All-Heavens Strongest Simulator

All-Heavens Strongest Simulator Chapter 376

Eight children, in the past several years, have been eating leftovers.

And the so-called leftovers are by no means the same as the discarded meals imagined by modern people. It is a sparse soup, not to mention meals, even a vegetable leaf is absolutely never seen.

More often, the juice that the eight children try to get from various places is boiled in old earthen pots together with the leaves picked from the trees, and then swallowed.

This is also the reason why the eight children are so tiny.

In the past few years, the happiest time for the eight children is that they can occasionally see some leftover vegetable leaves in the juice that they beg for, and occasionally beg for half a mouthful of leftover rice grains.

As for the whole steamed bun, the eight children have never been seen in years.

This is a troubled world in itself, and people are dying of starvation. Half a bowl of rice is enough for a strong man to die, not to mention a steamed bun.

I don't know how many refugees are willing to go to the outside of the city for this one steamed bun.

Now, there are at least four or five steamed buns in front of them. Ling Tian absolutely cannot believe that any kind person has given them such kindness to these poor children.

Ling Tian looked at the two girls in front of him indifferently. In the memory of this world, he and the seven children in front of him were acquaintances, and he knew the emotions between the eight children.

And he, Ling Tian, only lost the emotion that belongs to human beings, but definitely not lost the thinking of distinguishing everything.

He can clearly understand the friendship between these children and him, and even more clearly understand why seven people share two or three steamed buns, and then let him enjoy two steamed buns alone.

That's because he's a wounded man, and the seven children want him to get better soon, but these poor children don't have any money and can't afford medicine, so they got some steamed buns After that, half of them were given to him.

As for why I didn't give them all, that's because the other seven children's situation is not good either.

The memory spreads out in the mind, the injury of Ling Tian's body at this time is purely from being beaten by a group of street gangsters not long ago, and that time, it was not only Ling Tian who was beaten, but All six boys among these eight children.

That time, when they were begging for food, they accidentally angered a street gangster, and then they were beaten by the gangster who greeted their accomplice fiercely.

As for the fact that the two girls didn't get beaten, it's not that the gangsters have any morals and don't beat women, but that the gangsters want to accept these two girls.

That time, if it wasn't for the six boys who were desperately working hard, and if it wasn't for the two girls who threatened to kill themselves immediately, I am afraid that the two girls would have been taken away, and the six boys would have been taken away. There are not many left.

However, even if it was so absolute, Ling Tian's predecessor still almost died.

After such tragedies, Ling Tian would not believe that there was something that opened the eyes of God, or that someone gave them gifts such as steamed buns.

With Ling Tian's experience in several worlds, at this time, the only ones who will give them steamed buns are only those gangsters, but also not because of any guilt in their hearts, but as a way to win. Means of two girls.

When the eight children who are connected by the same fate and have deep feelings are threatened by their companions to die, they exchange a few steamed buns for two girls. No matter how unwilling they are in their hearts, they can only endure the pain. To go against the fate of resignation.

This is a different kind of training.

This is also some kind of extreme evil.

Ling Tian stared at the two girls in front of him. Of course he didn't have emotions at this time, but his thinking was analyzing. If he had emotions, it should be what a reaction.

Emotions were originally human instincts, but after they were lost, even the existence of Ling Tian didn't know how to get them back.

Now, Ling Tian can only seal his strength, and then, keep his memory, through analysis, simulation, try to see if he can find his emotions.

"Is it those bastards..."

Ling Tian's voice sounded softly, and when he spoke, his eyes looked towards the five boys behind the two girls.

With the sound of his words, the five boys who seemed to be sharing two or three steamed buns in a leisurely manner suddenly froze, and then, full of pain emerged from the faces of these five children. .

The oldest of them looked only in his early ten years, and the youngest looked only seven or eight years old.

However, poverty has already taught them a lot of things.

Being able to live on the streets for a few years, even the youngest ones, have basically understood what will of the people is vicious from the moment they have a general understanding of the whole world. What is difficult in the world.

Children who grow up in such an environment will never have any more naive emotions.

However, the feelings between the eight people are really sincere, and because they were sad from childhood, such feelings are even more sincere. They are no longer companions to each other, but Family is a reflection of oneself.

These five sensible boys naturally knew what would happen if two girls were taken away by those gangsters.

However, Ling Tian's life and the reality that they cannot fight made them unable to think of any way to fight.

"In this world, Sect is respected and gangs are everywhere. If we want to avoid being bullied, we must find a gang to join..."

Ling Tian looked at the few people in front of him. The child slowly opened the mouth and said.

He didn't say joining Sect, because that was something he couldn't hope for, but, in terms of gangs, it wasn't actually easy.

Sect, aloof and remote, even if there is a dispute, it is only a dispute with other Sects. For the ordinary person, it is the existence of another world, and the gang is rooted in the ordinary person. the world.

More often, the meaning of gang existence is to manage the industry for Sect and deliver fresh blood.

Whether it is the former or the latter, gangs usually live with knives and manage the industry. If the industry wants to make a profit, it needs to fight, and to deliver blood, there are only so many talents. , to obtain more talents obviously also need to compete.

It can be said that the gang is the knife of the Sect, the knife placed in the world, and the knife is a consumable item, which is a consumable item when arguing with other Sects.

Whether it is industry or talent, Sect will not take action personally, that is too cheap, Sect will not even ask who the gang is fighting against, and how to do it, anyway, even if the two gangs below There are many blood feuds to kill, and for the Sect above them, they can still be allies with each other.

In this case, the life of the gang will not be easy.

It can be said that gangs are basically a group of cannon fodder, the cannon fodder of Sect.

