CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 76 PASSION! NEW MODE REAL-LIFE SIMULATION

[You’ve been enduring this for twenty minutes. You initially expected him to stop talking, but contrary to your hopes, the old man shows no intention of pausing. Not only that, but he brazenly threatens to speak with your parents.]

[You finally stop giving him any face and unleash your skill. With a swift, unseen motion, you strike. The old man, who was just incessantly jabbering, suddenly freezes. His eyes bulge as he gasps for air like a drowning fish, and within moments, he ceases to breathe.]

[Looking at the crimson lung in your hand, you contemplate humanity’s fragility, yet you only feel a sense of boredom. You place the lung on his desk, use the blood to write seven large characters, and then calmly walk out of the office as if nothing happened.]

[You return to the classroom and flash a cruel smile at Liu Haofeng and the others who had come back earlier. They are clearly terrified of you. Each one lowers their head like a turtle retracting into its shell, which you find amusing.]

[Just as you’re considering a little game of cat and mouse, your beautiful classmate, Feng Jiaqi, notices that something is wrong with you.]

[She discreetly asks you what happened. You tell her you can explain everything in a secluded place after school. She naively believes your lie.]

Is this me? Am I this twisted? Or is this just how gods are? They enjoy toying with and mocking mortals. Then what am I now?

Chen Pingchuan stared at the simulation text, unable to reconcile it with his sense of self. Sure, he could be neurotic at times, but he still considered himself, for the most part, a decent person.

So, is the person in the simulation truly me? Or is this how I was always meant to be, my nature simply tempered by human kindness? After all, a person doesn’t feel guilty for stepping on an ant, just as a god feels no remorse for playing a mortal to death.

Well, at least the me right now is under my own control, isn’t it? Everything depends on my heart. My actions are a reflection of my heart’s desires.

After this internal pep talk, Chen Pingchuan reaffirmed his conviction. He would just treat this as a role-playing game. After all, if the person inside the simulation died, it wouldn’t affect reality.

Self-justification complete!

[You have prepared yourself to be captured by these human ants, yet an entire morning has passed, and the school remains placid. It’s as if the dean of discipline’s death never even happened.]

[You have a fairly accurate guess as to why. Thanks to your good grades, you’ve been temporarily ruled out as a suspect. Still, you know the truth can’t stay hidden for long.]

[You feel no remorse for your actions. Your only concern is how to rapidly restore your Divine Power. You remember the new tenant in Happy Home District, a fool named Wang Xing, and a brilliant idea flashes through your mind.]

[When school lets out at noon, a large group of strangers appears at the main gate. They are all well-dressed and exude powerful auras, their gazes sweeping over the students filing out. You pay them no mind; your formidable composure makes it impossible for anyone to read your true thoughts.]

[You walk out of the school gates smoothly and notice a tail has started following you.]

[Feng Jiaqi, dressed in her school uniform, catches your eye with her tall, slender figure. You decide that taking her as a Divine Attendant is a fine idea, and you lead her to the nearest budget hotel.]

[Inside the warm, cozy room, Feng Jiaqi looks at you with terror and anxiety, saying she doesn’t want to hear about what happened anymore. A lewd and wicked smile crosses your face. Ignoring her protests, you use something in the room to tie her up.]

[You verbally threaten Feng Jiaqi. Cowering under your monstrous intimidation, she dares not object. Feng Jiaqi’s face shows pure despair; she cannot understand why the boy she admired would do something so depraved.]

[You lick your lips. A delectable feast awaits you.]

[DING!]

[Your life’s trajectory is about to change. Please make your decision with caution.]

[Option A: Continue with the text simulation. Follow the voice of your heart and let your simulated self experience the joys of being human.]

[Option B: Don’t bow your head, the green hat will fall. Don’t cry, your simulated self will laugh. To avoid wearing this particular colored ornament, you decide to take the plunge and enter the simulation to experience it firsthand.]

[Note: Your first instance is free. Instance Name: The Hotel Room of Extreme Temptation.]

Are you kidding me? I just finished convincing myself that the simulation and reality are separate, and now you’re hitting me with a cuckold plot? What, you expect me to just eat my words? It’s just a simulation, what’s the big deal? I’m not going to waste a free opportunity, am I? I choose B! Fuck it!

[Host has selected Option B. Please prepare to enter the simulation scene in 3 seconds.]

[3]

Your talking took up two seconds, you damned thing!

This was Chen Pingchuan’s last thought in the room before his vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a luxurious and stylish hotel room.

He glanced around at the room’s layout, then looked down at himself. A single phrase surfaced in his mind.

Holy shit. Incredible.

"Sob, sob... Chen Pingchuan, how could you do this? I’m still a virgin... I haven’t even been married yet."

"Can’t you be gentler? I’m scared of the pain. Will you take responsibility for me?"

"If we... do it, will we have a baby? How could I go to school? And whose last name would the baby take?"

Feng Jiaqi’s words pulled Chen Pingchuan back to reality. He looked at his female classmate, trussed up in red rope, and felt his lips go dry.

He subconsciously licked his lips, then, with a wry smile, began to untie the ropes binding her.

Feng Jiaqi looked at the suddenly changed Chen Pingchuan in confusion. Lowering her head, her face flushed red as she said softly, "Are you disgusted with me because of what I said? If so... I can still do it..."

Chen Pingchuan subconsciously replied, "Do what?"

Hearing his question, Feng Jiaqi’s face turned an even deeper shade of crimson.

"I can... I can..."

Anger flared in Chen Pingchuan as he watched her shy act. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have wasted a precious free entry into the simulation!

So, he gripped her head with both hands, forcing her to look at him. He glared fiercely.

"Say it!"

Feng Jiaqi’s face paled. The Chen Pingchuan before her seemed to have reverted to his previous self. That domineering presence, that look of someone who saw all others as insignificant, made her tremble from the core of her being.

"I want Master to ravish me. I can take it. I can do anything."

Chen Pingchuan’s scalp went numb when he heard her. What kind of shameless things is she saying?

"Wait, what’s wrong with you? What did I say to you earlier?"

Watching Feng Jiaqi shrink back like a frightened rabbit, Chen Pingchuan suddenly remembered the simulation prompt mentioned he had verbally threatened her.

Knowing this simulation’s style, it was probably more than just a few threatening words. I don’t know the specifics, but her reaction is most likely due to fear.

So, Chen Pingchuan tried his best to be patient and asked again, "Did I..."

Before Chen Pingchuan could finish, Feng Jiaqi bit her lip, leaned forward, and pressed her lips against his.

"Don’t say anything. Just love me!"

A jolt of heat shot through Chen Pingchuan from his feet to the crown of his head. He shoved her back onto the bed, panting heavily. His expression was one of complete shock as he asked in disbelief, "Feng Tongxue, are you insane?"