Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

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The heavy rain in Kirishima continued unabated, with lightning flashing like dragons weaving through the clouds.

At this moment, Jiang Yueming stood in front of the steep mountain wall, looking up at a hard rock that resembled a bull's horn.

He knew that was the Light Demon Horn!

As long as he gets it, he can immediately leave this dangerous illusion!

"Rock climbing in the rain? That's something I haven't tried in ages."

Jiang Yueming observed the cliff face before him and said in a deep voice.

Rock climbing is an essential skill for field soldiers.

In his previous life, he was a special forces officer, and the three-dimensionality of this mountain wall was far from being difficult enough for him to find a way to work.

In the past, they mostly trained for rock climbing under the scorching sun or competed in climbing skills under the frost and wind.

There are relatively few people who brave the torrential rain to climb rocks.

"Hmm, this is a bit challenging." Jiang Yueming stepped forward, reached out and touched the cliff face, and said softly, "The rain has washed over the stone wall, and I can clearly feel that the cliff is much smoother. I have to be careful."

If the stone wall is too smooth, it will be difficult for fingers and soles of the feet to stay on the wall for support, because rainwater reduces the friction between them.

Without a body for support, rock climbing is nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Light Demon Horn, you wait for me."

Jiang Yueming raised her eyes and locked onto the sharp corner above, then used her hands and feet to start climbing upwards.

Despite climbing in the rain, his rhythm and movements were completely unaffected by the external environment.

After all, he had served in the army from the age of 12 until he was 23, nearly eleven years of military service, which had long forged a heart that was not afraid of difficulties and was tenacious and unyielding.

Could a mere rock climbing challenge him?

Soon, Jiang Yueming climbed to a spot just a few fingers' distance from the Light Demon Horn.

However, instead of immediately using brute force to remove the Light Demon Horn, he pulled out his hand and unleashed a red and blue light spot, which continuously emitted a strange radiance that illuminated the Light Demon Horn.

The black iron-like light demon horn seemed to be summoned by something, and it twisted its body desperately as it slowly emerged from the cliff.

Having learned from the simulation experience, Jiang Yueming felt no pressure when she actually tried it out.

I have to say, having a cheat code is really awesome!

"Ha, I finally got it."

Upon acquiring the Light Demon Horn, a chill ran through his palm. After examining it closely, Jiang Yueming found it utterly uninteresting.

These magic horns don't seem to be much different from ordinary cow horns.

But this seemingly insignificant little item took him a lot of effort.

"Very well, now that we have all three treasures, we can leave the illusion after the 29th day." Jiang Yueming put away the Good Light Demon Horn and slowly climbed down with his legs.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned to his previous dwelling place, used his spiritual energy to create a small fire, and took off all his wet clothes and threw them aside.

Most of those clothes were torn or charred by the lightning, making them unwearable.

Fortunately, the white undershirt underneath was not damaged, it was just completely soaked.

Otherwise, Jiang Yueming would be shirtless right now.

"Wind and Thunder Pearl, Water and Fire Source, Light Demon Horn"

"Great, everything's ready. Let's start simulating the illusion tomorrow!"

He glanced at the torrential rain outside, his eyelids suddenly felt heavy, a wave of weariness washed over him, and he immediately fell asleep.

Over the past few days, he has been busy collecting materials and has had very little real sleep.

He could no longer hold on, but a subtle change was taking place in his mind during his sleep.

Clusters of memories slowly coalesced into fragments in my brain, each fragment bearing a blurry human figure.

"Ah Quan, he's so young, how can you bear to send him away?"

"Li'er, you know that if we don't send him away, he'll die!"

In the midst of chaos, countless rays of light flowed into Jiang Yueming's eyes, gradually clearing his vision.

He heard a man and a woman talking, and for some reason the woman's voice caused him a pang of pain.

He instinctively opened his mouth but was surprised to find that he couldn't speak at all!

Not only could he not make a sound, but even the woman closest to him in his field of vision was blurry.

strange?

Could it be that I've been reborn?

It looks like I've been reborn as a baby.

In his previous life, he had read some online novels, and the situation he was facing now was exactly the same as in those novels.

So he wasn't too surprised, but listened intently to what his parents had to say.

"But...but he'll only be born tomorrow. I'm so afraid he'll be bullied in the future. Doesn't Ah Quan have any other options?"

"Li'er, if he isn't the chosen one, perhaps there's still a way."

"But... reality is always cruel. In this millennia-old conspiracy, in this grand scheme to slaughter the world, my son will inevitably become a sacrifice!"

"This is his inescapable destiny!"

"But he's so young, why is God making him bear so much!"

"No! Li'er, tomorrow you won't have any burdens on your shoulders!"

"I will bear all the karma that Heaven has placed upon him! Even if it means my death and the dissipation of my soul, I will ensure my son's health and safety throughout this destined life!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, Jiang Yueming felt an indescribable pain in her heart, as if a thousand swords were piercing her heart.

"Ming'er, my poor child, your parents are so sorry. For your safety, we have no choice but to send you away."

"Ming'er, Mother loves you, but when you grow up, never come near us."

"My dear Ming'er, forget your mother!"

Amidst the heart-wrenching cries, Jiang Yueming suddenly felt a warm sensation on her forehead and an endless tenderness flowing through her heart.

"Mother! Don't go!"

Inside the cave, Jiang Yueming suddenly opened her eyes, sat up halfway, and couldn't help but shout, "Mother!"

"I...cried?"

After a while, he came to his senses and touched the corner of his eye. The moisture on his fingers was so heartbreaking.

"This must be a lingering regret from our past lives. If we hadn't had parents growing up, we really would be alike."

A hint of sadness appeared on Jiang Yueming's face as she gave a slightly self-deprecating laugh.

You can learn some information about your past life from your dreams. You were sent away by your parents when you were young, and your living conditions must have been very difficult.

Before he traveled through time, he was also a homeless child in the capital, and he had personally experienced that kind of suffering.

He has a deep connection to his past, realizing how important parents are to their children.

Although your parents may scold or beat you on a daily basis, their concern is purer than anyone else's.

Your parents may not understand why you wear so little clothing in the dead of winter, and they may even complain that you prioritize style over warmth.

But that's just on the surface. In reality, they're just afraid you'll catch a cold and get sick. Once a child gets sick, a parent's heart will ache as if it's being cut by a knife.

They also feel guilty and blame themselves for not taking good care of their children and causing them so much pain.

Sometimes they would even secretly wipe away tears.

"The sky... has brightened, and the rain has stopped."

Jiang Yueming sensed the change in the surrounding light, turned her gaze to the outside of the cave, and stopped being immersed in her grief.

"In that case, system, begin the simulation!"

"I must escape this illusion completely!"