Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

The points given are really too few.

An Zeliang sat at the door and had almost accepted the memories of his previous life.

"At present, he only has one sister in Tokyo who he can consider as an acquaintance. Other than that, he doesn't have any particularly close friends. His interpersonal relationships are really simple... Well, this is also a good thing for me."

Although he has the memory of his previous life, An Zeliang still doesn't like to socialize with unfamiliar acquaintances. He likes to deal with a complete stranger, which allows him to be more relaxed.

However, according to the situation in the simulation, Sister Chizuru will be here in more than a week.

And she'll most likely stay and live together, which is a problem.

Although the Qianhe sister in his memory was very beautiful and had a great figure, An Zeliang was not opposed to living with such a beautiful woman. But he is no longer the former incarnation, and the relationship will definitely be different. It is no longer such a simple relationship between a sister and a brother, and some unexpected things are inevitable.

In addition, if we want to live a high-quality life, one more person will have some impact.

"Then let's see if we can send Sister Qianhe away, or find a suitable reason to arrange for her to live next door... or something like that."

This is how An Zeliang thought about how to deal with the problem. This is his personality. He likes to think about solutions to problems in advance to avoid being in a hurry when the time comes.

“Tap…tap…”

While An Zeliang was thinking, a sound suddenly came from outside the door, and he turned to look at the door.

The sound seemed to stop at the door of his house, but there was no knock.

An Zeliang paused, walked over quietly, and looked out of the cat's eye. He saw a black eye covering the entire cat's eye. It even blinked, which scared An Zeliang.

"This is!?"

After calming down, An Zeliang searched his memory again. He was sure that his predecessor had no particularly familiar friends here, so who was playing this prank?

After thinking for a moment, he gently turned the doorknob and suddenly opened the door.

The door was opened and the man was caught red-handed!

Outside the door, a girl in a Lolita dress was standing on tiptoe and looking through the peephole. The sudden opening of the door startled the peeping girl, who quickly took several steps back before steadying herself, and then looked at An Zeliang awkwardly.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

An Zeliang looked at the nympho Lolita girl who was secretly glancing at him with a slightly puzzled look.

originally.

He was still thinking about how to have a chance encounter with the other party, but who knew that the other party would behave like such a nympho.

The girl slowly lowered her head, as if she was discovered peeping. She didn't know what to say and the scene was very awkward for a while.

An Zeliang thought about it and thought that maybe he could also earn points by engaging in high-quality social interactions, so he took the initiative to talk to the girl.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

"Still need help or something?"

An Zeliang spoke in a gentle voice. Even though he didn't know what the other party was doing, he just wanted to have a good relationship with the neighbors. Even if nothing happened, he might still get points.

Hearing An Zeliang's gentle voice, the girl looked up slightly, and when she saw An Zeliang's handsome face, her face turned slightly red.

She seemed embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and slowly said: "I just want to see if you are dead in the house."

An Zeliang: “?”

The inexplicable answer made An Zeliang confused. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you say that?"

"It's like this. I heard that there was a murder in the apartment this morning. A scumbag who lived on the eighth floor was chopped into more than a dozen pieces and brutally killed."

The girl's tone was a little strange, and she continued to answer the question: "I heard that the murderer is a serial killer. Hmm... let me think, it seems that there have been six similar cases in Kyoto this year."

"Besides, I heard that those who were killed were all scumbags."

When the girl said this, she suddenly gave An Zeliang a kind smile.

"What does killing a scumbag have to do with me?" Faced with the girl's kind reminder, An Zeliang felt a little guilty.

However, no matter how powerful that murderer is, he can't possibly find out that I was a scumbag in my previous life, right?

Come to think of it, what kind of perverts are there in this building? Either they are nymphomaniacs or murderers? Japan is so damn dangerous!

"I see. However, my intuition tells me that you don't seem like a good person..." The girl tilted her head and stared at An Zeliang as she said this.

The corner of An Zeliang's mouth twitched, and he was about to say something, but the girl's expression suddenly turned cold, and she turned away rudely.

Went downstairs.

"That's really rude."

An Zeliang shook his head, thinking that this girl was a little weird, or were all girls in Tokyo abnormal?

At this moment, his stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound, interrupting his mood.

hungry.

Before I knew it, several hours had passed.

It's dark outside.

After An Zeliang closed and locked the door, he stretched and walked to the kitchen to prepare a meal for himself.

I have to admit, his cooking skills are really not that good. The food is barely edible and a bit unpalatable.

After finishing the meal, it was already very late. After washing the dishes and sorting the kitchen waste together, An Zeliang went to the bedroom to rest early, thinking that he would throw it away tomorrow.

The apartment is very big, with a kitchen, a bathroom, two bedrooms, and a balcony. It is not cheap to rent such an apartment in a busy area of ​​Tokyo.

