Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

"What's going on?"

Meng Li felt that the questions in her mind had not decreased, but rather increased.

You should know that the stats in the simulator are a whopping 50,000! In a fantasy world, that would be enough to make him a god.

With Z's current strength, he could crush him into dust with a single finger.

But the result?

Everything was fine at first, but then suddenly they were killed by something called Feast.

As for whether I have any intelligence, I can only say that I might.

Meng Li didn't think he was a pervert, so how come his emulator self was being corrupted so quickly? A quick glance revealed nothing but pleasure, and he hadn't gained any useful information.

If it weren't for Z Superman's final summons, the world would probably have been destroyed and he still wouldn't know anything, and he wouldn't have been able to obtain even that last bit of information.

But since it was simulating himself, what could Meng Li do? He could only choose to forgive himself.

However, the focus of simulating the future body is not the simulation itself. The future body itself is the most crucial trump card. With tens of thousands of physical stats, even if the simulated body doesn't grow at all, it can still crush everything once it comes out.

Moreover, the simulation process wasn't entirely devoid of useful information.

At least the simulation of the final death process is quite intriguing.

What is a feast?

Why was it able to kill the simulated Meng Li?

Meng Li didn't know what it was, but he knew it was dangerous. Judging from the results, even with his future self as a trump card, he was no match for it.

Instantly, his sense of security plummeted to rock bottom.

It's clearly something that Z Superman created.

How do you use pleasure as an anchor point?

He could understand even if Superman Z sacrificed his blood, but the emergence of the abstract concept of pleasure was far beyond his comprehension.

He couldn't understand how a Z Superman who was at most a B-level could be associated with an existence of this level.

But if he can't solve the problem, can't he at least solve the problem of the person who raised it?

For a moment, a murderous intent flashed in Meng Li's eyes.

At that moment, he really wanted to go all out with Z Superman and just take him down.

But soon, the fierce glint in his eyes gradually faded.

No!

Although there was a lot of information in the simulation, his doubts didn't lessen after reading it; in fact, they increased.

Before the grand feast arrived, Superman Z had encountered danger, while before that, Meng Li had not encountered danger for twenty years.

This means that the other party may only use this tactic when he is in danger.

He dared not gamble on whether he would force the Feast to arrive before killing Z Superman. And if he killed Z Superman with his future body, what would he do after the Feast arrived without any trump cards?

Moreover, he hadn't forgotten that the most valuable thing in this world was never the superpowered, but the remains of the lost.

That's his real goal.

The value of a colored hex is beyond doubt.

Moreover, even if the feast doesn't arrive after Z Superman is defeated, the chain reaction is unpredictable. The Resistance still has an absolute power user who can overpower Z Superman. What will he do when he runs out of trump cards?

Ultimately, it still lacked the power to make a definitive judgment.

Therefore, he had to wait.

Wait for things to change, wait for the opportunity to arise.

He wasn't the only awakened one to enter this world; it was like a stagnant pond had been filled with live fish, and he was somewhat looking forward to seeing what choices his colleagues would make.

But waiting doesn't mean he does nothing; he must prioritize making arrangements for a way out.

He needs to get to the gate as soon as possible, then he can set up his return point right in front of the gate so that he can escape immediately if anything goes wrong.

He didn't intend to use his future self as a trump card to kill Z Superman, but rather to escape.

Superman Z is not invincible. Even now, he could hold off his opponent for a while without much trouble.

But that feast was an absolute horror.

Judging from the simulated text, although his future self ultimately lost, he was not without any power to resist. Therefore, if the grand feast were to truly arrive within this year, he could use his future self to escape.

In the simulation, he had no way out, but the other person did.

The yellow-clad tentacle monster, as a divine being, was by no means weak, yet it still couldn't get through the door.

But here's the problem: being able to withstand a few moves from Superman Z doesn't mean you can win.

If his future self cannot be used to fight Z Superman, then given the current inability to kill a large number of superpowered individuals, it will be difficult for him to quickly improve his strength to the point where he can defeat his opponent.

However, it's not entirely impossible.

A name quickly came to mind.

"The Great Sun Tathagata is the Only Path"!

Excluding the unknown feast, the strength of the martial arts world in the apocalypse is not much weaker than this world, and as the most valuable thing in it, the strength of the Jade Page Heavenly Book martial arts is self-evident.

Because of time constraints, he has only reached the initial, usable level of this martial art, and he hasn't even been able to fully utilize its characteristics.

Judging from the current gap between him and Superman Z, he doesn't need to reach perfection; just reaching the minor achievement stage should be enough for him to be evenly matched with Superman Z.

Once he reaches the pinnacle, even without using his future body, he could easily defeat Z Superman. In fact, if he could limit Z Superman's flight ability, it wouldn't be impossible for him to kill him outright.

With this in mind, Meng Li decided to develop for a while and see how things went.

Now that the simulation was over and it was already dark, he quickly immersed himself in the darkness.

Now that he has a future body as a guarantee, he feels much safer when he rests, and soon he falls into a deep sleep.

early morning.

I just opened my eyes.

"Master, let me help you get dressed."

Before he could even react, a cute voice rang in his ear.

Turning his head, he was surprised to see that it was his favorite maid from yesterday. She was now standing by Meng Li's bedside, with a bright smile on her face, looking at her with longing, as if Meng Li was her only one.

Yes, it is indeed very attractive, no wonder my simulated self fell into depravity at lightning speed.

After all, who could resist such a cute girl gazing at him so affectionately?

But now that he has seen the future of this world, although he knows that everything in the simulation may not come to pass before he leaves, he still subconsciously resists it all for safety reasons.

After all, hedonism is truly addictive in this world. Although he doesn't know the specific criteria for judging it, for safety reasons, he still tries to avoid participating in the various forms of eating, drinking, and entertainment provided by Superman Z.

Therefore, the tender affection in front of him was no different from a sugar-coated bullet in his eyes.

"No need, I can do it myself."