My Tokusho Life Simulation

In the messy room, Luther was talking to himself, lowered his head, and looked at the somewhat weak hands.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Yuanling's body.

On the contrary, it can be said that among people of the same age who are close to 40 years old, it can be regarded as a rare and healthy physique.

Yuan Ling was originally a criminal policeman who fought on the front line all year round, and was later transferred to the investigation team of unconfirmed life forms.

But the problem was dozens of days of excessive drinking.

Yuan Ling was already somewhat allergic to alcohol. Before his wife died, he didn't drink at all, but after being devastated by despair, he couldn't sleep all night, so he could only use alcohol to relieve his worries and numb himself with alcohol every day.

So, out of the blue...

—he drank himself to death.

This action also caused this body to suffer a lot of wear and tear, and it can be said that it was completely weakened.

"The assessment of G3 armor is in the near future, but there is no specific time. In other words, there should be time."

Luther murmured.

Afterwards, they found the mobile phone that Yuan Ling had thrown away last night among the garbage everywhere.

Standing at the dining table, Luther solemnly looked at the group photo of the family of three in the past.

At that time, they laughed happily.

But the happier you were once, the happier you are, the more desperate you are after losing it.

Yuan Ling is a man who loves his family. The reason why he has fought on the front line until today is the encouragement and vision of his family.

When the meaning supporting life completely disappeared, he also lost the possibility of standing up, completely becoming a lost dog lying on the ground and never being able to get up.

Although thinking like this is quite ugly, and even vicious, it is completely a fact on the table.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

Luther clenched his fist and placed it on his chest, feeling the pulse of his heart.

The first prerequisite for him to come is that the body has obsessions.

Just like Jiujo just wanted to avenge his parents and destroy Xiuka, Wuming wanted to save the world and protect his companions.

What is Yuan Ling's wish offer?

Probably, the emotion that drives this body to call out is hatred.

If Luther had been Yuan Ling, he would never have given up on himself and drank his sorrows every day.

He will try his best to get revenge and make the unidentified living beings who took his family pay a heavy price.

Even though he is just a weak and insignificant human being to these monsters flying over the roof and walls.

"Call me and ask, how long is the loader assessment for G3?"

Luther wiped his rather retro flip phone, opened the address book, and initiated a communication with the policeman who sent the text message yesterday.

drop...

There were only bursts of busy tones.

Luther shrugged, put the phone into his trouser pocket, and scanned the messy scene again.

"In this case, let's start with cleaning."

In fact, he doesn't have much requirements for the living environment, a bed and a toilet are enough, but this kind of mess is so messy that it will attract small creatures, it is absolutely unacceptable.

So, Ludra rolled up his sleeves and started to get busy.

— About three hours passed.

Luther wiped his sweat with his sleeve and looked at several large plastic bags piled up in the corner.

He has swept and wiped the floor several times. Although it is not as good as a new factory, at least it is clean.

However, a strange smell came from the sleeves, it was a sense of hopeless suffocation.

It was sour and smelly, and had a vomit-like feel to it.

"vomit..."

Luther retched twice uncontrollably.

He has maintained his rippling breathing, in a state of physical fitness, and his blocked nose has also been dredged.

But that's probably not a good thing.

"Take a shower and shave your beard..."

Luther sighed helplessly. Since the past few simulations, he has never been so leisurely.

At the same time, this is the first time he has been thrown into a completely ordinary person.

slam-la-

The sound of water came from the bathroom along with the steam, and Luther washed his body expressionlessly.

He has no cleanliness fetish, but he washes very hard.

There's no way, he's not Yuan Ling, people will naturally become familiar with this smell when the degree of filth gradually increases.

This is also the source of the fact that many people have a very strong odor, but they can't smell it themselves, but they can make outsiders stumble.

Yuan Ling is used to it and can't smell it, but Luther can't.

Bathed under the shower head, Luther slowly raised the fingertips of his right hand.

The traces of ripples, which were so weak that they might be extinguished at any time, flashed past, and then disappeared without a trace.

It seems that at present, apart from strengthening the body, it really has no effect, although Luther has not used Ripple to fight even once.

But to deal with the unconfirmed life form that can tear the vehicle by hand, fight with the body...

"Ah..."

Luther smiled wryly, and what flashed in front of his eyes was the picture in Yuanling's memory.

That was what happened when the detectives of the Metropolitan Police Department surrounded the unconfirmed living body with guns.

Some people relied on their physical strength and wanted to break their wrists with the unconfirmed attacker, but they were torn apart as soon as they made contact.

Even if there is a bullet for unconfirmed development, such as the nerve breaker, if there is no No. [-] who is on the side of humans...every time the Metropolitan Police Department takes action, many people will inevitably be killed or injured.

