Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

But like the white song in the simulator.

The great Xianzhou Alliance will give a thumbs up!

Please don't misunderstand.

This thumbs-up is the aiming gesture of an old-fashioned mortar.jpg

P.S.: Starting tomorrow, the author plans to update twice a day (serious face.jpg). By the way, I'd like to ask if you have any good "crazy" things? If you have any, please post them in the comments section.

Volume 1: Chapter 18: Not Enough! Not Enough!

Bai Ge paused for a moment.

One can't help but sigh that the world in the simulator is really not a place for human beings to live.

promise!

Although Bai Ge’s values ​​in the simulator are somewhat distorted or even “crazy”.

But apart from the blessing of "abundance" within him.

Bai Ge in the simulator can even be said to be a rare great philanthropist or even a great saint!

All I can say is that the blessing of abundance is both a blessing and a curse.

Bai Ge sighed.

Then re-enter the simulation.

Age 62: Time flies, and another year has quietly passed.

[This year, more and more disciples have joined your team, either because of your reputation or because fate has swept them. Before you knew it, the number of disciples has exceeded three digits.]

They are like a group of lambs lost in the darkness, following you closely.

[In this devastated, cruel, and almost suffocating land, I rely on your feeding to barely maintain my existence, struggling to find hope for life.]

【And this is their life as you see it.】

But what does your disciple actually look like?

Most of them have sharp teeth, sparse eyebrows, red eyes, and green faces, which are the signs of cannibalism.

【The rest are just like ordinary people.】

[Another hot summer day...]

[You temporarily leave the group and take your eldest disciple Patrick to get some water for the remaining disciples.]

[After all, the weather is too hot and the disciples need to be hydrated.]

[The remaining disciples are setting up camp, creating a temporary gathering place and resting in place.]

[And so, the two of you began to search around.]

what is this?

Bai Ge suddenly felt something foreign under his feet and subconsciously looked down.

I saw a "person" dressed in coarse clothes lying straight on the ground, lifeless and without any sign of breathing.

Bai Ge knew about death and corpses.

But in reality, his mental state is only that of a five-year-old at most.

How can a five-year-old child who has lived in a country in a comfortable era understand the heaviness and cruelty of life and death?

Then in Patrick's surprised eyes.

Bai Ge didn't hesitate at all and twisted his wrist suddenly. With a "click", his wrist was dislocated and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He squatted down and poured his blood onto the lifeless corpse, whispering softly as he did so.

"You must have fainted from hunger. Eat something."

really!

In Patrick's even more shocked eyes.

After the "corpse" was poured with Bai Ge's unknown amount of blood, he began to show signs of life.

The skin that had originally appeared shriveled began to become fuller, and the chest that should have been still began to rise and fall again.

The power of abundance is manifesting itself in you once again.

but.

Can a dead person be resurrected again in this world?

the answer is.

impossible.

Bai Ge looked at the empty-eyed humanoid in front of him in surprise and frowned slightly.

Because in his eyes, the guy he "woken up" did not have the breath of a "living person".

"why?"

Bai Ge looked at his apprentice Patrick.

"Master!" Patrick lowered his head. "He has already gone to the Pure Land..."

"Heading to @Elysium?"

Bai Ge looked at the living body and a smile appeared on his face, but there was no warmth in that smile.

"No wonder you don't want to come back?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, or talking to the body. His voice was ethereal, as if coming from another world.

Patrick said nothing.

He just stared at the body that had been poured with who knows how much of his master's blood.

A trickle of unknown liquid began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes gradually became blurred, and there was only one thought in his mind.

smell good!

The scent emanating from the body is like a fatal temptation.

His throat swallowed saliva unconsciously, and the greed in his heart was like a ignited flame, burning more and more vigorously. His reason began to crumble in the face of this strong desire.

Bai Ge seemed to notice something strange about Patrick.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on Patrick, tilting his head slightly with a hint of confusion on his face.

"Patrick, what's wrong with you?"

This is a simple sentence.

But it was like a ray of cold light, instantly shattering Patrick's fantasy of greed.

Patrick snapped back to his senses, hurriedly wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, lowered his head, and stammered.

"No...nothing, Master. It's probably because it's too hot. I'm a little thirsty."

There was obvious panic in his voice, and his hands were shaking slightly unconsciously.

Bai Ge looked at Patrick, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. What a sad world.

He once again cast his gaze towards the standing but lifeless body, his heart filled with confusion and curiosity.

"Since you don't want to return to this world of suffering, then I will give you a ride."

Bai Ge said softly, with a hint of pity in his voice.

He planned to dig a hole and bury this guy who didn't want to come back.

This is one of the few things he remembers.

But just as he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start digging the hole.

Patrick suddenly volunteered to step forward.

"Master, let me do this heavy work! My fellow apprentices are in urgent need of water. Please go find some water and leave this to me!"

You thought about it and decided that Patrick was right.

Digging a pit with two people is indeed a waste of time. The most urgent task is to find enough water as soon as possible to quench the disciples' thirst.

So when you heard Patrick volunteer to help, you gladly accepted his offer.

[Then, with your concern for your disciples and your eagerness to find water,

【But after you walked away. 】

[Patrick could no longer suppress the crazy desire in his heart.]

[He drooled, like a hungry wolf, as he pounced madly at the body and began to devour it with voracious mouthfuls!]

【not enough! 】

【It’s not enough! 】

He ate like crazy, as if he could never be full.

When he was almost done eating and his stomach was slightly bulging, he slowed down his eating, his eyes fixed on the body.

[Waiting for it to recover again so that I can continue to satisfy my endless appetite.]

Finally, when Patrick felt about half full, he seemed to suddenly remember his master's instructions and reluctantly followed his master's instructions.

He casually buried the body, which he had bitten to pieces, in the ground, his movements rough and perfunctory.

Then, relying on the "special" smell of his master, he ran towards his master.

[I'm still thinking about what kind of "delicious" food the chef will make when he finds the water.]

【But he was completely unaware of it.】

[The moment the body was buried in the earth, the surrounding environment began to undergo strange changes.]

[A strange breathing sound began to loom in the air, and a slight rise and fall like the pulse of the earth slowly emerged from the ground. Even in the grass, there was a faint appearance of closed eyes.]

[It seems as if this land has been endowed with some mysterious and strange life...]

Volume 1: Chapter 19: The Cat That Steals Fish!

You and Patrick finally found a water source. You quickly filled your containers with water and then immediately returned to the gathering place you had just built.

[From a distance, I could see the eagerly awaited figures of the disciples.]

[As soon as they saw you return, they were overjoyed, shouting loudly and rushing towards you.]

They knew that with their master back, they would have a source of food.

In the eyes of your disciples, you are not only the source of "food" that provides them with the necessary materials for survival, but also the "faith" that they worship and that provides them with guidance.

As night falls, a large cauldron is set up in the center of the camp, its flames flickering.

Everyone sits around, happily drinking the soup you made.

[This scene seems warm and joyful, but it also reveals an indescribable madness and distortion.]

[Because beneath the satisfied expressions of most people lies a desire and dependence on the power of "abundance."]

After eating and drinking to one's heart's content, sleepiness gradually sets in, and it's time to rest and sleep.

You originally planned to keep watch alone, hoping that your disciples could sleep peacefully and have a good night.

[However, your "disciples" all spoke out, firmly rejecting your proposal to keep watch.]

They decided to take turns keeping watch.

[After all, in their hearts, you are the "savior" who pulled them back from the brink of death.]

Their desire and appetite for you are instinctive and come from the heart; their admiration and respect for you are deep in their bones and come from their souls.