"Forget it, let's continue the simulation first."

Han Zhao did not study further, because he would find out later if he tried again.

"System, synthesized entry 'life simulation'."

[Synthesize once, consume 15 reminder fragments and 2 taels of gold. You will definitely get a one-time basic entry 'Life Simulation'; the probability of getting a white entry increases by 1%]

"What's going on? Why did the price increase? And this is..."

Han Zhao noticed that there were a few lines of text behind the system panel.

[If you want to become stronger, you must get krypton gold! 】

[The synthesis price increases as the level increases. The more krypton gold, the higher the probability of obtaining high-level entries. 】

[There is a chance that advanced entries will appear when ten consecutive words are combined.]

"Good guy, why don't you come with me to another world, where are the Xin Yue members?!"

Looking at the prompts in front of him, Han Zhao couldn't hold back any longer.

"yes."

[I have obtained the one-time basic entry "Life Simulation", do you want to start the simulation? 】

According to the situation of the last simulation, he has no system in the simulation and cannot get stuck in bugs.

Bawang Boxing Academy ranks first among the many martial arts schools in Black Rock City.

If his qualifications were so poor, he would have to choose a less difficult martial arts school.

Thinking of this, Han Zhao started the simulation.

[At the age of sixteen, your father died. Fuyuan Escort Bureau suffered heavy losses and moved out of Black Rock City. Your health-preserving skills have reached the first level of success. 】

[You go to the ‘Shaking Mountain Boxing Academy’, use the ‘Qiansi Yin’ technique as tuition, and become a martial arts apprentice. 】

[After five months, you will reach the skin training level, and you will be at the lower level among all apprentices. 】

[At the age of twenty-three, you relied on Shanshanquan to break through to the bone training realm, and the health-preserving formula reached the first level of perfection. You chose to be a member of the 'Tianyue Gang' and 'Lianfeng Villa', two small and medium-sized forces, and received 15 taels of silver a year.

, take action once.]

[At the age of twenty-four, you feel that your cultivation speed is getting slower and slower, and the demand for resources increases sharply. 】

[In order to make more money, you helped the ‘Tianyue Gang’ grab territory and made a lot of money. 】

[During a battle, you were blinded by a sneak attack by a bone-training warrior who sprinkled lime on you, and then you were shot by a poisoned sleeve arrow, and finally stabbed to death with a knife.]

Good guy, lime, sleeve arrow, poison, sneak attack.

Don't talk about martial ethics.

A role model for my generation!

Han Zhao looked at the information in the simulation and felt that he was a little eager for quick success this time.

However, in the last simulation, he barely managed to break through to the bone training realm at the age of twenty-five, his potential was exhausted, and he could barely learn the health-preserving techniques.

This time it was simulated that he would break through to the bone training realm at the age of twenty-three, two years ahead of schedule.

Obviously, in addition to the lower difficulty of Shanshanquan, the true energy of the health-preserving formula also plays a big role.

From this point of view, if you have attribute points, you can give priority to adding some health-preserving techniques, which can speed up the progress of external training methods.

[The simulation is over, you can choose one of the following]

[1. Obtain the entry (optional)]

[2. Obtain attribute points]

[3. Obtain any part of life experience]

[Current balance: 1 tael of gold]

"Hmm? Can I choose the entry?"

At this time, Han Zhao discovered that [Option 1], which could not be selected before, was no longer gray and displayed as selectable.

How to choose this?

In the long run, improving his qualifications can fundamentally speed up his cultivation.

In his previous life, when he bought hooks, the entries in them were all very perverted. Even the white entries, there were many good ones. He didn't believe that he was so abnormal.

Take a gamble!

Han Zhao decided to choose the entry.

"Hoo~!" He took a deep breath, clasped his hands, looked at the sky piously, and muttered silently: "Bless me, cheap daddy! I will set up a memorial tablet for you right away, burn paper money for you, and lend you a life in the next life.

Once the lifespan of a hundred years is used, I will get a good entry, thank you very much!"

After praying, Han Zhao looked at the system panel and said silently: "I choose one."