But No. [-] is not a god, there are always times when he can't make it, Yuan Ling can be said to have witnessed his colleagues being beaten to death in front of him countless times.

If you are lucky, you can still leave a whole body, but if you are unlucky, it will become pieces all over the place.

There are actually a lot of unconfirmed deaths under the siege of the Metropolitan Police Department, maybe five or six, but compared with that, the number of deaths and injuries received by the police is really appalling.

Up to now, the Metropolitan Police Department has opened recruitment to the general public, precisely because the available manpower is almost dead.

It can be said that this simulation gave Luther a much more cruel and depressing feeling than any previous one.

Although Xiuka is more harmful than unconfirmed life forms, the hands of the locust man are also full of innocent blood.

Miji's attack for thousands of years has killed hundreds of millions of people, and also left hundreds of places on the earth assimilated by the fantasy world.

But the problem is that in the previous two times, Luther was not an ordinary person who was powerless.

This time he is just an ordinary human being, and the unconfirmation of playing the game may appear at any time.

In other words, if he was unlucky, he might die the next time he went out.

"Sure enough, you have to be a G3 loader."

Wiping the water droplets from the ends of her hair with a towel, there was no hesitation in her deep red eyes.

Nowadays, any thinking is no longer needed, and there is only one clear route.

Whether it's for Yuanling or for himself.

"Yuan Ling, your obsession should be revenge, and I also need to obtain more power to resist the end of the world as soon as possible..."

In front of the sink, Luther muttered to himself, staring at the middle-aged man with a messy beard in the mirror.

He foamed it up, and gently scraped the scraper down the direction of his beard.

Click click.

The sound of the beard being cut off from the root of the hair can be heard endlessly.

Pieces of bearded foam were thrown off by Luther from the razor.

After the last shave, water was splashed on the face.

After washing away the foam and the hair stuck to his chin, Luther raised his head again and looked at the mirror in front of him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man reflected in the mirror was suddenly at least ten years younger.

Yuan Ling doesn't look old at all, after shaving off his beard, he looks like a 27-year-old youth, but there are still some wrinkles on his face.

Looking in the mirror, Luther casually trimmed his hair again, cutting it much shorter.

People suddenly become more energetic.

From a rough look, it is [-]% similar to him before he entered the simulation, and he seems to be a bright and energetic young man.

"Okay, let's go back to work."

In front of the mirror, Luther propped up the sink with both hands, and said slowly.

Although he has the memory of Yuan Ling, he still has to get used to the job in the Metropolitan Police Department.

This body should move again.

He put on the dark gray Naisugi, fastened his tie, and put on his uniform, pinning the cherry blossoms that belonged to the Metropolitan Police Department on his chest.

Of course, the trousers were already worn.

There will be no such situation as wearing a suit jacket with big pants underneath.

Before going out, he took the withered leaf-colored coat from the coat rack in the entrance and put it on the outside.

As soon as Luther went out, he bumped into the housewife next door who wanted to go downstairs to throw out the trash.

"good afternoon."

He calmly nodded in greeting.

"Ah... Officer Mina, good afternoon."

The housewife nodded in surprise, and then a strange light burst into her eyes.

The neighbors all know that Yuanling's family has almost been wiped out, and he has been devastated since then.

But now it seems that he has recovered.

She watched Luther walk into the elevator, and then knocked on the doors of the neighbors.

"Listen to me, listen to me!"

When they have nothing to do, the housewives in the Far East always get together to gossip.

It seems that the revived 'Yuan Ling' is their after-dinner tea talk this afternoon.

Once downstairs, Luther went straight to the parking lot, found Yuan Ling's car, opened the door and sat in it.

"Well...the documents and the gun are indeed here."

In the storage compartment next to the main driver, Luther found what he wanted.

The tentacles of the eight-inch Colt python are cold.

As early as a week after the appearance of the unidentified life form, the guns equipped by the Metropolitan Police Department were fully updated, and they were no longer small-caliber revolvers.

It's like this kind of pistol that uses .357 caliber, has a relatively long barrel, and has high penetration and lethality.

Throwing away the bullet nest, Luther poured out the bullets inside, put it in his palm and looked carefully.

What is loaded in the Colt python is not an ordinary bullet, but a neurosurge bullet specially designed to deal with Gulangi.

The penetrating power of nerve fragmentation bullets is much stronger than that of ordinary bullets. In most cases, it can penetrate the unconfirmed solid and thick outer skin.

Once inside the body, the bullet explodes, dealing damage directly from within.

"After the nerve fragmentation bomb, the new equipment developed by the police is the G3."

Luther murmured.