Chapter 26: The Cheating Man
The following days seemed to be relaxed and comfortable. Although the assassination of Bartolomé Mitre caused an uproar in Buenos Aires, it had no effect on Zhu Xianhai.
He is just a small figure, and the political turmoil has nothing to do with him.
At the same time, his life was relaxed and pleasant. He even gained love. Facing a stunning beauty like Elizabeth who could arouse men's desire, no man could control himself!
Besides, the identity of a widow...a young widow is also quite tempting.
Although she is not suitable to be a wife, she is perfect as a mistress. Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but her hot body is enough to make any man fall in love with her and unable to extricate himself.
Finally, on a moonlit night, under the moonlight, they finally caught fire together...
At the same time, the death of Bartolomé Mitre exacerbated the political crisis in Buenos Aires, and war was on the verge of breaking out.
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On January 3, 1861, the Buenos Aires Civil War broke out.
In March, rebel forces attacked Buenos Aires.
That day, the sound of cannons rang out all day long. At night, the dark sky turned red, and the crimson flames illuminated the night sky.
The rebels not only set fire to the city, but also looted and killed people in the suburbs.
In order to avoid the war, Zhu Xianhai deliberately moved into an upscale community in the suburbs, trying to use the collective power of the community to protect himself.
But it turns out that the so-called upper class elites and their bodyguards are nothing but trash when facing the army.
In the midst of a large area of red light, Zhu Xianhai held Elizabeth's hand tightly. A slightly warm breeze blew towards them from a distance. They smelled the smell of fireworks.
The streets were in a state of chaos, people were running around in panic, and unattended children were sitting on the porches and crying. The streets were crowded with military vehicles and ambulances loaded with wounded people... The guards protecting the community were defeated.
The men on horseback were running in a mess, and so was Zhu Xianhai.
"Master, we need to leave quickly."
Brian, who was driving the carriage, shouted loudly. In the past few months, he hired more than a dozen bodyguards to protect his own safety. At the beginning, he knew to protect them.
Originally, these bodyguards were there to prevent him from being attacked, like in the last simulation, to buy him time to retreat.
But now, he was facing unrestrained mob soldiers, thousands of them. Facing the mob's rifles and cannons, the bodyguards and community guards with pistols were easily defeated by the mob's cannons, and the rich man's bodyguards were no different from the defeated soldiers.
Those who flee flee, those who run run,
In the end, Brian was the only one left by their side. He was an old employee of Elizabeth who had been employed for many years.
Perhaps they escaped, but there were chaotic soldiers everywhere inside and outside the city, all of whom were undisciplined.
The rebels killed people, set fires, and looted everywhere...
In the explosion, the carriage was hit.
Zhu Xianhai fell out of the carriage, and Elizabeth also fell down. She was covered in blood, but she held his hand tightly, and the blood stained her dress red. She just looked at him, and her eyes gradually became dim... and he could only face it all helplessly with his legs broken. Hearing the cries and screams of the people around him, and the wanton laughter of the soldiers...
The sky was red, and huge clouds of black smoke were rising like clouds. In the blurred vision, Brian dragged him while trying to protect him with a pistol...
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[In March 1861, when you were 23 years old, you were seriously injured in the bombardment of the enemy and died of your injuries three days later. Your body was collected by the church and buried in the cemetery of the victims. The tombstone is anonymous.]
This is a green meadow with rows of white crosses on the grass. This is a cemetery, and the crosses are tombstones standing quietly...
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That's it……
Faced with such an outcome, Zhu Xianhai was dumbfounded. This time, his fate changed. His proactive attack did solve the problem of Mitre.
No one kills for money anymore.
But unfortunately - he died again!
He even lived half a year less.
This time he killed Mitre, but it caused another chain reaction. Without strong restraint, the rebel army turned into a group of demons.
Even indirectly killed himself.
Faced with such a result, Zhu Xianhai's face naturally looked ugly.
how so?
What’s even more terrible is that his choice not only killed himself, but also indirectly killed many people.
The crimson sky, the choking smell of smoke, the soldiers killing people everywhere, and the despair in Elizabeth's eyes when she was about to die.
"damn it……"
Zhu Xianhai punched the air hard, feeling inexplicably angry.
It’s so bad!
The living environment here is too harsh!
If it weren't for the golden fingers and simulators, even if one had knowledge that was ahead of his time, in this era, he would have quickly become a failure.
And it cooled down faster than he could have imagined!
Fortunately, we have simulators, and fortunately, we are God’s chosen ones!
But... thinking of what happened to Elizabeth and others in the simulator, Zhu Xianhai's face was full of helplessness.
I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me!
He did not care about life and death, but how many people were killed by such a choice?
The most important thing is... it caused me to die half a year early!
This whole thing... was all in vain!
Sitting dejectedly on the bed, Zhu Xianhai frowned in deep thought.
Directly killing future enemies may seem simple, crude, and neat, but the changes to the future are also filled with too many uncertain factors.
The dangers brought about by this uncertainty are also unpredictable, and the consequences may be even more disastrous!
After experiencing several "lives" before and after, he inexplicably had a sense of enlightenment.
He had just escaped from the tragedy of "Flower Guardian" where the flower was not plucked but he himself collapsed, and he fell into the trap of "Pharmacist". Before he even thought about jumping out of the pit, he turned into "Assassin's League".
Take life lightly and do it if you don’t agree!
But what is the result?
It was as if he was destined to be unlucky, as every time "the late emperor died before completing his great cause."
Could it be that this is fate?
"A speck of dust from the times, when it falls on a person's head, becomes a mountain..."
One thing is certain: for ordinary people, in such a chaotic world, it is definitely not as easy as imagined to achieve great things. A random speck of dust falling on the head may cause "the former emperor to die before his great cause is halfway completed."
The four simulations, although the results were different, made Zhu Xianhai feel that fate was like a spider web. Despite his constant struggle, he got stuck deeper and deeper each time. Every time, fate seemed to become more powerful like a wolf spider!
How can we break free from the spider web of fate?
For a man who has "died" four times, nothing seems more important than being alive.
The basic principle of time traveler - there are endless possibilities as long as you are alive!
The saying “Success or failure is all in vain” is probably true, right?
This is probably what is called "fate", right?
Could this be "fate?"
impossible!
Zhu Xianhai shook his head and threw this weird idea out of his mind. How could this be fate?
He took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly became firm.
He decided that from today on, he would never recognize the so-called fate.
I am a cheater - the chosen one of God! How can I accept my fate?
Besides, what is the purpose of The Sims?
Isn't it just to help us avoid those risks?
Fortunately, fortunately, although the living environment in this world is a bit harsh, it’s not a big problem because I have a golden finger!
Of course, we still need to strengthen security. But it has been proven that white people are unreliable, and white people hired for money are even less reliable.
Unless... Zhu Xianhai frowned and started to think in his mind...
