The Strongest Simulator In the Sky

Sunlight, through the clouds, falls on the streets of the city.

Teahouses and taverns, red sleeves attract fragrance, and vendors are densely packed along the street to the end of sight.

The noisy crowd looks like the whole scene of prosperity.

Ling Tian walked through the street, but his eyes were full of sarcasm. He was deceived by the scene in front of him before, and failed to see that this seemingly bright world was actually full of darkness. Second life.

But now, he finally woke up. After all, this world was no longer the peaceful world he lived in in his previous life.

In that world, there may be people who curse the injustice of the world, but no matter how honest and dutiful people are, they still have a chance to live a good life. In this world, if you are honest and dutiful, it is best to be willing to be bullied, Live a life of poverty, otherwise, what awaits you is a terrible disaster.

Thinking about the past few days, Ling Tian's eyes twitched slightly.

The corners of his eyes were a little red and swollen, which was caused by being beaten. In fact, not only the corners of his eyes, but more red and swollen places on his body.

They were all beaten by ruffians.

Such a world should not be avoided in the first place.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Ling Tian firmly grasped the scabbard in his hand, and in front of him, a light curtain that only he could see rose up.

"System name: Heavens Atmospheric System.

Host: Ling Tian.

Open state: Not open, lacking a hundred Luck (Luck, which comes from your reputation, the Luck of the main world is closely related to the host, and can only be obtained once). "

The heavenly atmosphere system, this is his golden finger.

However, this golden finger needs conditions to be opened.

When he first came to this world, Ling Tian was also moved when he saw Goldfinger. However, Ling Tian didn't have martial arts in his body, and even his physique was not suitable for martial arts. In addition, some things happened later. Only then did Tian give up the plan to open the golden finger.

There are countless kinds of fame, but no matter what kind, you must shock others to get it.

And in this world, when you shock others, it often means that you start a cruel battle.

At the beginning, this explanation was told to him by Ling Tian’s cheap old man in this world, and Ling Tian didn’t believe it at the time, but then, a young man who wanted to become famous used his cheap old man’s life as a bargaining chip to gain fame, and then he was cheap again The faction that Lao Tzu belongs to kills, but Ling Tian clearly sees the horror of fame.

Fame, fame, with Ling Tian's strength, he might have been beheaded before he had a reputation.

After that, Ling Tian gave up the plan to activate the system, and even gave up the opportunity he got to join the gang of Cheap Lao Tzu and have a certain status after the death of Cheap Lao Tzu, and instead planned to rely on the memory of the first life on Earth to make A little business.

In Ling Tian's mind, his cheap old man was once a member of a gang after all, and he was doing a small business, so he should be able to get some stability by relying on the favor left by cheap old man.

With such thoughts, and the scene in the street before him being too comfortable, Ling Tian foolishly gave up the opportunity to become a small gang leader, and learned the plots in the novels of his previous life to cook some fatty sausages, chowder and the like. Try to live a stable life.

Unexpectedly, among the gangs, the matter of people leaving tea is more serious than the officialdom.

In Ling Tian's fat intestines, after the chowder became popular, there were constant gangsters from the market gang coming to fight the autumn wind, but none of Ling Tian's brothers before his death came to help him.

Finally, a few days ago, those punks started plotting Ling Tian's secret recipe for cooking fat sausage and chowder.

Several times of beatings, blocking the door more than a dozen times, throwing dung, and letting snakes...

Under all kinds of torture, Ling Tian, ​​who had nowhere to ask for help, finally couldn't stand it and handed over the secret recipe. In his mind, even if cooking fat sausage and chowder is no longer his own business, as long as he is diligent and diligent, he should be able to maintain food and clothing .

However, Ling Tian didn't expect him to be naive again. Those little bastards took his secret recipe, but they didn't want to have another competitor like him.

Thus, the means of repetition reappeared.

This time, Ling Tian finally realized.

This world, this seemingly bright world even in broad daylight, is actually dark and cold.

Although there are many other small business stories in his mind that can be popular, but in his current situation, as long as he takes them out, what awaits him is another repeated torture.

In this dark world, the only way to avoid being bullied is to become an existence that others dare not look directly at.

In this world, the fastest and most direct way to become such an existence is to join a gang.

The world Ling Tian is in now is a world similar to ancient China, and the country he is in is called the Great Zhou Empire. Based on what he has seen and heard during this period, this country should also be a powerful and huge country.

It's just that the rule of this country is a bit deformed. The power of the gang and the power of the government sometimes overlap. In some aspects, the influence of the gang on the common people is stronger than that of the government.

Ahead, a huge and majestic building appeared in Ling Tian's sight.

On the top of the gate guarded by two rows of eight burly men with machetes, there is a plaque engraved with the words "Dragon Gang" with the words vigorous and powerful.

This is the gang that Ling Tian used to work for, and it is also the largest gang in Qingshi City where Ling Tian is located. Even the government's taxes are first collected by the Earth Dragon Gang, and then handed over to the government.

"The Earth Dragon Gang is an important place, and the idlers wait to watch..."

Just as Ling Tian approached, the eight big men with knives at the gate shouted at Ling Tian.

"The orphan of the Dragon Scale of the Earth Dragon Gang came to take the position of the Dragon Scale with the Dragon Scale Sword..."

The long sword in Ling Tian's hand was raised high, and while speaking loudly, he strode towards the building.

As Ling Tian raised his long sword, two of the eight guards at the gate of the building immediately walked towards the building with Ling Tian.

The Earth Dragon Gang has a lot of members, but there is a fixed number of leaders starting from the small bosses. Among them, there are 128 small bosses called Dragon Scales, and 20 big bosses named Dragon Claws. The hall master is Dragon Wing, there are only four, the guardian is Ni Lin, there are two, and the dragon head is the gang master.

And these people, like the founding fathers of an empire, can be hereditary.

The sword in Ling Tian's hand is a symbol of Ling Tian's status as a small leader, and the gatekeeper of the Qingshi City Earth Dragon Gang sub-helm naturally dare not stop Ling Tian who is holding this sword.

Following the two gatekeepers, Ling Tian stepped through the gate of the building, passed through the huge martial arts field behind the gate, and soon arrived in front of a hall.

Just before arriving in the hall, I heard a low voice coming from inside.

"If the big boss can give me the position of the little boss, the subordinates are willing to swear to the death to wipe out Xitan..."

In front of the hall, Ling Tian's eyes changed slightly. It was because someone had taken a fancy to the position of the little leader left by his cheap father. At this moment, he was grateful to those gangsters. If it wasn't for those gangsters who were too eager, perhaps, after a while When he discovers the cruelty of this world and comes back, he has no chance to fight.

A gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, before he lifted his foot and walked towards the hall.

It's just a struggle. He may not have thought about it earlier, and he didn't dare to, but now, he not only wants to, but he is also fearless.

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