God Simulator

King Shabao maintains the habit of resting four hours a day.

It doesn't actually require sleep.

The Mimic will remain motionless, using its body as a trap to lure various humans or other life forms closer to it.

Every Mimic is a natural-born hunter. They can remain motionless for days or months, waiting for their prey to lose their defenses and vigilance and fall into the trap step by step.

Greedy and curious openers will always try to touch the treasure chest to open it.

At this time, the Mimic Monster will attack violently, swallow the prey into the box in one mouthful, and lock it inside. No matter how hard the prey struggles, it can't escape until it agrees to all the Mimic's demands.

In fact, the Mimic doesn't really want much.

They like hunting and treasures, and if the slaves in the box can pay enough chips, the Mimics don't mind giving them their freedom.

If it is a powerful and invincible prey, the treasure chest will run away. Their natural speed allows them to escape danger and avoid falling prey.

Mimic monsters search for targets every day, pretend to hunt, and then change places to continue luring prey.

When disguised as a treasure chest, they trick themselves into believing they are an inanimate chest.

They must deceive themselves in order to deceive others. At this time, they will fall into a state of confusion and will not show the slightest abnormality.

"Why do you want to sleep? Sleeping doesn't bring any improvement to the Mimic."

Ice Fog Box advised Sha Baowang: "If you have that time to hunt, you might be able to catch prey."

“It’s about bringing people into their lives and trying to figure out what they’re thinking.”

King Shabao explained: "It will be increasingly difficult to catch people in the future just by traditional methods. I try to find their flaws and habits from their perspective and lifestyle."

A cloud of white mist rose from the ice-mist box: "What have you figured out after all these years?"

King Sha Bao was silent for a while: "People are greedy."

“With a seashell, they will want a second and third one; with a treasure chest, they will want to open it and take it for themselves; sleeping makes them feel comfortable, and they will often sleep in... People Endless love.”

"Then have you figured out a new way to hunt hunters?"

"Not yet."

"Then remember to tell me if you think of it. I have to go hunting. There have been many tourists from other places in the Eternal City recently, which is a good opportunity for an ambush."

King Shabao watched the ice fog box jump and jump into a pile of ice.

The ice fog box shook off some broken ice, revealing a corner of the silver treasure box on the surface, pretending to be squeezed by the ice and brought to the world.

King Sha Bao was a little depressed.

It's not finished yet.

There are many disadvantages to traditional hunting.

According to the investigation conducted by Sand Treasure King, the hunting success rate of the 14 Mimic Monsters that have been active around the Eternal City for a long time has dropped from 20% two years ago to 8%. However, in the desert further away, the hunting success rate of Mimic Monsters is not as good as before. to 4%.

It is even more difficult to succeed in places close to Shacheng and Bailing tribal villages, because many people there are knowledgeable and experienced, and the Mimic Monsters no longer haunt those areas.

Ice Fog Box thinks: "Then we should focus more on hunting. More time and more hunting times can we maintain the prey in the past."

That's not the case at all.

It is the Yao people who have become more and more familiar with the Mimic Monsters, but the Mimic Monsters do not yet understand the Yao people well enough.

Yes, there will be greedy and lucky people who fall for it - there always will be. But with the continuous propaganda of the Yao people, the abilities and hunting methods of the Mimic Monsters are no longer a secret.

In the past, the enemy was in the dark and we were in the dark. Now, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark. The situation is not good.

If this continues, it will be a matter of time before the Mimics become prey.

King Shabao sighed.

Knowing this harsh current situation doesn't seem to be of much use. It can only adopt the traditional method of squatting and waiting for a destined person to appear.

…

Today, many people came in and out of the border area between the Kingdom of Mist and the Desert, but they only pointed at the Sand Treasure King who was stuck in the sand.

"Is that a Mimic? I heard that in order to attract people, they often lie down in various places and pretend that there are treasures in the box. It's really hard to make a living."

"This is an old trick from ten years ago, and it's not easy to be fooled."

