God Simulator

Nong Lei liked fighting since he was a child.

He has more enthusiasm for fighting than his peers.

After finishing the small amount of farm work, Nong Lei will think about how to use the terrain environment, how to bluff, how to oppress the enemy, and how to take advantage of his flexibility.

He made a wooden man imitating the human body and used it as an imaginary enemy to practice fighting.

When I was young, this kind of thing would be popular among many children.

As we get older, there are fewer and fewer friends who fight. When we have time, we turn over the soil and farm, or go to the city to find a job, or even lie on the ridge of the field to bask in the sun.

Everyone said: "Nong Lei, it's time for you to wake up."

"You can't get into the seminary, and you can't get into the city guard either. Farm the land well, save some money, get a wife, and stop thinking so wildly."

Nonglei never passed the seminary exam.

He was sick from birth, with frequent coughs and occasional chest pains. Therefore, his father usually does not let him do heavy farm work, and only hopes that he can take good care of his body.

Therefore, Nong Lei is freer and more relaxed than farm children of the same age. He has a lot of time to run in the fields, practice boxing and kicking, and hone his fighting skills - at least that's what he thinks.

Nong Lei targeted the martial arts master Yanjiu.

He firmly believed that he would become a martial monk, and then he would start traveling around the world, fighting various extraordinary beings and monsters, and fighting for his life.

But the death of his father put the burden of reality on his shoulders.

Nong Lei had to work in the fields like other farmers every day. The heavy farm work left him with nothing to think about for a long time.

As others said, all he could think about was saving more money, repairing the thatched house that always leaked on rainy days, and having enough money to buy some wine, and marry a woman, and live like this.

Only in his spare time would he beat wooden figures again.

This joy is simple and pure.

As the intensity of field labor continues to increase, farmers begin to cough up blood frequently. In order to treat the disease, he spent all his savings, but was told by the doctor that the disease was currently difficult to cure and might relapse again.

At this time, Crystal City began to recruit people, saying that they were looking for someone to take care of the rose garden.

Nong Lei passed by carrying the wooden man on his back.

In the new city, he started all over again.

The farmer fixed the wooden man outside the broken hut. He was never alone because he was always fighting against the wooden man. In the eyes of many people, he is a weirdo.

On his first trip out of the city, he was attacked by killing migratory locusts.

Nong Lei did not escape immediately. He relied on a wooden stick he carried with him and successfully killed six locusts.

The entire fighting process had been rehearsed hundreds of times when fighting wooden figures on the farm base. When he looked at the insect corpses at his feet, his body couldn't help but tremble.

worth it.

The years of practice are worth it.

Nong Lei clenched his fists.

His move was immediately met with crazy retaliation from the locust swarm. In the end, Nong Lei was seriously injured and died in the Crystal City.

After becoming a ghost warrior, Nong Lei launched a revenge against the locust swarm.

Many years later, Nong Lei has become a well-known locust killer in Crystal City. If anyone needs to pass through the locust infested area, they will always want to hire him as a bodyguard.

After killing the 10,000th killing locust, Nong Lei put aside this grudge.

There is no point in continuing to kill. He is already too familiar with the locust swarms, and repeating monotonous battles can no longer bring him any progress.

He needs new opponents.

So Nong Lei once again carried the wooden man on the road, and he came all the way to the gate of the Martial Arts Association in Yancheng. Now he can finally hold his head high, become a member of this place, and fulfill his past promises.

The new era has quietly arrived, but it has changed many things.

Nong Lei once sparred with a middle-aged martial monk in Crystal City.

The opponent is very strong and it will be difficult for him to win.

"You are strong."

After the martial monk stopped, he said: "You should become an armor-bearer. Put on the latest twin city armor and equip it with a sophisticated weapon. You will be much stronger than you are now."

Nong Lei expressed that he wanted to become a martial monk.

The martial monk did not express any objection, but asked him: "What is the fastest way to kill an extraordinary person?"

Nong Lei thought carefully and said, "Set a trap and attack by surprise."

The other party shook his head: "It's a black rose."

"The killer black rose is a forbidden weapon cultivated by the apostle Pinkman. It is also the strongest extraordinary rose variety at present. As long as the killer mode is turned on, the black rose can instantly kill enemies within ten steps."

The martial monk grabbed a branch and pointed lightly towards Nong Lei.

"That's it, you're dead."

Nong Lei was shocked: "Can't you resist?"

