The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me - Chapter 213

One day, You Huo and his famiIy was puIIed into an exam caIIed the GIobaI University Entrance Examination. Going through exams together with other unfortunate examinees, their Iives are put at stake and they can only Iive by passing each exam. However, something about these exams and the system controIIing it didn’t seem right — lt seemed to be trying to trap the examinees with ridiculous ruIes and strange questions…

I, the protagonist, was just an ordinary NEET, but suddenly I was reincarnated as a tiny white snake in a fantasy world where legendary creatures and gods exist. Not only that, but I awakened in a cave as the offspring of a terrifying Medusa Serpent.Armed with only my human knowledge and my indomitable mental strength, I'm forced to use cunning tactics and rapidly evolving skills to survive against far stronger monsters and humans... So begins the survival story of a former shut-in with incredible willpower, living as one of the lowest-ranked beasts in a world of magic!ᆖMusic suddenly started playing in my head.I'd been waiting for this moment for so long.'Snakes! Assemble'....

“Welcome to Perfect Life Simulator!”

“You can choose to simulate your own life or someone else’s life to find solutions to many life problems!”

…

A watch handed down from his deceased parents allowed Su Wu to start a future life simulator.

He thought that he could really use this simulator to lead a perfect life without regrets, but unexpectedly things developed in another direction.

In the future, as long as there is light, there will be evil spirits that kill people;

Hanging in the sky and covering a city, it leaves a city without red lanterns of living people;

The scarlet eye that can use a mobile phone to spy on the specific location of others…

Will such a future really come?

…

“you are dead.”

“This simulation is over.”

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One day, in front of my eyes appeared a silver-haired Goddess.

What kind of bullsh*t is this woman spouting?

“…What?”

No, I’m not.