However, even as cannon fodder, the life of a gang is much better than that of an ordinary person.

At least, people in the gang don't have to worry about running out of food.

At least, in the eyes of the street gangsters, the people in the gang are their big brothers, but any gangster dares to dance whenever a random word from the gang members.

"A few of us, a few of us..."

Listening to Ling Tian's words, the two girls didn't react, but the eyes of the five boys lit up. It just dimmed immediately, they were children after all, and they were all children less than ten years old.

Which gang will accept their children.

I don't think there will be any.

"We all have a chance..."

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed the steamed bun on the girl's hand in front of him. I felt the steamed buns slowly melt in my stomach.

The whole body seemed to stretch out, Ling Tian only felt a slight shock.

Although it is just a steamed bun, but for the flowers that lack nutrients all the year round, a steamed bun brings more things than imagined. The new energy does not say.

The mental satisfaction alone is enough to make a person instantly cheer up like a chicken blood.

Turn over and sat up, Ling Tian felt his lower body, and immediately shook his head helplessly.

His own seal is obviously extremely perfect. At this time, let alone power in his body, he can't even think of any memory of cultivation in his mind.

Compared to the previous world, his arrangements for this world are quite strict.

Since the memory is not sealed, it is naturally impossible for an unfathomable mystery to awaken various powers.

So, he can only rely on himself.

The weak body had no possibility of recovering any strength. Ling Tian frowned immediately climbed up from the ground. The eight children were just huddled in the broken temple, and the broken temple was still The kind of really broken and small broken temple.

The front and back are added up to hold more than ten squares. Obviously, it was not a great god when it was originally intact.

And now, in this small space of ten square meters, there are countless places where there is nothing directly above the head, plus a hole is broken in one wall, it can be said that this broken temple will only last three or four times. This is the reason why this broken temple was not topped by other beggars, but could be kept in the hands of eight children.

Ling Tian rolled over and sat up, looking straight ahead.

By strength, the eight of them want to join the gang, which is obviously a joke.

The eyes turned slightly, Ling Tian just turned the line of sight looking towards the front, suddenly, the body was slightly trembled, and then his head turned violently.

In just one glance, Ling Tian seemed to feel that he completely remembered all the scenes in the area he swept, and he could even report the mess on the ground in the area he swept. How many roots of thatch are there.

This is a very strange thing, as if his strength is still there, with all kinds of magic.

But Ling Tian can be completely sure that he has indeed sealed all the power, this seal, even his death will not be released, strictly speaking, unless he returns to the body, otherwise in the In the copy world, he seems to have completely abolished all his previous powers.

Then, the phenomenon just now wasn't because of his strength.

Ling Tian's eyeballs moved slightly, after all, it was an existence who once climbed to the top. Soon, Ling Tian knew why such complicated things happened.

The reason why he can remember everything at a glance, as if he has never lost his power, is because even if he has sealed all his power, this time he is carrying most of it. Avatar entered the world without blocking memory.

So, at this time, his Soul Power was in full state at all.

Although he has no physical strength, his powerful soul is enough to give him all kinds of special powers that are beyond ordinary people.

His eyesight, ear, and even physical quality will be affected by the soul. Although he won't become an exaggerated existence that breaks the sky and feet, he is more observant than ordinary people. Better hearing, greater strength, and quicker reflexes are all normal.

This gave me the opportunity to join the gang.

"We can..."

Slightly certain in my heart, Ling Tian moved towards the seven children with a smile, opened the mouth and said.

At this time, Ling Tian, who was in a simulated state with the seven children, completely regarded himself as himself, and integrated into the previous identities of the seven children's partners.

Among the smiles, Ling Tian stood up, he felt it slightly, the pain in the chest and abdomen was still there, and it was not light, but the growth of the soul did indeed bring about the body. Variety.

Ling Tian could feel that in the intense pain, his internal organs seemed to be wriggling fast.

Although this kind of squirming won't speed up his recovery speed, it can greatly reduce the pain and make his injury recovery speed a little faster.

Getting up and walking two steps, Ling Tian slowly picked up a bamboo pole from the ruined temple.

It was a bamboo pole with the thickness of a finger, Ling Tian held it in his hand and waved it slightly, whether it was toughness or hardness, it was not bad.

Holding this bamboo pole, Ling Tian closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again soon, helplessly laughed again, there really is no memory of Sword Art in his mind.

Even, I don't have any experience on how to make a sword faster.

The arm trembled, and Ling Tian moved the bamboo pole in his hand towards the front at the fastest speed.

With a slight air-splitting sound, the bamboo pole suddenly turned into a stream of light moved towards the front.

The speed is extremely fast, but this kind of extremely fast is only aimed at the speed of the ordinary person. If the opponent is an ordinary person, it is very likely to be stabbed if the opponent is caught off guard. If Ling Tian means very ruthless A little, probably can pierce the throat or eyes, which is fatal.

However, if the other party is prepared, even the ordinary person probably won't be killed by a bamboo pole.

Weak, very weak...

However, if you can learn a half move, it will probably be greatly enhanced.

Ling Tian thought to himself, then he retracted the bamboo pole, turned his head and looked towards the seven dumbfounded children who were stunned by the action of stabbing the bamboo pole just now.

"Let's go, let's go to the smallest gang and try to join..."

Ling Tian opened the mouth and said indifferently at the seven children.

Even if he determined his behavior pattern through rational analysis, he also simulated and integrated himself into these seven people, restoring the previous scene of the eight children being dependent on each other, but the lack of emotion, He was absolutely unable to get along with the other seven children like his predecessor.