Simulating immortals: I can solidify talent

Chapter 2 Second simulation, still dead!
[Day 1... You are dead! 】

The cold reminder sounded, making Lin Chen stunned in place, and didn't even move for a long time.

"How can you die?"

"Why did you die? This is only the first day!"

After a long time, he recovered from the petrified state, and said with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Could it be... this is the Taoist ancestor who sensed my existence in the dark, and then went off to tease me again?"

Lin Chen couldn't believe that he had lived in the concept of virtue and luck for a little more than three years, and he was still in a life-and-death crisis.

It's still tomorrow.

This is something he doesn't want to face anyway.

Because of the human nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he immediately felt that this was a fake gold finger.

Otherwise, this is too special to justify.

Of course, it's one thing to think that the cheat is fake, but it's another thing to just discard it.

"Simulation again!"

Therefore, after Lin Chen calmed down a little, he immediately shouted in his heart.

He had to find out what the problem was.

If possible, he also wanted to make sure that this golden finger was fake.

After all, it's outrageous to die the next day after getting the golden finger.

however.

After he shouted in his heart, he got a colder answer.

[Sorry, you cannot simulate at the current time! 】

Lin Chen: "..."

Good guy.

The golden finger that he had been waiting for for three years was not only very incomplete, but also... incomplete?
This is fatal.

"Then when can I run the simulation again?"

Lin Chen took a few deep breaths to make himself feel that the world is beautiful, and then he tried with a smile on his face.

[At this stage, after each simulation, you must wait for an hour of cooling time before proceeding to the next simulation. 】

call……

After listening to the automatic reply of the simulator word by word, Lin Chen exhaled slowly.

do not know why.

At this moment, he actually still had a sense of honor.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen thought awkwardly: "Maybe this feeling of honor is because the waiting time is too long?"

Three years.

It's been three years since time travel.

For three years, he has been thinking about when his golden finger, or other things, will arrive in the account.

Especially in the six months after Master's death, Lin Chen's mood became even more intense.

now.

Finally, when it was time, how could he be calm?

This is equivalent to a licking dog finally getting a reply from the goddess after sending dozens of messages.

Of course, as a straight man of steel, Lin Chen definitely does not have the mentality of licking dogs.

Now he is still doubting whether this 'goddess' (the earth shakes and the mountains shake) that he has seen once is really a 'goddess' (simulator).

But excitement is always inevitable.

"It's only an hour, wait."

After gradually relaxing, Lin Chen whistled and cleaned the main hall of Deyun Temple.

Afterwards, he steamed a pot of rice and washed some vegetables.

At noon, Lin Chen happily finished his lunch.

At the same time, the one-hour cool-down period for the simulator has finally passed.

[One hour has passed, do you want to start a new simulation? 】

Before he could open his mouth, the simulator made a prompt sound.

"Yes."

Without any hesitation, Lin Chen chose to simulate again.

However, perhaps because of the change in his state of mind in this simulation, the second simulation turned out to be completely different from the first simulation.

[On the 0th day, you took a short break at noon, and in the afternoon, you came to the grave of the old temple master with the attitude of repaying.

Looking at the grave in front of you, your mood is very strange. After a long silence, you told the news that you got the simulator in your heart...]

[On the first day, with a dubious attitude, you ran to the mountain and looked down secretly.

Time passes by...

In a blink of an eye, it was noon.

you are dead. 】

"understood."

"So that's what the golden finger is for."

Although Lin Chen heard the cold words 'you're dead' again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After all, simulated death is not real death.

What's more, until noon tomorrow, he still has nearly twelve hours (24 hours) to use.

In other words, he can simulate at least eleven times.

After eleven simulations, if he can't even find a way out, then he's wasting air in this world, and it's better to just die.

At least, if he died, his corpse could still nourish the earth.

"However, there are still nearly twelve hours before death, at least eleven simulations, but it's time for me to make some preparations."

Thinking of this, Lin Chen quickly took out a piece of paper, and slowly recorded some key information on it with the words from his previous life.

"Look inside, be in danger, leave, live..."

After a quarter of an hour, Lin Chen looked at the paper on which the important information was recorded, and muttered the above information several times.

Immediately, he closed his eyes.

He was thinking, thinking about the next simulation, what he should do.

"Have it!"

After another quarter of an hour, Lin Chen opened his eyes, and after a smile, he quickly wrote down messages one by one on the paper.

"The next step is to wait..."

After finishing writing, he muttered silently and walked out.

Today, he still has one thing he doesn't do every day.

Practice boxing!

The authentic boxing method taught to him by Lao Guanzhu.

"Bagua Fist!"

Standing in the courtyard of Deyunguan, Lin Chen let out a low drink, and punched like a tiger.

"Snapped--"

When the punch came out, it seemed that even the air was touched, and there was a crisp sound of 'pop' in the air in an instant.

Regarding this, Lin Chen's expression didn't change at all, and he still punched according to the moves taught by his master.

Because he is very clear, as if, as far as his current level is concerned, most of the noises that come out are the cracking of his joints, and have nothing to do with the air.

Yes, although this set of boxing can make countless "martial arts masters" he has seen in his previous life ashamed, but in this world with demons and ghosts, it is not enough.

It can only be said to be ordinary.

Maybe even the edge of the rivers and lakes can't be touched, let alone the circle of cultivating immortals.

but.

Even so, Lin Chen was fascinated by this boxing technique.

After all, every man has a kung fu dream, this is not just talk.

Therefore, even if the Bagua boxing he came into contact with is just a martial art that is so common in this world, he still cherishes it very much.

"call!"

Half an hour later, Lin Chen, who was sweating all over, put away his airs and let out a long breath.

"It's growing again."

Afterwards, he smiled happily and said: "In terms of strength, even if I am now, I am more than enough to beat me ten years ago."

"This is kung fu!"

When speaking, he looked at his fist with a fascinated expression.

After a while, Lin Chen withdrew his eyes from his fists, wiped his sweat with a towel, turned around and walked towards the backyard of Deyun Temple.

(End of this chapter)