The Sims, My Alien Path

Luo Ruyun looked at this scene in horror, screaming and running towards the door: "No... This is impossible..."

"Want to escape?" Ling Tian smiled coldly, and his figure flashed, blocking Luo Ruyun in an instant. His eyes were full of cold murderous intent, "Since you miss my dear cousin so much, I will send you mother and son to reunite."

"No... Don't..." Luo Ruyun's knees softened and she knelt on the ground. She trembled and stretched out her hands and clasped them together, begging Ling Tian for mercy: "Please... I am your aunt..."

A trace of complex emotions flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness: "Now you remember that you are my aunt? Unfortunately... It's too late."

His palm was like an eagle claw, reaching out like lightning, grabbing Luo Ruyun's throat, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "You... You will not die well..."

"Crack..."

Ling Tian twisted it lightly, and Luo Ruyun's neck was broken, leaving only skin and flesh connected to the head. The body fell down softly, with resentment and fear in his eyes.

"It's so ugly!" Ling Tian looked down at Luo Ruyun's body with a cold expression, muttering to himself: "I don't know if I will die a good death, but you will definitely not survive."

"It's time to end this farce." Ling Tian turned his head and looked at the guards who had already escaped.

Ling Tian turned into the night death god, his figure was like a ghost, shuttling in the darkness, and soon killed the remaining guards.

The warehouse returned to silence, leaving only Ling Tian's slightly heavy breathing.

He looked around, his eyes fell on the unconscious Xiaoyao and others, and walked quickly to Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao, hold on..." Ling Tian said softly, carefully picking up Xiaoyao.

He checked the situation of the others again, confirmed that they were only injured and not in danger of life, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Tian hugged, lifted, carried and carried the six little guys on his body. Although it looks a bit embarrassing, this is the fastest way at present.

Walking out of the warehouse, the night wind blew on his face, bringing a hint of coolness. Ling Tian looked up at the sky, the stars were like countless eyes watching this land.

He took a deep breath, his eyes were firm: "Home..."

Ling Tian walked towards the charity hall with steady steps. The night gradually swallowed his figure, leaving only a string of footprints of varying depths.

...

The sun was blazing, and the streets of Chongshan City were rolling with heat waves.

However, in this quaint charity hall, it was a different world.

The sun shone through the old window lattices, casting tiny light and shadows on the mottled ground, and the dust floating in the air slowly danced in the beams, as if time had stopped here.

The old doctor bent over, and his wrinkled fingers gently rested on a child's wrist.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the beating of his pulse. His gray beard trembled slightly with his breathing, as if telling the vicissitudes of life.

Ling Tian stood aside, his eyes swept back and forth between the children, his hands clenched, his eyes full of anxiety.

Finally, the old doctor slowly stood up, and cast a tired but gentle gaze at Ling Tian.

"These children have some internal injuries, but they are not serious." He said in a hoarse voice: "I will prescribe a few prescriptions later. You take them on time and they will recover soon."

Ling Tian was relieved, took a long breath, and a relieved smile bloomed on his face.

"Great, thank you so much, doctor."

The old doctor stroked his beard, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched out, revealing a kind smile.

"No need to be so polite. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is the duty of a doctor." He paused, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he said: "But, young man, I am curious, how did these children get injured?"

Ling Tian's expression froze instantly, and he said in a low voice: "This... is a long story. Anyway, I didn't protect them well."

The old doctor looked at Ling Tian meaningfully and didn't ask any more questions.

He turned around and began to write the prescription. The rustling sound of his pen was particularly clear in the silent room.

After the old doctor left, Ling Tian began to boil the medicine.

He carefully put the medicinal materials into the pot, watching the curling hot steam rising from the water, and his heart was mixed with mixed feelings.

Night fell, and the charity hall was dark.

Ling Tian sat on a chair by the window, and a few rays of moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the shabby window, barely illuminating his well-defined face. His eyes were out of focus, as if he had penetrated the darkness in front of him and saw the distance.

Ling Tian's thoughts surged like a tide.

He recalled the recent events: he failed in his cultivation due to not being able to sense spiritual energy;

He accidentally saved Zhao Yanran and others when picking the thousand-year-old blood ginseng;

After killing Ling Yutang, after many days of fermentation,It happened. It attracted revenge from Luo Yongyi and others, and Xiaoyao and others were kidnapped...

"Alas..." Ling Tian sighed lightly, frowning. He muttered to himself: "If I could be more cautious, wouldn't this happen?"

This shouldn't have happened. After all, I have a simulator. As long as I simulate it, I can know what will happen in the future.

If something bad happens, I can also try to change the result.

The reason why this situation is now is because I changed the course of reality.

Since I got the immortal cultivation method, I have been thinking about immortal cultivation and left Chongshan City, which gave Luo Yongyi an opportunity.

Therefore, Ling Tian knows that changing some things in reality will indeed lead to changes in the future.

In other words, you can't rely entirely on the content in the simulation, and you must always be vigilant in reality.

"But after killing the Luo family, I'm afraid they won't give up..."

"Or..." Ling Tian's eyes flashed with a cold light, which then slowly dissipated. He whispered: "The Luo family is far away in the capital. It will take at least more than a month to get to the capital."

"It would be a pity to waste so much time to eradicate the problem."

"It's better to let you deliver the goods to my door and then solve the problem. After all, as long as I stay with Xiaoyao, she won't be in danger."

"Wait until I'm stronger, then destroy the Luo family. Let them live a few more days..."

After reviewing what happened this week, Ling Tian exhaled lightly, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

He raised his head slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at the ceiling with a somewhat empty look in his eyes.

Then, Ling Tian took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the simulator in front of him.

"Start simulation."

[Consumed simulation times 1, remaining simulation times 0]

[The 9th simulation starts! ]

[Because the last simulation evaluation was excellent, the talent to be drawn this time is blue talent, and the random talent is being drawn...]

When he saw the words "blue talent", Ling Tian's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"Haha, blue talent? It seems that my performance last time was not bad." There was a hint of pride in his tone.

"It seems that the higher the evaluation, the better the talent to be drawn. The last simulation was fruitful, and it really deserves my efforts to defeat the immortal cultivators with my mortal body."

"In the future, I must maintain a good score, so that my talent will get better and better."

Ling Tian thought of this and hurriedly looked at the blue talent to be drawn.

[Ding, congratulations on getting the blue talent: mermaid. ]

[Mermaid]: You are transformed into a stubborn fish with a pair of gills and can breathe freely in the water. You have a very high talent for swimming. Every time you swim in the water, you feel as if you have turned into a mermaid.

Ling Tian's smile froze instantly, his brows knitted, and his face was full of helplessness.

"What kind of talent is this?" He couldn't help but complain, "I chose not to be a human last time, and you gave me a talent that is not human?"

"Does the simulator extract different talents according to your own tendencies?"

"Last time I simulated myself to be a weird person, so I extracted talents with weird tendencies?" Ling Tian shook his head and laughed at himself.

"It seems that I have to think about what I need in the future before deciding which path to take..."

Ling Tian rubbed his temple and sighed: "Forget it, let's make the best of it. Anyway, I plan to continue to be a human this time. After all, with my current strength, I can't kill a cultivator at all."

The night deepened, and there was silence inside and outside the charity hall. The moonlight moved quietly, drawing a beautiful arc on the ground.

Ling Tian turned his eyes to the simulation panel.