(Inside the simulator, I was still fooling around in brothels and listening to music.)
Great You Kingdom. Qingshan City, Jiang Estate.
"Ding… Life Simulator binding in progress…"
Jiang Yifeng, who was lying comfortably in a maid's arms enjoying a massage, suddenly heard an electronic voice echo in his mind.
"What?!" He jolted upright, hurriedly waved the maid away, and then saw lines of text appearing in his mind:
[Life Simulator Lv1][Host: Jiang Yifeng][Age: 20][Simulation Attempts: 3][Energy: 0](Note: Everything in existence contains energy. The host may convert objects into energy upon contact. By simply thinking about it, the host can see the energy value of all objects.)[Function 1: Gain one simulation chance per week. Chances can be stored, up to a maximum of 3.][Function 2: After each simulation, spend energy points to redeem part of the rewards.][Reminder: Since this is the host's first time obtaining the simulator, three free chances are granted!][Start simulation?][Yes][No]
Staring at the glowing panel in his mind, Jiang Yifeng's heart surged with excitement.
"Five years… finally, my golden finger has arrived!"
"You know what I've been through these years?"
"Every day I've had no choice but to drink, listen to music, and waste away in luxury with beauties in my arms!"
"I, a model young man of the 21st century, reduced to this debauchery? Do you know how much I've suffered?!"
That's right—Jiang Yifeng was a transmigrator. Five years ago, he mysteriously crossed over from Earth into this foreign world, becoming the heir of the Jiang Trading Guild in the Great You Kingdom.
The Jiang Guild was one of the most renowned merchant houses in the kingdom, overflowing with wealth. With such a background, Jiang Yifeng had fallen into a life of indulgence—drunken nights and brothel songs, becoming the number one wastrel of Qingshan City.
It wasn't that he truly wanted this. He had wanted to work hard, but the truth was: he was useless at everything. And most importantly… the temptations of fine wine and beautiful women were simply too hard to resist.
From the memories he inherited, this world was little different from an ancient era: ruled by various dynasties, with some wandering martial artists who knew "martial arts." But most of their techniques were flashy at best—better than ordinary folk, but far from supernatural.
Because of this, Jiang Yifeng thought he could live a carefree, decadent life, backed by the strength and wealth of the Jiang Guild.
But now, with his golden finger here, things were different. Perhaps he could experience entirely new lives through simulations.
Without hesitation, he muttered in his heart: "Start simulation!"
[Simulation chance consumed: 1. Remaining: 2.][No energy detected. Randomly drawing from free White-tier talents.]
"Damn, I got careless," Jiang Yifeng groaned. He had forgotten to exchange for energy. But it was too late now, so he comforted himself: "Fine, I'll remember next time. Let's just keep going."
[Ding! Congratulations, Host has obtained White-tier Talent: Three-Minute Passion.][Three-Minute Passion]: Each day, you'll have three minutes of intense energy and stamina.
"What the hell is this?" Jiang Yifeng stared at the description, his face twitching.
"Three minutes of… stamina? Are you kidding me?"
After grumbling, he continued reading.
[First Simulation Begins]
[At Jiang Estate, with your golden finger finally awakened, you decide to change your ways and shed your reputation as a spoiled wastrel.][That day, you visit the most renowned martial arts school in Qingshan City, the Wu Martial Hall, declaring your desire to learn.][Although you believe martial arts in this world aren't impressive, with the simulator on your side, perhaps you could work miracles.][The head, Wu Youdao, doubts your perseverance, but under your generous financial persuasion, he reluctantly accepts you as a student.][Morning: you hold horse stance for one hour.][Afternoon: you hold horse stance for half an hour.][Evening: after a day of "hard work," you feel it's time to relax. You call a few friends and head to Chunyan House, the most popular brothel.][That night, you fought valiantly for three minutes before surrendering your weapon.][The next afternoon, you finally stagger out of Chunyan House, legs weak. You decide you overexerted yourself and should rest instead of training.]
In reality, Jiang Yifeng's face turned pitch black.
Three minutes of "valiant battle," then surrender?!
And he still had to rest an entire day from overexertion? This was a "talent"?
[On the third day, your friend Liang Zhilei invites you to drink and compose poetry. You refuse—until he says the top courtesan, Qiu Zhixuan, will be there. You decide training can wait.][Another night of revelry. Once again, three minutes of "battle."][Fourth day: back to the brothel. Three minutes.][Fifth day: drinking, pleasure, more brothel nights…]
[A year passes. In total, you practiced martial arts for an hour and a half. You visited brothels 364 days. And every night—you lasted exactly three minutes.]
Reading this, Jiang Yifeng's expression collapsed. His heart cried bitter tears.
"Am I really that kind of person?"
"Three minutes… every single day?"
"No way. That's not me. Something's definitely wrong here…"
Why can't I just buckle down, train hard, and grow stronger? Wouldn't it be amazing to live the life of a wandering hero?
"Pull yourself together!" Jiang Yifeng roared in his heart, then turned his gaze back to the simulator panel.
[In the second year, you decide you can't keep wasting your life like this. You begin refusing your friends' invitations to brothels and focus on martial training.][Day 1: you train half a day, then collapse in exhaustion.][Day 2: you train for two hours, then spend the rest of the day lying flat.][Day 3: you train for one hour.][Day 4: unable to resist temptation, you return to the brothel.]
…
[Ten years quietly pass.][Though you shouted your slogans of hard work countless times, your actual progress was basically zero.][Meanwhile, thanks to your father Jiang Fushan's efforts, the Jiang Trading Guild continued to grow.][By now, the Jiang Guild has become the number one merchant house in the Great You Kingdom—"wealth rivaling nations" is no exaggeration.]
[Year Eleven: The Jiang Guild takes on a major business deal. Your father travels to the neighboring Liang Kingdom for negotiations.][Year Twelve: You notice your father often seems restless, as though carrying some hidden worry.][Year Thirteen: You see a man in black soaring through the air, standing in the void outside your estate.][Without a word, he strikes with his palm. A massive handprint descends from the sky.][Your entire estate collapses instantly, and you're crushed to death.][You die at the age of 33.][This simulation ends.]
[You may now choose one reward:]
Three-Minute Passion (Talent) — Cost: 100 Energy
Martial Training Experience (8.5 hours) — Cost: 0 Energy
Brothel Experience (10+ years) — Cost: 0 Energy
Staring at the text on the simulator screen, Jiang Yifeng's eyes went wide. He blurted out, "What the hell?!"
Flying through the air? Standing in the void? Destroying the entire Jiang estate with a single palm strike?!
Was that… a cultivator?!
A chill ran down his spine.
He had only planned to treat the simulator like some kind of game, never expecting such a shocking revelation. For over five years since transmigrating, he had thought this world was nothing more than a patchwork of dynasties, an ancient society with some flashy martial artists at best.
But thirteen years later, a cultivator appeared—and struck directly at his family!
The simulator's description was clear: a single palm destroyed the Jiang estate. If that happened in reality, the Jiang family would be annihilated.
At this moment, Jiang Yifeng felt nothing but relief. Luckily, he had the simulator. Luckily, he now knew what was to come in thirteen years.
And with that knowledge, he still had a chance to change fate.