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Chapter 2 Game Day Two

    Thinking of his previous games that were close to reality but did not end well, Moriya decisively started loading the game.

    As soon as his vision went dark, his consciousness began to shuttle in the colorful data stream.

    A few seconds later, he was standing in a blank room. This is the Creation Room, also known as the Pinch Interface.

    But for some unknown reason, the Sims game always only allows players to use their real appearance, and even their age cannot be freely controlled, because the player's identity background is prepared by the system.

    It only provides a few options for you to choose, and players cannot do whatever they want.

    "Please enter your name__"

    Moriya directly entered his real name.

    "Please choose your identity and background

    A. You are the youngest son of a notorious killer family in the world

    B. You are the next king of NGL country

    C. You are the prince of Kajin country

    D. You are the only son of an ordinary working family

    E. You are an aborigine of Meteor Street

    ..."

    After looking around, Moriya hesitated among the three options of ABC. In this kind of world that is completely divorced from reality, it is better to choose a background that is divorced from reality, right?

    After careful consideration, Moriya chose option A.

    Killer family or something, it sounds cool. Since they are all divorced from reality, it might as well be completely divorced.

    Heh, he has already decided to slaughter all the mafia in the new world!

    So what could be more alluring than this identity?

    After being dizzy for a while, Moriya woke up in...a dark dungeon.

    He was shocked to find that he was being hung in mid-air by cold chains. Standing in front of him was a huge boy who was talking to him with a whip.

    "...I really can't stand it. A kid who beat up the enemy's Hakka would vomit like that when he went on a mission for the first time."

    Moriya couldn't accept such an exciting opening for a while, he breathed out the control panel, and the color of the entire game world In an instant, it turned gray and white, and time also stagnated.

    He glanced at his current basic information, and then he was shocked to find that he was only six years old... six years old? !

    What kind of killer family is this!

    This is child abuse!

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