"It looks so pitiful. Why don't we give it some seashells?"

"The weather is so hot. If you keep exposing it to the sun, the Mimics' skin will crack, right? I heard that they are also made of flesh and blood."

Two young men came over and placed a clay pot filled with water not far from King Sha Bao, along with two seashells.

Wait until they leave completely.

Only then did King Sha Bao shake the sand and jump up.

hateful!

How dare you look down on Mimics!

King Shabao wanted to kick the kettle to pieces, but in the end, he put the pottery pot and seashells into his box.

The situation is stronger than the people. The hunting market is not good now, so if you can get some, it's better.

Just when King Shabao was about to call it a day and find a place to sleep, a figure came towards here.

It immediately switches to treasure chest form.

The visitor was wrapped in a black robe. He stumbled in the desert, looking tired and weak. The strange thing is that his body is very soft, as if he has no bones.

He came closer.

Chance!

coming!

King Sha Bao held his breath and concentrated.

The man in black robe sat next to the treasure chest, breathing heavily.

Just when King Shabao was about to make a violent attack, the other party suddenly said: "You are a Mimic, right?"

He doesn't have a Shacheng accent, nor does he sound like someone from Yao. His Yao accent is very strong.

"I won't live much longer."

The other party said: "You can eat me and I'll give it to you, so at least it won't be wasted."

King Shabao will not be able to deal with this.

Should you eat or not eat now?

Eat it, it feels a bit bullying, bullying a terminally ill person, which is not in line with its style.

King Shabao has a lofty goal, which is to eventually become a box god and rank among the temple statues as the right-hand man of the supreme god Yao.

It knows it's very difficult.

But if Mimics don’t have ideals, what’s the difference between them and rotten boxes?

King Sha Bao has always wanted to use his upright strength and superb skills to capture prey, show his ability and value, and finally be discovered by Lord Yao from among his peers.

From the words of this person seeking death, King Shabao heard a sense of self-abasement and lifelessness.

It reminds me of some Mimics.

King Shabao said, we have to find ways to change the status quo. Everyone can think of ways and give each other ideas. They just said, what's the use?

That's the tone.

King Sha Bao snorted coldly.

"Mimics are not trash cans. If you want to commit suicide, you should find another place."

The other party was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say that the Mimic monsters dress up as treasure boxes just to eat people?"

Then the man felt sad: "Hey, even the Mimics don't want to eat me... I really am a waste."

King Shabao originally wanted to curse a few words, but considering that the other party was already terminally ill, he thought about it and let it go.

It said: "Life is not easy for any race, you have to stand up for yourself."

"But I will die soon. My body is constantly dissolving."

The man in black robe sat on the ground and coughed up a large mouthful of blood on the ground.

His name is Blood Fang, he comes from the world of Blood Hills, and he is a young Blood Ancestor in Ice Lake City.

The Blood Ancestor could transform into a Blood Demon through genetic activation potion, but the Blood Fang failed. Not only did it fail to be promoted to Blood Demon, but it fell into an extremely weak state.

A normal blood demon will be huge in size, able to condense and store a large amount of blood elements and blood, and possess a strong body and the top power of the blood clan.

However, Xueya's body was smaller than during the Blood Ancestor period, becoming more slender and weaker.

Its whole body alternated between cold and hot, and the blood in its body split into two strands. The two kinds of blood were like two spirally wound ropes, pulling at each other crazily, making Xueya miserable.

Xueya would keep trembling and coughing up blood. The blood in his body would become less and less, and it would be difficult for his body to stabilize into a human form.

What's even more terrifying is that its blood will contaminate and assimilate the blood and blood elements in the blood pool.

The Blood Demon and Blood Ancestor of Ice Lake City repeatedly checked its condition and invited the Yao tribe's most experienced vampire doctor to treat it.

Everyone's final conclusion was that this was a never-before-seen type of hematotoxemia that would cause contamination of blood pools and even blood lakes, and there was no cure.

Xueya chose the latter between permanent imprisonment and leaving, and went all the way to Sand City, preparing to end his life in the Eternal City, where the glacier was a toxin paradise.

