and his hands don't move on the bag. He is wearing the uniform of a certain school.

She has regular facial features, and her eyes have the texture of purple gemstones, but she lacks expression, and she can't see emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy. It is not so much aloofness as it is superficial indifference.

Moreover, there is an aura that makes people respectful and far away.

Luther knew very well that since she got in the car, she had maintained this movement for at least 10 minutes, always watching his back, without moving her eyes for even a second.

This is really weird.

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2K2, the second update.

The next update is the next zero point, about 3-5 more.

If there is no accident, it will enter the second copy.

Finally, there is the routine ticketing process.

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Volume 19: Chapter 18 Chapter [-] Escape

Along the way, this peeping never stops

She stared at Luther a little hairy, because he has always experienced similar things since he was a child.

It wasn't until the moment when he turned around and met the eyes of the black-haired girl that this feeling disappeared.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

Luther asked straight to the point, and the girl's quiet and indifferent figure was reflected in his crimson eyes.

"No."

She shook her head, her cold voice was as indifferent as it looked, without any emotional ups and downs.

After the words fell, the aura around the girl who made people respect her grew stronger.

She seemed reluctant to talk to Luther.

The carriage kept bumping, so she turned her head sideways and looked at the window.

The scenery outside the window kept flowing in those gem-like clear purple eyes.

Luther began to wonder if he was thinking too much.

He has been experiencing similar things since he was a child, so he has a particularly keen eye for others.

But this peeping was not like the performance of meeting for the first time. It gave him the feeling that they had known each other for a long time.

Have you had any contact with her?

Luther thought and thought, but couldn't think of an answer, so he had to turn back.

But after a while, the peeping feeling from before came again, and it disappeared quietly in just a split second.

Luther looked out of the corner of his eye again, but the black-haired girl never seemed to leave the window.

—Very strange.

After that, the journey was uneventful, and at the next stop, Luther got up and left the carriage.

For him, it was a very good experience to ride the upside-down monorail more than ten meters above the ground for the first time.

While walking bored, Luther looked behind him from the corner of his eye.

The girl on the tram didn't follow him to get off the train before, probably the feeling before was just similar to the illusion of 'he likes me' when I was young.

"Maybe it's the nervous tension caused by encountering something like a witch before..."

Luther murmured to himself.

He didn't know whether he would be attacked again next time.

But suddenly, that weird sense of peeping came from behind again.

Luther frowned for a moment, turned around, and couldn't see anything.

It's so weird.

He has always trusted his keen senses, and this is definitely not an illusion.

Could it be that he was being targeted by something similar to a witch again?

At this moment, the girl was standing on the edge of the high platform, her long black hair was blowing in the wind, and her clothes were no longer the student uniform she had been wearing before.

She watched quietly until Luther's figure deliberately disappeared in a blind spot that was difficult to observe, and the expression that had been deliberately suppressed changed slightly.

"...It's not the same as before."

Xiao Meiyan murmured in a low voice, her voice was no longer indifferent without ups and downs.

She turned around and jumped down from the tall building in an extremely terrifying way, landing smoothly without stirring up a trace of dust.

at this time.

In the blind corner of the inaccessible field of vision, Luther crossed his arms and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the source of the peeping to show his feet.

Luther doesn't know yet, just like the existence of Shuka will have Kamen Riders that oppose it, witches also have things that oppose them.

--Magical girl.

"Maybe it's an illusion?"

He frowned, and quickly returned to the street.

After another ten or so minutes, after this time, Luther never felt that sense of peeping again.

He glanced at the taiyaki shop on the street, looked at the freshly baked sea bream-shaped snacks filled with red bean paste, and turned away.

This is reality, not a simulated world.

This is his body.

In order to maintain the best condition at all times, Luther has always avoided all kinds of sweets and carbonated drinks.

This is also why in the previous simulation, when he had no sense of taste, his mind was full of thoughts of indulgence once in a while.

Luther wasn't too tired, so he walked around slowly for a long time without stopping.

I casually found a vending machine by the side of the road, put coins in, bought a bottle of sugar-free coffee, drank it in two gulps, squeezed the bottle, and threw it into the trash can without looking back.

Mitakihara was still a strange city to him, and there were novel scenery everywhere, which made Luther no longer want to stop.

It's just that when I think of the absurd and weird things like witches...

There are still dozens of hours until the next time the Phantom III can be used to deliver a blow.

If he met other witches during this period, he might fall into a situation where he might lose his life again.

As he walked, the deafening dynamic sound came to his ears.

Luther froze in place, and what came into view was a large video game store with no people, and the regular employees inside were looking at their phones bored.

"There are even things like maglev cars, and I don't know if there will be anything I haven't seen."

Luther thought so, and walked in.

A few minutes later, his face was full of disappointment, it seems that no matter where the video game store is, it is the same.

But just when Luther was about to leave, a dancing red-haired figure caught his attention.

Wearing a light turquoise hoodie and denim shorts with a Pocky in her mouth, she had a great time exuding youthful firepower on the dancing machine.

But what attracts Luther is not the girl dancing, but the score on the big screen.

"Good score..."

Luther touched his chin, always feeling that he had some bad ideas.

So, at the next moment, he took action silently.

He took out his wallet and exchanged the game currency, and put it into another dancing machine next door.

Dance and martial arts are very similar in many ways, and they can effectively exercise coordination, although playing is more meaningful.

In a blink of an eye, with the roar of the sound waves, Luther's score was getting higher and higher, and the weird dancing machine automatically entered the battle mode.

"what?"

Looking at the overtaken score in front of her, Sakura Kyoko frowned.

Excited to play, she finally found Luther next to her. The young man was dancing harmoniously and appropriately because of the desire to win.

Now, Luther is not the only one who is extremely eager to win.

After that, the two seemed to be competing with each other. They obviously didn't know each other, but neither of them accepted the other. The speed became faster and faster, and the score reached an astronomical figure that had never been reached before.

Many spectators gradually gathered behind the two, which also made the video game city with little traffic become popular again.

There was no accident at first, and the two could still fight for a long time, but suddenly white smoke came out of the dancing machine, and a smell of paste gushed out like an overload.

The machine burned just like that, and the 'competition' without a winner was interrupted like this.

At this time, the eyes of the staff also fell faintly.

It is not uncommon for a machine to burn because of various things, but it is the first time I have seen it broken in a serious way.