The Gods' Yokohama Simulation Game

Fuyuki Ryo was bound by something calling itself the System. It asked him to max out the happiness levels of several targets and promised him countless goodies in return. Curious, Fuyuki Ryo went along with it, then "accidentally" sent everyone's fate into complete disarray. The System, slowly realizing something was wrong: Wait, why can you control time? No! How can you teleport? This body is supposed to belong to an ordinary person! Fuyuki Ryo, looking innocent: Am I not allowed to do that? The System's heart sank: What did you do before this? Fuyuki Ryo: My profession? I listened to people's wishes and troubles, then casually offered them a little guidance. The System, hesitantly: Were you the leader of a church? Fuyuki Ryo: No, I was the god worshipped by that church. * Fuyuki Ryo met a little fellow with the surname Tsushima. He looked at the task bar over the child's head and chose to take him away and raise him by his side. The System fell silent: ...Is it possible that you could raise his happiness level without taking him away? Fuyuki Ryo soon met another little fellow with black hair and green eyes. A task bar appeared over the child's head, and Fuyuki Ryo used the same trick to take him away. The System was baffled: Do you have to take them away?! Can you even raise children? While carrying out a task, Fuyuki Ryo ran into the Six Eyes of the Gojo family. A task bar appeared over his head... But this time, Fuyuki Ryo couldn't spirit him away, because the Gojo family came to take him back. But that was all right. The Six Eyes had a mind of his own, and he would come looking for Fuyuki Ryo himself. Fuyuki Ryo also met a child with a strange haircut... * At some point, a mysterious and powerful organization appeared in this world. Its agents were master strategists, never making a misstep, and with an iron fist they brought every criminal organization in the Far East to heel. What surprised everyone was that this organization devoutly worshipped a god. The System stared at the maxed-out happiness levels, shocked and confused: ...Did you all put ten layers of filters on him?! #No Romance #Lots of Child-Rearing Ongoing story in the author's column "Establishing a Cultivation Association in Yokohama" Chu Jin was bound to a beginner secret identity System. The System produced a secret identity and pinned its hopes on him: [Let everyone learn about our cultivation world! Rack up those Shock Points!] Chu Jin gazed at the secret identity in his hands, lost in thought. * A group of people claiming to be cultivators from the cultivation world appeared out of nowhere, along with a horde of bizarre spirit beasts and monsters. Among them, the [Cultivation Association] was the first to take action. * Sword Cultivator: Ji Laizhi The teenager, his hair tied in a high ponytail, brought a recruitment flyer to Jujutsu High to poach new members. "Hey, friend, want to consider joining our association? We have a harmonious atmosphere, the tasks are easy and simple, and our president is loaded, " "Your future is bright!!" Gojo Satoru leaned in. "Really?" The boy declared with absolute confidence, "Of course. If I, Ji Laizhi, am lying, may lightning strike me dead!" A month later, Gojo Satoru went to investigate. "...A harmonious atmosphere? Easy tasks? Tell me, when are you planning to get struck by lightning?" Ji Laizhi replied, "The next time I undergo tribulation." Gojo Satoru: ? * Talisman Cultivator: Wan Jieming "The Cultivation Association?" He tucked a talisman into his bag and twirled it lightly between his fingers. "Never heard of it. Don't know it." The upright talisman cultivator raised his eyes and sized up Fyodor. "But someone has hired me to kill the president of the [Cultivation Association]. If you have any information about him, you can tell me." "The payment is..." "I'll take the new job you post." As more and more people from the cultivation world appeared, the major factions began paying attention. Countless undercover agents flooded into the [Cultivation Association]. The relationship between the association and the cultivation world was tangled and complicated, with a small scandal every three days and a major one every seven. The undercover agents could hardly keep up with it all. The cultivation world's internal forum was also packed with discussions: [Why are those new people acting so suspicious all the time?] [I saw someone sneaking into the library the other day.] [Fellow cultivators, there's fresh gossip! It's about the president!] [Give me a break. There's gossip about the president every year, and it's never reliable.] [Is our cultivation world doomed?] [Sure looks doomed.] Amid the sea of information, the undercover agents found what they needed: [Complete Information on the President's Past: Verified☆] * No one had ever seen the [Cultivation Association] president who was at the center of every rumor. Hidden behind the vast cultivation world, he idly moved the pieces on the board. Then disaster struck, and the mysterious president finally revealed himself. He had always been right there beside them. Yet not a single person had noticed him. Chu Jin lazily curved his eyes into a smile and raised a hand in greeting. Everyone: "...?!" You've got to be kidding! The president of the [Cultivation Association] had been right beside them all along? * The System watched the Shock Points come in, satisfied. Then it happened to glance at the backend and cried out in alarm: [Why am I going into overload?!] The System shrieked: [How many secret identities have you made?!] Chu Jin blinked innocently: [Not many.] [Just over a thousand.] * #No Romance, No Secret Identities Exposed #There Will Be Scenes Where Secret Identities Are Torn Off Theme: The beauty of life is shared by all