[Simulation ended.] [Generating settlement report…] [Final Level: 7 (Cunning Goblin).] [Skills Mastered: Acid Spray (Proficient), Deception Art (Proficient), Language Mastery (Beginner).] [Talent Owned: Cunning (White).] [Items Obtained: shadow cloak (Excellent), boots of swiftness (Excellent).] [Achievements: The Treacherous, Chaste Goblin, Backstabber, The Backstabbed.] [Ending: Died at the hands of your “pet”.] [Comprehensive Evaluation: D-] [Evaluation: You are a lying Goblin.
You’ve done nothing good in your life, and in the end, you deservedly met your retribution.
How does it feel to be killed by your own lies, you innocent Goblin?] A flash of light passed, and a wealth of knowledge flooded into Ray’s head.
The skills felt as familiar as if he had practiced them countless times.
Even though he had experienced it once before, it was still absolutely miraculous.
Ray smacked his lips.
After taking a deep breath, he finally spoke.
“Yandere.” “That brat is definitely a yandere!!” Ray complained wildly, feeling his worldview had been shattered.
“Just because of an urgent ‘get lost’, she cracked my head open?!” “To be this ruthless at such a young age, isn’t the vibe of this world a bit too twisted?!” He recalled Little Sun’s final tearful words, and a chill crawled up his non-existent spine.
As expected, in any world, an emotionally scarred child could grow into the most unpredictable bomb.
After venting, Ray turned his gaze toward the rewards of this session.
In addition to the talents and skills that had appeared before, this time there was a new category—”Items”.
Ray’s attention was immediately drawn to it, momentarily forgetting the frustration of being backstabbed by a yandere.
“It’s those two pieces of Excellent equipment.” “Ding!
‘shadow cloak’ and ‘boots of swiftness’ have been stored in your system’s exclusive space.
You can access them at any time with a thought.” The system’s voice appeared at the right time, and after a moment, as if remembering something, it added: “Note: It is strongly recommended that you do not take out or use the items at this stage.” “Why?” Ray asked in confusion.
“Do you want to burst your mother’s stomach?” “…” True, Elizabeth’s womb couldn’t fit them yet…
He suppressed his curiosity and instead used his “Divine Sense” to “observe” the two pieces of equipment within the system space.
Even through the barrier of the system space, he could “see” the shadow cloak’s color, which was as deep as the night sky.
The fabric was no ordinary textile, and the edges were inlaid with several small grey gemstones.
The boots of swiftness were made of a supple, wear-resistant dark brown leather.
The soles seemed to be inscribed with strange runes and were also inlaid with tiny cyan gemstones, giving off a feeling of being light enough to fly.
“The craftsmanship is so exquisite…” Ray marveled.
Just looking at the materials and craftsmanship, he knew these were definitely not ordinary items.
“If Excellent equipment is this good, then what about Rare, Extraordinary, or Perfect?
And the highest level, Mythic equipment…
what would that look like?” He couldn’t help but imagine.
“System, does Mythic equipment really exist in this world?” He inquired.
The system was silent for a moment.
“Mythic-grade equipment, commonly known as ‘Divine Artifacts’, are creations that contain supreme laws or the power of gods.
They are extremely rare, and most exist only in the deepest foundations of the major top-tier factions.” “For example, the ‘Twelve Holy Armors of Light’ of the Church of Light.” “Sounds incredibly powerful…” Ray clicked his tongue, while also realizing the gap between them.
He hadn’t even been officially born into the real world yet, and a single piece of Excellent equipment made him overjoyed.
Divine Artifacts were truly far away.
“Heh, one step at a time.” He was quite open-minded about it.
After experiencing two simulations, Ray felt a deep sense of mental exhaustion.
Although there was no limit on the number of simulations, the mental drain was real, like having finished several sets of highly difficult exam papers consecutively; his brainpower was severely overdrawn.
“That’s enough for today…” He slowly let out a yawn, feeling his consciousness begin to grow heavy and blurred.
“I’ll sleep and recover…” Without any further thoughts, his consciousness soon sank into the peaceful darkness, falling into a steady sleep amidst his mother’s rhythmic heartbeat.
…
The next morning—Golden Castle.
Knock knock.
A soft knocking sound was heard.
“Come in.” The door was pushed open, and a young woman wearing a simple maid’s dress walked in, carrying an exquisite silver tray.
“Madam, good morning.
It is time for your medicine.” The maid curtsied slightly and presented the tray to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth’s brow furrowed imperceptibly, her tone indifferent.
“Leave it there, I’ll drink it later.” The maid did not withdraw.
“Madam, the Count ordered that I must see you finish it with my own eyes.” After a few seconds of silence, Elizabeth reached out and picked up the medicine bowl.
She tilted her head back and drained the bitter-looking medicinal juice in one gulp.
“Is that enough?” “Yes, Madam.
Please rest well.” The maid exited the room and gently closed the door.
The moment the door shut— Crash!
Bang!
The sound of porcelain being smashed on the floor came from inside the room.
Elizabeth, suppressing her rage, said fiercely: “Roland Golden…
you, fine…
very fine…” “Even as a ghost…
I will not let you go!!” The voice stopped abruptly, leaving only heavy breathing and desperately suppressed sobbing.
“What’s going on here…” Inside the womb, Ray, who had witnessed everything, said in confusion.
He heard his mother’s anger and also felt the massive amount of energy contained in the medicinal soup.
But it wasn’t comfortable; instead, it made him feel somewhat irritable.
It probably wasn’t anything good.
“Feeding his own wife this kind of medicine.” This couple…
definitely has major issues!
“Ding!
Today’s real-life simulation opportunity has arrived!” “Does the Host want to have a go this morning?” The system’s playful voice appeared.
“Hehe.” “I’d love to!!”