Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

At the same time, Ma Xianhong, who was eating noodles in the canteen, suddenly jerked his hand, and the noodles he picked up with his chopsticks fell back into the bowl.

"Here it comes again, that feeling again, like being stared at by a ferocious beast."

Ma Xianhong frowned and looked around, but found nothing.

There's a saying that goes, "Once is a coincidence, twice is a chance, but what about three times?"

However, for a person with heightened senses, one instance might be considered an illusion, but a second instance cannot be considered a coincidence.

"Is someone watching me? Who could it be? And what methods are they using?"

Ma Xianhong frowned and thought for a while, but still had no clue.

The main reason is that if someone is really watching him in the dark, then that person must not be very capable, as they were exposed twice within a few days.

However, having someone lurking nearby, secretly watching you, not only makes you uneasy but also sends chills down your spine.

Since the other party's stealth skills are poor, let's find him first!

After all, it's a safety hazard.

"Hey~ Master, eating?"

Just as he was making his decision, a casual remark reached his ears. He looked up and saw a handsome young man walking towards him.

It was Fang Rui, who was also suffering from amnesia and was considered his sworn brother.

Fang Rui pulled out a bench and sat opposite Ma Xianhong, calling out towards the kitchen, "Give me a bowl of beef noodles, with a fried egg."

The villager who was on duty cooking today nodded to indicate that he had heard.

Fang Rui then turned his gaze to Ma Xianhong and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you have a large stockpile of magical artifacts?"

For some reason, Ma Xianhong felt like he was being watched when he heard those words.

"This feeling is so familiar..."

Not having clearly heard Ma Xianhong's low murmur, Fang Rui asked in confusion, "What are you saying?"

"It's nothing." Ma Xianhong shook his head, then asked, "Why are you asking this?"

“I’ve been thinking of going out recently, but the world of supernatural beings is quite dangerous. I don’t dare to go out without carrying some weapons with me.”

After hearing Fang Rui's explanation, Ma Xianhong's face darkened, and his tone became low: "I invited you to go out with me before, but you refused. Now you're telling me you want to go out alone?"

Something about that tone sounds a bit off.

Fang Rui smirked and explained, "You must have important business to attend to when you go out. If I go with you, I might hold you back, so I won't go with you."

Before Ma Xianhong could offer any advice, Fang Rui continued, "Besides, I have some business to attend to when I go out this time."

Yes, I do have something to take care of; it's just going out for a walk.

However, this must not be said aloud, so...

"I dreamt of a cave last night, which I think is a place I've been to before, so I want to go and see it...maybe it will help me regain some of my memories."

For Ma Xianhong, who desperately wanted to regain his memories, any opportunity that offered a glimmer of hope was invaluable. So, upon hearing this reason, he immediately swallowed back the words of persuasion that were about to come out of his mouth, and his attitude changed accordingly.

"I see. I've crafted quite a few magical artifacts recently, but they're all of relatively low quality."

After thinking for a while, considering that Fang Rui had only recently become an Outcast and was not good at fighting, Ma Xianhong nodded and decided, "How about this, I'll give you the Soul-Shaking Bell and the Devouring Beast, plus the Three Treasure Pearls you already have. Even if you encounter an Outcast who wants to attack you, you can escape smoothly."

Are you really that nice to me?

Looking at Ma Xianhong, who was so earnestly thinking of him, Fang Rui felt a pang of guilt.

Village Chief Ma has been so good to me, but I've been deceiving him all along. That's not right...

However, it's probably unlikely that I'll stop lying to him in the future.

Given his situation, it's impossible for him to tell the truth to Village Chief Ma; talking nonsense is probably the norm for him. It seems he can only make up for it in other ways.

"No, you might not be able to run faster than the other party. We need to equip you with a magic weapon that can attack from a distance."

As he was thinking this, a sentence suddenly drifted into his ears, leaving him speechless.

Although I know you're worried about me, and what you said is quite right, could you please use a more tactful wording?

When are you planning to leave?

"Hmm?" Fang Rui was taken aback by the sudden question, then replied, "I'm not in a hurry to set off."

Ma Xianhong nodded upon hearing this: "You heard it too, I'm planning to equip you with an offensive magic weapon, what kind do you prefer?"

As a big shot capable of mass-producing magical artifacts, Ma Xianhong spoke with great confidence.

Fang Rui didn't refuse Ma Xianhong's offer, and after thinking for a moment, replied, "Let's use throwing knives."

"Hmm." Ma Xianhong nodded slightly.

Chapter 12 Fang Rui: Nigeludayo

Three days later...

Because he lacked identification and didn't know the way, Fang Rui had an extra companion, or to put it more politely, a driver; to put it bluntly, someone to prevent him from getting lost.

However, considering the reason for his trip, he could not stay with his companions the whole time.

However, he was not restricted in his freedom, so his companions would not refuse if he wanted to go shopping alone.

The only problem is that sentence, what does it mean to say, "If you get lost, remember to call me, I'll come pick you up."

