I'm on Star Iron, and I've loaded the Commander Simulator.

17. Let's explore the simulated universe together.

"Hmm... what you said is interesting."

After responding to Lu Xian's words, Hei Ta fell into a mysterious silence.

Actually, she logged off the puppet and started searching for Lu Xian on Amber Internet and other internet platforms.

But they gained nothing.

Now, countless question marks appeared on Black Tower's head.

It seems he really did achieve nothing, just as he said.

It might have been published under a different name. Has anyone come up with a genius lately?

Black Tower, who was holed up in his room, tilted his head and began searching for other things.

But the facts show that there really are no super geniuses.

Then she really didn't understand. Even she was a legendary figure of her generation, and it was only after she had met the Venerable Master twice that she was recognized by Him.

So, what exactly makes this suddenly appearing learned and esteemed envoy so exceptional?

If he's not talking nonsense, then where is his secret?

He possessed such profound knowledge that even the learned and learned were moved by it.

After a while, the Black Tower deduced a possibility that tended to be correct.

However, she set that possibility aside and began to reason about other possibilities.

Although Black Tower had pondered and searched extensively, in reality, only two or three seconds had passed for Lu Xian.

However, the puppet standing in front of Lu Xian was offline for a few seconds.

Lu Xian read this message from the other person's slightly empty eyes.

What would happen if we made some small moves at this moment?

The thought crossed Lu Xian's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

Aside from the momentary pleasure, it does nothing to improve the situation afterward; on the contrary, it causes many problems.

After hesitating for a moment, he closed the door in front of him. After all, the other party had not said anything further, so closing the door was not a bad idea.

He then looked at the spot in the simulator where he had been sitting, where a silver-gray screen was lit up with many characters on it.

Lu Xian looked at it carefully for a while and found that he couldn't understand anything. Obviously, he was even more stupid than he was in the simulator.

He didn't seem to care about that, and instead began to inspect all the facilities in the room.

The room was very spacious, a huge room of about five or six hundred square meters, containing only a state-of-the-art computer, a folding bed, a butler robot, and some simple machines, each with its own purpose.

The empty space is probably for assembling equipment for them.

As expected, after Lu Xian opened the butler robot's control panel, he saw a facility button.

There were many devices among them that Lu Xian couldn't understand. After thinking for a moment, he selected the one he could understand the most.

A device that simulates reality.

A flash of blue light appeared, and a highly advanced device was printed out out of thin air not far from Lu Xian. It was shaped like a chair with a transparent protective device on the outside.

If you were to play a game, it would probably be a lot of fun.

As Lu Xian approached the simulation device, he thought to himself.

After much deliberation, Lu Xian still decided not to try out this groundbreaking device, since time was still flowing outside while he was immersed in the simulation.

If you play with it for too long, Qingque might even think he's dead.

The black tower paused, startled, as you closed the door.

[Heita thought about it for a long time and finally concluded that you look down on her.]

Some intelligent people can be arrogant.

Her curiosity about you has temporarily decreased to a relatively low threshold; she's waiting for the release of your groundbreaking technological product.

Studying a person's technological creations can also help you understand that person.

Intelligent people always think a lot. She'll never imagine that you weren't lying to her. She'll never guess that you're actually not much different from ordinary people, except maybe a little more handsome.

[You've found some motivation to study, like hacking the Black Tower doll, since those things are everywhere in this genius club.]

[Secretly hacking into a puppet, especially without the Black Tower noticing, can bring you a great sense of accomplishment.]

You begin to study diligently.

The technology here is more than enough to meet any of your needs.

You are studying diligently.

You are studying diligently.

You are studying diligently.

[The messenger's energy has begun to take effect; your intelligence has increased somewhat, but compared to those people, it's a drop in the ocean.]

Time flies when you're studying; in the blink of an eye, it feels like a lot of time has passed.

Qingque, who hasn't contacted you in a while, asks, "Are you coming back?"

You glanced at the somewhat old-fashioned phone in your eyes and realized that you and Qingque hadn't been in contact for six months.

You used the power of the messenger to bring her to your room.

[With a whoosh, she appeared, looking slightly tired. Qingque, who was pouting as she looked at her phone, paused for a moment upon seeing the very advanced room.]

You told her about all of this.

[Her face showed utter astonishment. She began to scrutinize you from head to toe. After all, while you were very intelligent in her eyes, you were definitely not exceptionally intelligent.]

She talked to you for a long time, but in the end, she insisted on returning to Luofu, since that was her hometown.

You feel that your relationship with her has become slightly distant.

[You're so engrossed in your research that you haven't yet grasped why.]

Using your newly acquired, somewhat clumsy, skills, you managed to get a glimpse into her recent life.

You've discovered something incredible: she's joined that utterly useless secret organization of the Medicine King.

"Huh?" Lu Xian looked at the characters on the screen in front of him and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

As a civil servant and a local long-lived individual, why would she get involved with this organization?

“The simulation simulates what might happen, and this event might even have some basis in reality, so did she join because of me?”

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Xian came up with an answer that was somewhat narcissistic but absolutely correct.

"Hmm... So, is it possible that she might have this thought now? And becoming a Wisdom Envoy would make her feel distant from me. Fortunately, I won't become any envoy in reality."

A sense of relief welled up in his heart.

Having an absolute oracle like a simulator makes everything else much easier.

After this simulation is over, I'll go ask Qingque.

As he pondered this, he pressed the "Continue Simulation" button.

[After you realized this, you immediately grabbed Qingque.]

You thank her for what she did and promise her that she will be a part of your Crystal Palace.

[After hearing your shameless words, she kicked you.]

[And they demanded that you send her back to play mahjong again.]

You readily agreed, and then sent Fu Xuan several messages about the Medicine King's secret teachings.

The matter of Qingque has come to a temporary end.

You may continue your research.

You may continue your research.

One day, the door that hasn't been knocked on in a long time is suddenly knocked on.

The person knocking on the door is someone you've never seen before, who identifies himself as Stephen Lloyd.

[You thought for a moment and remembered who this was: the initiator of the simulated universe.]

As expected, he invited you to participate in a research project called "Simulated Universe."

"Hello, sir, we have a project that we want to investigate the secrets of the Star God." The wise man in front of him was very polite, but Lu Xian found it somewhat amusing.

"Okay, sure." After listening to his rambling, even uttering many words that Lu Xian didn't understand, Lu Xian nodded.

18, This is the simulated universe.

The research conference room was not large; the silver-white table was piled with many documents, data storage devices, and some portraits of star gods.

When the others from the Genius Club saw Lu Xian, who looked rather lazy, walk in, an orange-haired woman and a robot greeted him.