My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 1 Anger

In April of the third year of Dayi Zhenxiang, Jiangzhou, Dajiang Gang.

With the dawn of the rooster, the sky turns fish belly white.

To the west of the Dajiang Gang's garrison, there is an old courtyard, which is the residence of the newly recruited reserve gang members.

In a house on the west side of the courtyard, there were two rows of bunks on the left and one on the right, with eight people sleeping on each of them, and snoring sounds came and went from time to time.

At this time, a black shadow sleeping in the innermost part of the bed on the left moved. He was about six feet eight inches tall, with a bronze complexion, and an ordinary face, only a pair of thick black and straight eyebrows, pointing slantingly at the temples like two sharp swords.

Li Changkong opened his heavy eyelids, and what came into his eyes was an old mottled wall with green mold stains climbing on it, through which the original wall could barely be seen to be off-white.

He took a deep breath of air.

Hmm, salted fish smell, stinks!

Li Changkong's sleepy brain couldn't help but perk up.

He lifted off the thin quilt covering his body, and a hot flash mixed with musty smell and salted fish smell rushed to his face, making the smell in the room even higher.

Li Changkong frowned and slapped him with his hands.

"I can't go on like this anymore. Living in such an environment every day will get sick sooner or later."

Li Changkong thought silently.

Who would have thought that he, an ordinary college student, just stayed up late every day to read novels during the summer vacation, and ended up dying suddenly and time-traveling?
Ever since Li Changkong traveled to this world, he slept in a Datong bunk, the bed was made of hard wood, the quilt was moldy, and he ate only a piece of meat that was still fat. It can be said that Li Changkong's life fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden.

Thinking of this, Li Changkong felt sad for a while, he regretted that he did not have a good indulgence during the crazy Thursday of the previous day, and now he misses fried chicken and Coke very much.

However, what made Li Changkong feel gratified was that what he traveled through was a world with extraordinary existence. There were warriors in this world. The legendary first-rank powerhouses could move mountains and rivers, equivalent to land gods.

And the Dajiang Gang he belongs to now is one of the three major gangs in Jiangzhou, and the gang leader is a powerful seventh-rank warrior.

Thinking of this, Li Changkong couldn't help being fascinated.

If he can be promoted to a ninth-rank blood martial artist, then he can become a middle-level member of the gang and become a master.

And now he has got an opportunity. As a reserve member of the Dajiang Gang, the Dajiang Gang sent people to conduct a three-month introductory training for them. This is also the only opportunity for Li Changkong, a pauper, to get in touch with martial arts at this stage.

However, the Dajiang Gang is not doing charity, and there will be a selection assessment after the three-month period ends.

At that time, the hall masters of the Dajiang Gang will arrive at the assessment site for selection, and those who are not selected by the hall masters will be automatically included in the leading team.

From now on, every time the Dajiang Gang goes to war with other forces, the leading team will be the first to charge forward. It is not an exaggeration to describe the people in the leading team as narrowly escaped death.

Li Changkong is currently No.1, but counting backwards.

And there is only one month until the selection and assessment time. It can be said that Li Changkong's entry into the leading team in the future is almost a certainty.

"It really makes people feel a little nervous."

Li Changkong was a little nervous, but also a little excited.

The goal of passing the selection assessment can be said to be an impossible task for the original body before crossing, but he is different. After he crossed over, a panel appeared in front of him:
Adopted child life simulation system
Name: Li Changkong
Talent: none
Yuan force: no
Comprehension: no
Realm: none
Martial arts: none
Analog: 90/100
In the past three days after time travel, Li Changkong tried a series of exercises, killing small animals, eating, etc., and finally found that in order to push the progress bar of the simulation, he needed to eat nutritious food.

And today is the day when the Dajiang Gang distributes strong body soup every week.

Strong body soup is a kind of medicinal soup distributed by the Dajiang Gang to make the reserve members quickly have combat effectiveness. Taking it after exercising can help the body recover quickly.

In addition, Zhuangti Decoction can effectively improve the quality and quantity of Qi and blood.

Martial Dao Ninth Grade Blood Training Realm cultivates the power of qi and blood, so taking more Zhuangti Decoction can increase the chance of entering Ninth Grade.

Li Changkong can be sure that as long as he takes this bowl of strengthening soup, he will be able to unlock the golden finger.

"Damn it, if I have taken all the previous Zhuang Body Soup"

At the thought of this, a trace of gloom flashed across Li Changkong's face.

According to the original body's memory, in the two months since joining the Dajiang gang, the gang distributed a total of eight bowls of strong body soup, all of which were snatched away by Hong Zongyuan in the dormitory and entered his belly.

If it wasn't for the fact that the original body was still a little clever and secretly drank a little on the way back every time, then Li Changkong's simulation progress bar hadn't reached 90.00% yet.

And it's not just the strong body soup, the damp and musty quilt covering Li Changkong's body originally belonged to Hong Zongyuan. .

In addition, Li Changkong had to get up early every day to help Hong Zongyuan pour his chamber pot, which was why Li Changkong got up so early.

"Wait, I will make you pay the price."

A sneer appeared on Li Changkong's face.

He is not a person who swallows his anger, but the difference in strength is too great right now.

If there is a chance in the future, he will repay the revenge today a hundred times.

Li Changkong put on his cyan reserve gang uniform, lifted his own chamber pot with one hand, and Hong Zongyuan's chamber pot with the other.

Looking at the sleeping figure in front of him, Li Changkong resisted the desire to pour the filth from the chamber pot in his hand on him, turned his head and walked out of the room.

Accompanied by a low creaking sound, Li Changkong walked out the door, poured the filth in the pot into the toilet, and washed it with a ladle of water from the water tank next to it.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang, the piercing sound of gongs echoed between the blue bricks and white walls, and the silent courtyard also woke up from its deep sleep.

This is the assembly gong of the school grounds, and within an incense stick of time after the sound of the gong, all reserve gang members must dress neatly and assemble at the school grounds to receive training from the instructor of the Dajiang Gang.

Hearing the sound of the gong, Li Changkong quickened his movements.

Soon, he cleaned the chamber pot in his hand and returned to the dormitory.

Putting the chamber pot in his hand next to Hong Zongyuan, Li Changkong was about to turn around and return to his bed.

A big foot covered in black hair stretched out in front of him, blocking his way.

Li Changkong turned his head to prevent Hong Zongyuan from seeing the haze in his eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

he asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing."

Hong Zongyuan lay on the bed with his hands resting comfortably on the back of his head, and said nonchalantly:

"Just to remind you, if you dare to steal the body soup distributed by the gang today, I will crush your bones one by one, understand?"

Li Changkong suddenly clenched his back molars, and a surge of anger surged up in his heart, it was simply too deceitful!

(End of this chapter)