Isn't this something that can be solved by simply remembering the hotel name before leaving home and then calling a taxi?

No, why would I think about things based on the premise that I'm lost?

After a moment of silence, Fang Rui slowly walked along the street. In the empty street, his slightly curious gaze looked into the distance. The dazzling neon lights shimmered in the darkness, colorful and very familiar.

The city in this other world isn't anything special; it looks like a very ordinary modern metropolis.

Although there are superhumans, the majority of the world is still made up of ordinary people. Along the way, no superhumans were seen committing crimes in the dark alleys...

This thought abruptly ended, and Fang Rui stopped and looked at the alley across the street.

A beautiful but aloof black-haired girl with a single ponytail, wearing a gray-white hoodie and khaki casual pants, raised her right leg and stepped on the back of a middle-aged man lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man's expression was extremely ferocious and angry. He suddenly turned around and swung his thick right arm behind him.

As if she had sensed his movement beforehand, the girl jumped to the side a second before he could turn over, her movements as nimble as a cat's, while exhaling a breath.

A wisp of dark mist was exhaled from her breath and surged toward the middle-aged man, as if it wanted to burrow into his body. The middle-aged man looked somewhat terrified and turned to flee without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Fang Rui, who was standing across the street, was being watched by the two of them.

The slap in the face came too fast...

Fang Rui, who witnessed the crime scene, suddenly tensed up, as if he could...

run away!

Although he possessed a multitude of magical artifacts, his internal energy was also quite abundant thanks to the simulator.

The only problem is that he has no real combat experience, or to be precise, not a single real combat experience.

The last time I got into a fight was probably in elementary school, when I was just messing around with my classmates out of boredom.

And the extraordinary person...

To borrow a phrase from a certain scoundrel, anyone who becomes an extraordinary person through conventional means has invariably traversed a painful path that is difficult for ordinary people to endure.

To toughen up your body, you'll want to give up every second unless you grit your teeth and persevere...

It tempers the mind; the tedium and restlessness of inner meditation can even make one yearn for the pain of physical and mental exertion...

Simply put, those who cultivate to become extraordinary individuals, step by step, are more skilled in combat than him, a mere amateur. Even if his cultivation level is higher, it might not be of any use.

Incidentally, the number of superhumans is very small, and they are so widely distributed that they are not easy to encounter. Not to mention, it is extremely rare to happen to encounter two superhumans fighting.

From this perspective, his luck could be described as either extremely good or extremely bad.

The question of whether he was lucky or unlucky can be considered slowly after he has successfully overcome the difficulties; it's best to be more serious about it now.

The middle-aged man with a ferocious face rushed straight at him after seeing him, clearly coming for him.

Although I don't understand why he's targeting me, I know that people with ill intentions...

"Let's give him a good shake of the soul first!!!"

Fang Rui lifted the golden bell and shook it gently.

Ding-dong————

The clear sound of bells rang out, and the middle-aged man who had run to the middle of the street looked dazed, his steps faltering as if he were about to fall, as did the girl behind him.

After ringing the bell, Fang Rui should have seized the opportunity to escape while the other party was in a daze. However, after seeing the two people staggering, Fang Rui felt that not running away might not be a big deal.

One after another, throwing knives shot out. Fang Rui originally wanted to control the knives to spin rapidly in the air to increase their lethality, but he ultimately did not choose that. Instead, he controlled the throwing knives to stab at the hands and feet of the two strange people, while releasing two Ruhuas to rush towards the two.

Even if someone is an extraordinary person, with their hands and feet crippled and bound, they can't cause any trouble... right?

To his surprise, the girl quickly regained her senses, dodged the flying knife, and kicked the mechanical doll away.

Just as he had predicted, the middle-aged man was pierced through the hands and feet by the flying knife, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Ru Hua pounced and caught him, her arms shooting out, with ropes connecting her two arms, binding herself and the man she was holding.

The intense pain brought him back to his senses, his face contorted in agony, and the middle-aged man's voice was hoarse and low, as if squeezed from his throat.

"I never expected you to be an extraordinary being as well!"

The middle-aged man looked at the bell Fang Rui was holding, the mechanical puppet holding him, the flying knife in the air, and another mechanical puppet, and felt extremely unlucky.

What they thought was a glimmer of hope for escape turned out to be a death sentence.

Thinking back to the reasons why he had ended up in this situation, he was overcome with grief and roared, "Why am I so unlucky!"

The sudden roar startled Fang Rui, who reflexively retorted, "I'm the unlucky one, okay? I almost got beaten up by an alien while just out shopping..."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man blurted out, "What's that? I'm the one who's really unlucky!"

"Hey~"

Upon hearing those words, Fang Rui immediately became furious and manipulated the mechanical puppet to slap him. What kind of talk was that!

However, Fang Rui's attention was more focused on another superhuman, who skillfully dodged the attacks from throwing knives and mechanical puppets.

"Uncle Liao, we've encountered an unexpected situation. I've run into some supernatural beings who aren't on my mission, and we're currently engaged in battle..."