Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

but.

What caught Anze Liang's attention even more was Chizuru's behavior!

Why is she using my toothbrush?

And what does it mean to wear my pajamas and sleep in my bed?

This simulation experience tells Anze Liang that something is wrong with Chizuru!

It seems we need to be wary of Chizuru when she arrives.

As I pondered, the simulation continued.

During your work, you discovered a place that sold alcohol very cheaply. Although you tasted it and realized it was counterfeit, you thought the profit margin was high, so you started working with them to sell fake alcohol.

Sure enough, you made a lot of money selling counterfeit alcohol.

[Earned money in just six months that you thought you couldn't earn in ten years]

Just as your counterfeit liquor business was booming, you suddenly ended up in the hospital.

Because you were selling counterfeit alcohol, you were drinking counterfeit alcohol with your customers every day, which caused acute liver damage, and surgery is the only treatment option.

Before the surgery, you learned from your boss that your injury was work-related, so you found another way to make money.

Lying in your hospital bed, you're discussing kickbacks with your doctor. You realize you can make a profit from this surgery, and you marvel at how clever you are.

"???"

An Zeliang was shocked by the behavior of the simulated personality.

In his understanding, "no merchant is without guile" means that everyone uses counterfeit goods to make money. How can this person be someone who uses their body to make money without any means necessary?

They actually used their own surgeries to negotiate kickbacks?

That was amazing...

Honestly, who could have imagined that?

An Zeliang exclaimed that this personality was truly outrageous, while the simulation continued.

Under the lure of profit, the doctor agreed to your request and used the anesthetic with the highest kickback.

You died due to an allergic reaction to the improperly administered anesthetic, despite resuscitation efforts.

[This simulation ends]

"........."

A thousand curses surged through An Zeliang's mind.

Although... he did manage to get the money.

But this is just too outrageous!

This is the kind of person who would rather die than give up money!

at the same time.

Simulated settlement has also begun.

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Chapter 12.12: Anesthetic Resistance

[This simulation has ended. Your simulation reward has been collected.]

[Anesthetic Resistance (Elementary)]

"Uh, you can gain this ability by fighting counterfeit drugs?" An Zeliang asked in surprise.

I never expected to see this kind of reward in a simulator; it's kind of amazing.

This made him even more excited for the upcoming simulation rewards.

then.

Resistance capacity release.

So-called anesthetic resistance refers to the ability of a person to develop some resistance to all types of anesthetic drugs.

Anze Liang couldn't help but think of Kogoro Mouri from Detective Conan.

"That guy probably has master-level resistance to anesthesia, right?"

As we marveled at this, the simulated evaluation began.

[This simulation has ended. Overall rating: E]

[Achievement: None]

[Comment: You have a great business sense; you have many ways to make money, and you know how to make money and how to save money. However, sacrificing your health to make money is not a wise move. If you take good care of your health, you might be able to earn even more.]

Of course, you won't get sick if you don't sell counterfeit alcohol. Selling counterfeit alcohol harms both yourself and others!

[Reward: 70 points]

Seventy points isn't a small amount, but it's not a lot either.

However… Anze Liang felt that the comments made a lot of sense.

Selling counterfeit alcohol harms both the seller and others!

In real life, I would never sell counterfeit alcohol.

Not only is it illegal, it also harms your health.

After looking at the settlement panel, An Zeliang felt the urge to urinate and got up to go to the bathroom to take a leak.

He checked the time; it was only 5:40, still very early. Unable to sleep, he went to the balcony to enjoy the breeze and gaze at the world in the early morning.

The darkness is fading, and the sun is gradually rising.

Outside the apartment, the street was rustling with the sound of wind, carrying a few cherry blossoms.

Cars occasionally drive by on the road.

On the street, a drunk man got into a taxi while cursing.

Tokyo wasn't that lively in the early hours of the morning.

An Zeliang breathed in the morning air, stretched, and had no desire to sleep anymore.

He looked at the window by the balcony and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, thinking of the serial killer.

He dreamt of her last night... She chased after him with a fruit knife, and when An Zeliang woke up, his back was covered in cold sweat.

"Indeed, reinforcing doors and windows is very necessary."

It wasn't because An Zeliang felt he could connect with a scumbag, but rather because he was more concerned about his personal safety.

After all, experienced police officers have been reminding everyone to reinforce doors and windows and pay attention to safety.

Listening to your seniors will definitely be fine!

After closing and locking the window, An Zeliang lay on the sofa and started playing on his phone.

After playing on his phone for an hour and eating a lot of snacks, he finally prepared to go out.

Breakfast was naturally the snacks I had just eaten.

My cooking skills are terrible; the food I make is really unappetizing. I'd better just let my stomach off the hook.

After fixing his hair in front of the mirror, An Zeliang slung his bag over his shoulder and headed out.

"Xiao Kui, be careful on the road."

As An Zeliang stepped out of the apartment, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening across the street.

Just then, Nakano and his neighbor came out of Nakano's house and started talking.

As An Zeliang recalled the scene of confessing his love to his wife in the simulation, his gaze involuntarily turned to his wife.

The woman is at least 1.7 meters tall. Judging by her appearance, her legs alone are nearly a meter long.

She was dressed in all black today. The deep V-neck sweater flattered her face and narrowed her upper body, making her look slim but not gaunt. Underneath the sweater was a black camisole, revealing a black camisole strap, which was very feminine. Overall, she looked very sophisticated and fashionable.

The lower half is a black tulle skirt, which looks elegant. An ordinary woman might not be able to pull it off, but on this lady, it exudes a powerful aura. Moreover, the combination of a sweater and a skirt doesn't look out of place at all; on the contrary, it's very fashionable. Paired with a pair of black chunky-heeled ankle boots, it adds to the overall sophisticated look.

No wonder the simulated personality confessed to his wife... she's such a charming wife.

"Yes, sister-in-law, I understand."

After replying to his wife, Nakano Aoi suddenly saw Anze Ryo's figure, so she took the initiative to call his name and greet him warmly.

"Good morning, Anze!"

"Yes, Nakano-kun, good morning."

After responding politely, Anze Liang looked at the wife behind Nakano Aoi and greeted her with slight restraint: "Good morning, madam."

"Ah."

The woman smiled in response, then looked down slightly at Nakano Aoi beside her and asked, "Are you classmates?"

"Yes, they are classmates."

Nakano Aoi paused slightly as she spoke, then added, "Anze's grades are excellent."

"That's it..."

The lady wore a gentle smile and didn't say anything more.

A brief introduction.

It was getting late, so Nakano Aoi and Yasuzawa Ryo went to school together.

Walking down the street, Anze asked curiously, "Nakano-kun, why didn't you have your family driver take you to school?"

Given Nakano Aoi's family's financial situation, she could easily afford to be picked up and dropped off in luxury cars.

But in Yasuzawa Ryo’s memory, he never saw Nakano ride in a car.

I walk to and from school.