[Simulator][The Way of Survival][Chat Group][Not a Purely Satisfying Story]

(The rating has just been released and will increase later.)

"Ding! Simulation begins today—"

Transmigrating to a fantasy world, Chen Changsheng awakens the "Daily Simulator," allowing him to predict his future life every day!

[Day 1 Simulation: You joined a cultivation sect and cultivated diligently for thirty years, only to be killed by your enemy with a single palm strike just as you achieved the Golden Core stage]

Chen Changsheng: "...Reopen!"

[Day Two Simulation: You secretly learned forbidden techniques and were hunted down. You fled into the demonic path for a hundred years, and finally vanished into nothingness under the heavenly tribulation]

Chen Changsheng: "Be prudent! Be even more prudent!"

While others were risking their lives to seize treasures in secret realms, he was hiding in the countryside, recording "The Essential Rules of the Way of Survival".

While the prodigies were fighting for rankings, he was listening to music in a brothel.

"You are invited to join the 'King of Glory Chat Forum' group chat."

Han Laomo: "@Fellow Daoist Chen Changsheng, you were just a mortal yesterday, how come you've already ascended to immortality today?"

He loves drinking animal milk: "This person...is something else!"

Chen Changsheng looked at the newly updated simulation results: [Today's prediction: You crushed the enemy from the Immortal Realm with a single finger]

"Hmm, another 10,000 simulations and I'll be out of the game..."

This book is also known as: *The Simulator Prevents Me from Going Out*, *This Boss is Too Cautious*, and *The Whole World Thinks I'm a Reclusive Master*.

[No system] [Not a wish-fulfillment story] [Intelligent protagonist]

"If Yamcha had taken it seriously sooner, the Android era wouldn't have been hell."

Yamcha is transported to the Dragon Ball world, but when he wakes up, he finds himself in the most desperate timeline—Trunks' future.

The city was burning, and people were wailing. Numbers 17 and 18 were like the Grim Reaper, reaping lives.

By this time, the Z Fighters... had all died.

No system, no cheat codes, just a body that everyone underestimates—is this really all there is to the limits of humankind?

"The ultimate limit of Kaioken isn't 10 times... it's 50 times!"

"Saiyans can transform? Then I'll use my human body to break through the Super Saiyan barrier!"

While Trunks was still struggling to train, Yamcha was already standing atop the ruins, his crimson aura tearing through the sky.

Number 18's smile froze for the first time. How could this piece of trash, who should have been instantly killed, shatter her mechanical skeleton with a single punch?

"I am neither Goku nor Vegeta."

"I am Yamcha—the only warrior who, with a human body, forced the androids to retreat!"

(Hardcore combat style, no system, not a mindless wish-fulfillment novel, relying purely on cultivation and tactics to reverse the future!)