An Zeliang was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, experiencing the online world of different countries.

With an unrestricted internet, you can indeed see a lot of bold things.

After playing for an unknown amount of time, An Zeliang began to feel sleepy. He plugged his phone into the charger on the bedside table, and then slowly fell asleep with anticipation for the next day.

Five o'clock in the morning.

[Today's quality of life is being summarized]

An Zeliang heard the sound of the system settlement, and he was woken up. Or rather, he woke up early because of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 4: Start the simulation

[Today's quality of life is being summarized]

[You talked with the neighbor girl and got useful information, points +3]

[You cook and eat a meal that is not delicious, points +1]

[You browse the new and interesting online world, points +1]

【You get 5 points in total】

[10 points have been given away for free every day]

[Current simulation level: 1]

[Simulator Time Corridor: One Year]

[Experience 1/10]

[Career Points: 105]

An Zeliang yawned and looked at the panel. He didn't expect that he got so few points yesterday, only five points in total.

However, there are many ways to earn points.

You can get points by talking, eating, and even browsing the Internet. In this way, there are many ways to get points, and it should not be too difficult to earn hundreds of points a day.

"105 points are just enough to start the next simulation." An Zeliang thought about it and decided to save the simulation opportunity for when he slacked off in school.

He rubbed his eyes and continued to look at the data panel with sleepy eyes. Seeing the blue experience value box, An Zeliang couldn't help but curiously asked the system: "What does this experience value mean?"

[You can automatically gain 1 experience for each simulation, and the system can be upgraded when 10 experience points are reached]

"I see." An Zeliang understood. He didn't expect the system to be upgradeable. He didn't know if there would be any new features added after the upgrade.

After thinking for a while, An Zeliang looked at the setting of the simulator time corridor again.

"It turns out it's only one year. No wonder my first simulation ended after one year."

I don't know if there is any way to break the one-year time limit.

Maybe it has something to do with the system upgrade? Or maybe there are other reasons, etc.

After calming down, An Zeliang began to think about how to get more points.

First of all, he thinks that you should communicate with more people, especially high-quality social interactions, which can easily earn points.

Although the points gained from communication alone are pitifully small, they add up to a lot.

An Zeliang thought about it and suddenly asked, "When communicating with people, is there any difference in the points earned from ordinary communication and in-depth communication?"

[The better the relationship, the more points you will get]

The system's answer is simple and direct.

"What can I do to earn points?"

[As long as you live a high-quality life, you will get points]

Well, that's the same as not answering.

"Ha~ Never mind, it's still early, I'll take a nap for a while." An Zeliang yawned and decided to sleep for another hour and a half.

In a hazy sleep.

I don’t know if it’s the effect of simulated memory, but Chizuru-sister’s figure wrapped in a bath towel appeared…

Two hours later.

An Zeliang sat on the bed and stretched lazily. He lifted the quilt and took a look. He couldn't help but sigh that high school students have so much energy.

Get out of bed, wash your face and brush your teeth.

Ten minutes.

After washing up, An Zeliang put on his schoolbag and went to school.

According to my previous incarnation's memory, there is a math test today, so it's a good day to slack off.

Just use your free time for simulation.

Thinking of this, An Zeliang walked to school in less than ten minutes.

In the words of his hometown, the apartment he lives in can be considered half a school district house. However, in the country of cherry blossoms, household registration can be moved at will, so there is no such thing as a school district house.

Tokyo Metropolitan Aoyama High School.

Class A of senior year.

An Zeliang came to his seat according to his memory, which was the king's seat in the back row by the window.

The former incarnation was an average student in the class and had average popularity, but because of his outstanding appearance, he still attracted a lot of attention.

When An Zeliang put his schoolbag down, he felt many girls' eyes on him. When he responded, those shy gazes quickly retracted.

"Youth is so beautiful." An Zeliang leaned back in his chair, feeling the spring breeze coming in through the window. He looked at the beautiful white legs of each student in the class and couldn't help but sigh.

He did not have white legs in his youth. After all, the school uniforms were completely different. Both boys and girls in Longguo wore school pants.

However, the youthful feeling of high school is exactly the same.

After reminiscing about his youth for a while, An Zeliang calmed himself down and began to think about how to get more points within a limited time.

He believes that studying can earn him points, so he arrives at school on time.

While I was thinking, the class bell rang.

At 8:25, the first morning reading session begins.

The 10 minutes before the morning meeting is morning reading time to help students get into the learning state.

After the morning reading, we took a short break and at 8:45, the first class began.

time is tight.

The first lesson is world history.

An Zeliang originally wanted to listen to the get out of class seriously in order to get points. But he unexpectedly found that the world history of Sakura Country was a little strange...