"Don't think about competing with Black Rose for reaction speed."

The other party said with a serious face: "The killer black rose can detect you when you stare at it. All you see is its shadow, but you cannot judge its true position. It will accurately pierce the target's heart or brain, completing A fatal blow."

The martial monk dropped the branch and laughed at himself: "No matter how strong the martial monk is, without sophisticated equipment, his body cannot resist the fatal attack of the black rose. This is the current situation."

"The traditional path of martial monks has fallen far behind."

"At least in this era, the armored warrior is the stronger path."

"Young man, listen to the advice, eat enough, and become a soldier."

Nong Lei just said: "I want to try."

Compared to the Twin Cities at the center of the world, Crystal City is still a far away place. Everything is still relatively slow, and many changes have been delayed, so the huge changes of the times cannot yet be seen.

But after arriving at Yancheng, the base camp of the martial monks, Nong Lei finally realized why the martial monks said that.

An ordinary armor-bearing soldier can evenly compete with a farmer. The opponent is just a twenty-year-old young man who has only held armor for the first year.

What young people rely on is the latest Twin Cities Armor, Tempered Sword and Hundred-fold Shield.

Needless to say, the Twin Cities Armor has a great reputation and is synonymous with strong defense.

The tempered sword is a fine iron sword with fire elements attached to it. It is sharp and tough, and also has burning damage.

The Hundred-fold Shield is forged from fine copper ingots and has excellent resistance to blows. It is also attached with the earth element, which can greatly reduce damage.

The biggest reason for the popularity of these pieces of equipment among armored warriors is the birth of the steam furnace, which greatly reduced the manpower required for forging and smelting, and only then did a large-scale explosion of sophisticated equipment occur.

Nong Lei couldn't help but be confused.

Is individual life-and-death extreme practice really meaningless?

After a brief moment of doubt, he confirmed himself.

Absolutely not.

Nong Lei observed in Yancheng and found that the armored soldiers here are indeed outstanding in combat, but most of the armored soldiers do not have rich combat experience. They can deter potential criminals and extraordinary people just by virtue of their reputation.

If they are caught in an encounter and unable to wear armor, they will be extremely vulnerable.

In comparison, martial monks have no such worries at all.

Because the path of a martial monk is to constantly challenge the limit, and regard attacks and dangers as a daily occurrence, bare hands are the fighting posture of a martial monk.

The advantages and disadvantages of the two extraordinary paths remain unchanged.

Armored soldiers are easy to train. The stronger the equipment, the stronger they are, but their individual combat capabilities and encounters are weak.

The number of martial monks is small, they do not rely on props, and their individual comprehensive abilities are strong. However, when they are besieged, they will be in danger due to their extreme-challenging style.

Nowadays, the requirements for martial arts monks have become extremely relaxed. As long as you show your ability, you can register.

After Nong Lei registered as a martial arts monk, he walked out of the association's dilapidated gate. The dilapidation and desolation inside were more serious than he imagined.

He was standing on the streets of Yancheng.

On the street are citizens wearing various costumes chatting with each other.

The armored soldiers held swords and shields and patrolled the stone road with neat steps.

The city resounded with hisses one after another, and a layer of moist and light white mist lingered on the streets. The steam furnaces were working continuously, like the beating heart of the city.

Nong Lei couldn't help but think.

If it were Mr. Shiohisa, what would he do?

Can a fist of flesh and blood still compete with a man of steel?

Just when he was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Mr. Nong Lei, are you interested in participating in an event?"

The speaker was a tall and thin man, wearing a bright green coat, holding a silver cane, and wearing a wide-brimmed black hat, the brim of which completely obscured his appearance.

"This event is called the "Martial Arts Conference". Only extraordinary people with bare hands can participate. All extraordinary people from all over the world who meet the requirements will be invited. The final winner will receive a special reward from the gods."

Nong Lei was stunned: "Martial arts conference? Who are you?"

"I'm just a messenger."

The other party pressed the brim of his hat and said: "If you are interested, please prepare well these days and recharge your batteries. The conference will start in a month. I hope you can have a good result."

After that, he turned around and left, and disappeared after a few steps.

Nong Lei couldn't see how the other party left.

After a while, his heart became hot again.

Martial monks from all over the world gathered together to decide who was the strongest.

Just thinking of this made him feel itchy and full of strength.

I wish all readers good luck in the Year of the Rabbit and everything goes well~