"He knows how to do good and is willing to help others..."

Tang Zecheng rubbed his temples, which were sore and swollen due to the memory infusion, and sighed.

This simulated personality is indeed philanthropic. Even if he doesn’t have enough money to spend, he will buy sweets for children and help female students who are short of money.

However, he didn't ask the other party if he needed help at all.

Just like the little girl, she had a mouth full of cavities and was being taught by her parents not to eat sweets. As a result, the simulated character bought a lot of sweets for her and stuffed them in. The little girl was confused, and then she was severely beaten by her father.

Taught him a harsh lesson.

And the old lady with weak legs and feet. She finally crossed the road, but was forcibly sent back to the starting point by the simulated personality, and she almost got a medical miracle out of anger.

"Can such a personality be called helpful?" Tang Zecheng felt something was wrong and felt that there was something wrong with his willingness to help others.

The so-called good deeds done by the simulated personality are like if I think you need help, you must need help!

I just want what I feel.

I always feel that his philanthropic attitude is more terrifying than the Virgin...

After calming down, Tang Zecheng glanced at the beautiful teacher who was still giving lectures. Seeing that the teacher was speaking very seriously, he continued to simulate,

[If you are willing to help others and do one good deed every day, your life will get better and better]

[After school that day, you just walked out of the school gate, and you were keen to find someone following you behind you]

[You deliberately walked to a rarely visited street and attracted all the people who were following you]

[You find out that the person following you is Mr. Fujiwara’s suitor, Takashi Murakami, and he also has several younger brothers]

Screen presentation.

In a narrow alley, Tang Zecheng calmly looked at the people in front of him and formed a confrontation with them.

"I think I told you not to get close to Aoi again, otherwise you won't even have a chance to regret it," Murakami Takashi put his hands in his pockets and looked at Karasawa with a hanging expression.

Behind him, a group of younger brothers were gearing up, ready to take action at any time.

Faced with such a scene, Tang Zecheng shook his head and sighed: "You are really not a good boy."

"Good boy?"

Murakami couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if he had heard some joke.

What are you talking about? Are you scared?

If you had known that you would be afraid, don't resist me!

It's too late to regret now.

Murakami Takashi put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked away with a faint voice: "Teach him a lesson so that he will never dare to approach my Aoi again."

Murakami Takashi's footsteps became farther and farther away, and the younger brothers became excited and surrounded Tang Zecheng.

Anyway, with Murakami taking care of it, you don’t have to worry about going to jail if you become disabled. After all, someone in Murakami’s family is a high-ranking official in the Metropolitan Police Department.

After a while,

There were bursts of screams coming from the alley.

Murakami Takashi was walking coolly when he heard the screams coming from behind. He was quite happy at first, but then he frowned. The screams seemed a bit familiar.

He turned his head slightly and found a little brother running out of the alley, crawling and crying.

Murakami was stunned for a moment, his pupils narrowed slightly, he immediately realized something was wrong, turned around and ran away without even a second's hesitation.

Just ten seconds later.

After Tang Zecheng taught all the boys a lesson, he turned his wrist and walked out of the alley.

Looking at Murakami's running back, he touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

Sure enough, such a bad boy still needs to be educated properly before he can change his ways!

He has no intention of retaliating against Murakami-san. He just wants Murakami-san to change his ways and become a good person. Just like those gangsters who violently collect debts, especially the yellow-haired young man named Inoue Takehiko, who donated money to the Love Hospital.

I have paid more than five million, and now I am very caring.

I believe that Inoue will never forget the good deeds he has done during this period. He will remember them for the rest of his life. This is his reward! The reward of being a good person and doing good deeds!!

Then, next, we need to help Murakami-san become a good child.

Memory ends.

Tang Zecheng couldn't help but sigh, this guy is really helpful!

It's just that his way of thinking is a little too outrageous.

The simulation continues.

[You decided to help Murakami-san in school change his ways, so you opened a machine in the Internet cafe and found out the details of Murakami-san’s home by invading Murakami-san’s computer]

[Murakami-san’s father is 49 years old and his position is a police inspector. He is one of only 38 people in the police force and is the second-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department.]

[You lament that Murakami, who comes from a family of policemen, has actually gone down a wrong path. This is really a lack of education and is also the responsibility of the parents]

[You invaded Murakami-san’s father’s computer through the Internet again, and unexpectedly saw a lot of illegal information from it]

[You found out that Murakami’s mother also had many medical accidents in the hospital, but she just relied on her connections to suppress them]

[You also discovered that Murakami-san’s father was doing dirty deals secretly. Even Murakami-san’s dog was not a good dog. It bit the neighbor’s puppy to death]

[You lamented that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked. Unexpectedly, the Murakami family had problems, so you decided to help Murakami and his family correct their evil ways]

[You spent several days formulating the (Murakami-san’s family rescue plan)]

[You first decided to rely on the power of public opinion to send Murakami’s father to prison so that he could be reformed there. This is the first step in reforming his evil ways]

[You stole all the illegal information about Murakami’s father, and then started to build momentum on the Internet, releasing evidence bit by bit, thereby creating strong public opinion]

[Murakami-san’s father used tactics to try to suppress the news you spread, but you kept changing places and accounts to publish evidence, and they could never catch you, nor could they lock your IP address]

[In the end, public opinion fermented and could not be suppressed at all. The Metropolitan Police Department arrested Murakami-san’s father under the pressure of public opinion]

[The next day, while the public opinion was still hot, you posted the inside evidence of Murakami’s mother’s medical accident on the Internet, and sent Murakami’s mother to prison]

[You sneaked into Murakami’s house at night, stole the Murakami’s bulldog, and threw it on the street]

[You call the people at the stray dog ​​shelter and tell them that there is a ferocious stray dog ​​here, and ask them to take the bulldog into the stray dog ​​shelter and rehabilitate it]

[Do you think that whether it is a human or a dog, as long as it becomes bad, it must be reformed, change its evil ways, and become a human and a dog again]

[Murakami-san’s family, including the dog, must all undergo transformation neatly]

[So you fabricated the video and evidence that Murakami-san once hit someone with a speeding car and killed him. While his parents were in prison, you sent Murakami-san to prison so that their family could undergo reform together.]

[Looking at the police car in the distance, you thought that after Murakami and his classmates correct their evil ways, they will understand how much you have helped them and how happy it is to be good people]

[I did another good thing today, and my goal of doing one good thing every day was achieved]

Seeing this, Tang Zecheng was a little amazed and couldn't help but sigh: "Why are all the routes I simulated so weird?"

He originally thought that this route of being kind and helpful to others would be the route of the Holy Father... and it was indeed very similar at first.

But I didn’t expect that the simulated personality’s willingness to help others was so outrageous.

However, I have to be amazed that this guy was able to defeat a police inspector by himself. He was the second-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department!

It may seem like just a few sentences, but the intrigue and intrigue within it must be as intense as a hurricane...

Do I want my simulator personality to be so powerful?

After a few words of surprise, Tang Zecheng continued to look down.

Then he was even more surprised... He found that his imagination was still too shallow.
Chapter completed!