His symptoms got worse along the way and he became lethargic. Reluctantly reaching the edge of the Kingdom of Mist, Blood Fang has tried its best and may collapse at any time now.

After hearing Xueya's situation, King Shabao didn't even dare to move.

This guy is a poisonous person. If he eats it, will he be in trouble? Although Mimic monsters are special beings, they also have blood.

"Eat me, help me, it hurts, it hurts, just help me die early. I can't tolerate myself dying without any value, it's too wasteful, at least let me fill your belly!"

As he said that, Xueya started to lift the lid of the box, trying to get in.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, calm down!"

Xueya was covered in blood.

King Shabao broke into a cold sweat.

It already felt something bad. It seemed that its body was becoming stiff, sometimes hot and cold, and its body was shaking all the time.

Xueya coughed another mouthful of blood on the treasure chest.

At the critical moment of life and death, King Shabao suddenly thought of a way.

"I can save you!"

"How can it be……"

"some!"

King Shabao tried hard to stabilize the frantic Xueya: "As long as you go in and freeze you with ice, you can delay death! This has been proven to be effective! Just on the ice field of the Kingdom of Fog, there are people who are completely frozen life, and finally melted the ice and found that he was still alive!"

"The blood clan has tenacious vitality and will definitely be useful there!"

"This can also delay death until doctors find a way to treat you! This method will definitely work!"

Xueya was stunned and thought for a while.

"You just don't want to eat me, right?"

"...I just think it's not necessary. You still have hope of living."

"You're such a good person."

Xueya said gratefully: "I will not forget you. If I can still live, I will definitely repay you. But now I can't walk, can you take me there?"

King Sha Bao nodded quickly.

The targets of Mimic Monsters are normal prey, poisonous lunatics whom no one wants to mess with.

So, King Shabao carried Xueya all the way into the Kingdom of Mist. However, before entering the Kingdom of Mist, the Blood Fang completely melted and turned into a coagulated blood clot that seeped into the treasure chest.

These blood clots turn into connected blood-colored crystals at low temperatures.

King Shabao wanted to cry but had no tears.

If you want to die, you can hold on until you die here. It’s just such a small distance...

King Shabao returned to the hot desert and tried to clean out the bloody teeth in his box. However, the viscous blood and blood elements recovered slightly and penetrated into the box, scaring the Mimics into running wildly back to the cold Land of Fog.

It had no other choice and came all the way to the Eternal Fountain.

Here is a knight under the command of a god.

He has been standing here since the Kingdom of Mist opened. The Blood Knight watched with his own eyes the awakening of the Nibelungen clan, watched the birth of the three Frost Giant brothers, and silently watched this strange country.

King Shabao prayed in front of the knight standing with his sword: "Glorious Lord Blood Knight, I, King Shabao, the treasure chest monster, please give me guidance. I was infiltrated into the box by a blood ancestor suffering from blood poisoning... …”

"Please tell me what I should do."

The blood knight remained motionless, and an emotionless voice came from the armor.

"die."

King Sha Bao was filled with despair.

"No."

King Shabao survived from despair.

It is true that the Apostle split one sentence into two paragraphs.

It said respectfully: "Lord Blood Knight, I have always been a loyal follower of Yao God, but now I find that the Mimic family is in trouble. I can't find a way. Can you point us to a way?"

The Blood Knight said: "If you can't beat us, join us."

"..."

King Sha Bao found it a bit difficult to accept.

But after he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he found that this was a method.

…

Two days later, a Mimic appeared in the Immortal City. It is not motionless like other Mimics pretending to be an ancient treasure chest, but is actively jumping around on the road.

A flag is raised on the treasure chest.

the flag read.

"You can open the box once by investing 10 seashells, and you can take away any treasure inside! Clean up the inventory, come early and get it early, while supplies last!"

A large number of people came uninvited and even lined up to get close to it, waiting one by one to be deceived by it.

The Shabao King rose to fame.