Simulating immortals: I can solidify talent

Chapter 113 The tool man test, the unwillingness of the back wave to wither!
If Lin Chen's experience is a novel.

Then there is a high probability that his pain at this moment will be said to be pretending to be stupid.

It's been the first time, so are you afraid there won't be a second time?

Everyone knows how precious the first time in life is and how easy it is to get the second time, right?
It's like falling in love, the first time...and the second time...that's completely different!

For the first time, I had to coax, talk, salute...even lie.

It's much easier the second time.

I believe anyone who has experienced it can understand...

No way, is there anyone who can't be a repeater these days?No way……

……wait!

Yes, if this is a novel, Lin Chen will definitely be scolded, scolded bloody.

But it's not!
If it were a novel, it would be fine.

After all, even a 280-line new author would not dare to write a plot like this.

This is reality.

The real problem is that every time Lin Chen simulates, his evaluation will be lowered.

This time, he got the legendary evaluation, and he also saw the endless gains.

But if he continues to simulate like this next time, it is absolutely impossible to have such a big gain.

Because, every time he simulates the same route, there will be a certain decline in evaluation.

This is uncontrollable.

Doesn't Lin Chen want to lie down and win?

He wants too much!
But this world doesn't give him a chance to lie down and win at all.

That's why.

It is precisely because he knows that he is so uncomfortable.

"In the next simulation, even if I beat the Cangshan Ghost King to death and his ashes were taken away, it probably won't be a legend anymore, right? Or at most touch the edge of the legend?"

"It shouldn't be so cruel..."

Thinking of the cruelty of reality, Lin Chen's eyes turned red and he thought: "If you raise the ghost king of Cangshan Mountain and walk out of a road that reaches the sky, maybe I can get a legend... at least a legend!"

This is his only hope now.

If you can't reach it... then you can't reach it!
There is no way, after all, he is not a director, and he cannot determine the way of life at all.

Thinking about it, Lin Chen recovered from the cruel reality.

With bright eyes, he said to himself in his heart: "Speaking of which, the tool man Seventh Prince is very useful."

Recalling the last simulation information, he couldn't help but glanced out.

Coincidentally, he saw the Seventh Prince who was leaning against the door with a troubled face, not daring to come in.

"This tool man, if you use it well..." Lin Chen couldn't help but a smile appeared on his face: "Maybe it can become the beginning of my legend!"

In the previous simulation, the reason why his God-killing talent was so ferocious was not only because of the contact with the snake spirit grandma in Huawai Mountain, but also because of the existence of the Seventh Prince.

The lone star of the devil!

Bring on trouble!

If things are not done well, all the monsters will come!
Killing God + Seventh Prince is like going up and down in reality!about!about! BA! BA...

While thinking about it, Lin Chen's eyes became brighter and his expression became more serious.

After a short while, a clear understanding appeared in his heart.

Never let him escape!
"Come in!"

At the same time as his thoughts arose, Lin Chen beckoned out.

The Seventh Prince was debating whether to open the door and enter the house, to be glared at with murderous intent, or to turn around and run away...in the end, he was killed directly.

The sudden sound of Lin Chen coming in made him tremble all over, almost urinating out of fear.

"You, call me?"

Afterwards, he shyly walked into the room, stood cautiously in the corner, and glanced at Lin Chen like a little girl.

At this moment, his eyes were full of pleading.

Do not kill me……

These four words have almost passed through the window of the soul to the outside world.

Lin Chen also saw it.

He smiled slightly and waved: "Sit down, let's have a good chat."

What to talk about?
How to kill me?
One sword will do...

Does this need to be discussed?

You are really full...cough!

With infinitely weird thoughts, the Seventh Prince sat down cautiously, with his buttocks only touching the edge of the chair.

This way of sitting was probably the first time he had not faced the emperor since he came down for many years.

But the Seventh Prince didn't dare to show any bitter expression at all.

Even, his face was full of anticipation.

It's like facing the emperor's father.

So careful, so looking forward, as if any warning would become the greatest help in his life.

however.

As soon as the Seventh Prince sat down, he was stunned, and the look of anticipation he expressed just now disappeared into nothingness at this moment.

Because Lin Chen said: "Follow me out for a walk."

What's your situation?
You are obviously disgusting and fucking opening the door for disgusting - disgusting is at home.

You are clearly a disciple of Huozi—a shameless person.

You are clearly a monkey with loose bowels - bad bowels.

You are so obvious... Playing with people!
The Seventh Prince, who never knew he had a talent for cross talk, stood up expectantly after thinking about cross talk for a while.

"it is good."

Yes, his answer was just that one word.

When answering, his face was full of honor for Lin Chen's appreciation.

It was as if being played this time was an opportunity that he would never come across in a few lifetimes.

Lin Chen naturally saw all this.

This also made him feel a lot of emotion in his heart: "You are worthy of being a child of the royal family, and you are generous in doing things!"

After all, if his behavior had changed to someone with poor self-cultivation, his mouth would have flown over a long time ago.

If you come across the kind of Peppa Pig with a tattoo of shrimp and octopus... maybe you will have to kill him with a knife.

The performance of the Seventh Prince was completely different.

He showed the nobility and elegance that Lin Chen imagined, as well as the open-mindedness that capable people can't bear.

It really is the Jade Emperor who farts—out of the ordinary.

While thinking, Lin Chen opened the door with a smile on his face.

The Seventh Prince standing behind him originally wanted to hold back his smile and scold him again in his heart.

However, before the words in his heart came out, a flash of sword light pierced him.

"puff--"

He watched the sword light disappear into nothingness in astonishment, stared blankly at the catchy mouth of his abdomen that could not be closed no matter what, and after a long, long pause, he stretched out his hand to Lin Chen in horror...

"Master Immortal, save..."

Before he finished speaking, the Seventh Prince fell to the ground.

It was also at this moment that Lin Chen turned around slowly.

"It seems that my guess is correct..."

He first rubbed his chin and nodded to make sure, then he said curiously: "Did you just want to talk about me, or did you want to talk about fate?"

"Immortal Master, help me? Immortal Master, help me? These two seem to be very smooth, what should I do?"

If the Seventh Prince heard these words, he would probably die with regret!
Of course, he is also dying now.

After all, he still has a bright future, and he is one of the best back waves in Dalang Kingdom.

He surged up, probably even Cong Siwang, who liked to laugh at others who had never been in the capital, would be hard to match.

But now, he is dead.

The death was very strange, very strange, very...unwilling.

The key is that Lin Chen still asks if his eyes are dry...

Cough, what are the last words before death?

But this is actually normal.

(End of this chapter)