Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

Tomorrow will be the twenty-eighth day, when the most important warrior of different blood arrives.

As early as two days ago, Li Guanqi refined a curse insect that can accept "the art of being seen by both humans and insects" and the "art of being heard by both humans and insects".

See: see.

Smell: listen.

This curse insect is his eyes and ears.

Li Guanqi put it in a forest more than 900 meters away.

…

Afternoon, library.

Li Guanqi sneaked here again, ready to continue reading. He had read almost all the books in the library, except for the bookshelf in the corner.

He is looking forward to it.

But things went counterproductive.

There are a few scattered books on this bookshelf. They are all miscellaneous books. They are travel notes about some places in the Daluo Dynasty. They are similar to travel guides. They are not interesting at all.

"This is gone?"

Li Guanqi still had some unfinished ideas.

He also wanted to know more about spells.

"Buzz-"

Just as Li Guanqi was about to leave, the dozen or so terrifying hornets that were originally guarding the library but had been instigated by him to rebel, all surrounded him.

"Is there a book I haven't read yet?"

Li Guanqi learned what they wanted to express from their thoughts.

"Where?"

He was a little surprised, "I came here one by one, and there were no leaks at all."

"Buzz-"

One of the hornets flew out directly. With its fist-sized body, it struggled to squeeze in behind the last bookshelf, but the bookshelf was against the wall and it couldn't squeeze in at all.

Seeing this, Li Guanqi directly lifted the bookshelf and moved it slightly outside.

"oh?"

He raised his eyebrows.

I saw a thin purple book behind the bookshelf, stuck between the bookshelf and the wall. It must have fallen from the bookshelf.

"No cover?"

Li Guanqi picked it up, looked at the pure purple book cover, and couldn't help but be stunned.

There are so many books in this library, all of them look like publications, with beautiful covers and regular handwriting. They are either printed with movable type, or there is such a thing as a printer in this world.

But this purple book is more like a private note.

And that's exactly what happened.

Li Guanqi opened the page and found that many pages had been torn out of the notebook, and the movements were very rough, as if the person who tore the book was in a violent and furious mood.

However, these pages were not torn neatly, and he could find things like dates on many of the remaining pages.

like:

——4805, September 17, sunny.

"Master taught me the art of blood control and coagulation, but I..."

No more, the bottom of this page has been torn out.

Another example:

——4805, September 28, yin, blood moon day.

"The red moon is very beautiful. My master taught me the blood regeneration technique tonight. Let me just say that magicians always use blood to perform spells. Doesn't that mean that after one injection, all the blood in the body will be gone along with the spiritual power, and...

…”

Li Guanqi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this.

He can also do the blood regeneration technique.

However, the blood that is quickly produced is blood without spiritual power, just to prevent the conjurer from losing too much blood.

The pages at the back are very torn, and most of them can't even read the date.

"Whoosh-"

Li Guanqi took this purple diary and kept flipping through it.

When I turned to the last few pages, I finally saw a relatively complete one, at least half of the page was left.

——4809, April 28, yin, blood moon day.

"I succeeded! I have been promoted to the third level! Hahahahahaha! From now on, I will also be a three level magician. I am only one step away from the big realm. I can catch up with the master and become a four elephant level like him.

Big shot!”

"A three-level conjurer who is less than twenty years old. Sure enough, as the master said, I am the son of Tongyou and I am destined to become the most powerful conjurer!"

"I will definitely go back to the Imperial Capital in the future to let my father know how great his son is!"

Li Guanqi held a purple diary, his pupils narrowed.

Three talents...

Tongyou...

Wei Mo is actually Tongyou’s son!

When he was less than twenty years old, he had already become a third-level magician!

"How is that possible?"

Li Guanqi clutched the purple diary in his hand, his face full of bewilderment.

If Wei Mo had already become a three-level magician when he was less than twenty years old, then why is he reduced to a half-step one-level magician now that he is so old?

Maybe……

The answer will be revealed soon.

Li Guanqi looked at the last few pages of the purple diary and frowned slightly.

He twisted the page and found that the back was definitely torn into a thick pile, because the pile of broken pages at the back was almost an inch thick.

"Wow——"

Turn the page completely.

"I don't hate him."

What caught my eye was an undated handwriting.

"It was Master who took me out of the imperial capital and allowed me to live a life of respect for thirteen years without any discrimination or supercilious looks."

"It was he who gave me light and led me away from darkness."

Keep turning the page.

"My spiritual power is draining."

Keep turning the page.

"I fell from the Five Elements level to the Four Elephants level."

Keep turning the page.

"The core of my spell was broken, and I fell down to one level."

Keep turning the page.

"I haven't written a diary in many years. I'm... very old."

Keep turning the page.

"asshole!!!!!!!"

Li Guanqi was stunned.

There were only two words on this page, and the handwriting suddenly became extremely sloppy, completely different from the neat handwriting on the previous pages.

Keep turning the page.

"I'm only eighty-two years old. I used to be a five-element-level magician! But now I can't even walk... I want... I want to transplant the curse insects into my body, damn it! I used to be a magician.

Son of Tongyou! How can I value such low-level things as cursed insects!"

Keep turning the page.

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!!!"

"If that old blind man hadn't taken away my blood, I should have become Jiugong... No! It's Wuliang! I should have become an infinite spellcaster! I should be pursuing the road to immortality! Bastard!

!!”

"asshole!!!"

"How could he do this! How could he!!!"

"It shouldn't be... it shouldn't be..."

"I shouldn't have eaten the cursed bugs fed by the old blind man back then. If I hadn't eaten, the blood that leads to the underworld wouldn't have been taken away from me..."

"I regret so much..."

“I hate it so much!!!”

This is the diary, only the last page remains.

"Wow."

The pages of the book are turned.

——May 14, 4870, sunny.

"The weather is very good today.

This is the last time I write a diary. I am almost dying of old age and I have figured it out.

Let the past pass.

Before I die, I will find an apprentice to teach me what I have learned in this life, and then I will die peacefully.

That’s it.”

"..."

Li Guanqi held the purple diary with many pages torn out, his eyes complicated.

I see.

Things have become very clear.

The former Wei Mo was also the son of Tongyou.

Perhaps, it was precisely because he killed Wei Mo, who was once the son of Tongyou, in the simulator that he received the [Tongyou (Purple)] talent reward given by the simulator.

Wei Mo was imprisoned by Wei Guozhu of the Daluo Dynasty, but was taken away by the one-armed old blind man and became a magician.

But reality is not a fairy tale.

No one will be nice to you for no reason.

The one-armed old blind man took Wei Mo away with absolutely... evil intentions!