[Obtain the entry ‘Sword and Sword’]

[Double Skills of Swords and Swords]: White entries, swordsmanship, and kendo qualifications are increased three times (can be upgraded to green entries through practice, and the upper limit is blue entries)

"It's really useful?!"

Han Zhao was startled. He quickly looked up at the sky, cupped his fists and said, "Cheap dad, I'll have to rely on you next time."

[Rather than counting on luck, it’s better to spend money to unlock more entries.]

"You really need money, right?" The prompt message in the corner of the panel made Han Zhao unable to complain.

But he immediately began to worry about whether it was better to learn swordsmanship or swordsmanship.

The sword is domineering.

The sword walks the royal road.

"In troubled times, you should rely on domineering to stand up."

After thinking for a moment, Han Zhao followed his inner thoughts and made a decision based on the current reality.

"Learn the sword!"

"Then use a knife to get money."

Just as he was told, Han Zhao went out to inquire about the situation.

For this kind of thing, you don't need to go to various martial arts schools. You only need to find the storyteller in the teahouse. The anecdotes in the major martial arts schools in Blackstone City are ready-made materials for the storyteller.

Han Zhao went all the way north and came to Yihefang.

There are more than a dozen villages in Black Rock City, each of which is equivalent to a small village, with basic living facilities.

Yihefang is adjacent to the inner city. There is a small restaurant inside and a storyteller in the lobby on the first floor.

For ten cents you can buy a pot of tea and you can listen to it for a whole day.

When Han Zhao arrived at the teahouse, there were only a few customers in the lobby on the first floor because it was still early.

An old man with white hair was sitting behind a wooden desk against the wall, drinking tea. He was wearing a green scribe's robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and in front of him was a stack of paper filled with tiny handwriting. He was the storyteller.

Han Zhao walked towards him.

When the white-haired old man saw a tall and elegant young man coming towards him, he put down the teapot, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Master, if you want to listen to the book, please sit down for a while. I haven't done it yet."

It’s time.”

With a smile on his face, Han Zhao made a fist-cup salute to the old man and said, "Old sir, you are polite. Han Zhao is indeed here to listen to books, but I also want to inquire about some things from the old man."

"My surname is Zheng, and others call me Lao Zheng." The white-haired old man said. He noticed that Han Zhaoxing was a martial artist, and he asked again: "Young Master wants to learn martial arts? So you ask about the martial arts school?"

Han Zhao smiled and said: "Exactly, Mr. Zheng, I want to learn sword skills, but I don't know which martial arts school teaches sword skills."

"Young master, you are asking the right person. Is this Black Rock City big or small? If you ask from one martial arts school to another, I'm afraid you will have to ask tomorrow." Hearing Han Zhao's name, Old Zheng's face flashed.

He smiled, but still glanced at the wooden tray aside.

Seeing this, Han Zhao took out ten copper plates from his arms and put them into the tray.

"Waiter, serve tea!"

Lao Zheng shouted to the waiter beside him.

"Sir, please take a seat, the tea will be delivered soon!" Xiao Er quickly came to the square table closest to Lao Zheng, wiped the already clean seat and table with the cloth hanging on his shoulder, and motioned for Han Zhao to sit down first.

"Yes." Han Zhao nodded and dragged the bench to Old Zheng's wooden case, "Old Zheng, please tell me."

Old Zheng twirled his beard, opened the folding fan, and fanned himself twice.

The cold wind blew against his face, and he shivered, put away the folding fan, and then said calmly:

"If the young master wants to learn weapons, the first place he recommends is the Overlord Boxing Academy. Although this martial arts school teaches boxing, as long as you pay enough money, you can learn the famous marksmanship of the 'Overlord Spear' Zhao Mo. This Zhao Mo is...

....."

"Mr. Zheng! Mr. Zheng! Please first talk about the martial arts school that teaches swordsmanship, and then talk about other martial arts schools." Han Zhao quickly interrupted Old Zheng's words. If he were to continue talking, I'm afraid there would be more people waiting for him.

, he has no time to talk about the real thing.
To be continued...