With a "bang", accompanied by a sharp pain, everything disappeared...

In a panic, lines of text appeared in front of Zhu Xianhai's eyes.

[At the age of twenty-two, you came to Buenos Aires with nothing.}

[September 11, 1860 local time.]

[If you have nothing, you can sell chess through, make a profit of 500 pesos, and activate this system. The initial fund is 500 pesos.]

[Now start your next simulation…]

[On the way back to the manor with Malena, he was overturned by a carriage, injured his head, and you were dead!]

[This simulation time is too short, life simulation failed. No profit.]

...

Cold sweat!

The process like a personal experience made Zhu Xianhai sweat from his back, and the blue veins on his forehead leaped.

What kind of unethical and smoking gold fingers are this!

What jokes did you make with yourself?

What other life simulation!

This is clearly a simulation of reincarnation!

I'll go, your uncle!

...

When he was on the side of the road, Zhu Xianhai was stunned. The corners of his mouth twitched and asked.

"Miss Marlena, this is your carriage."

Parked on the side of the road was a two-wheeled chaise, and the coachman sat behind the carriage.

"Yes, sir."

It's really her carriage?

Looking at the carriage on the side of the road, he turned his attention to the coachman - a middle-aged mixed-race coachman who looked like a forty-year-old, Zhu Xianhai's expression was a bit strange.

Again coincidence?

In "Memory", this guy Fernando is the last face he saw "in his lifetime", and his memory is still fresh!

How can it be new?

It's just a few seconds since I "dead".

"Fernando, let's go home first."

Recalling the simulated "tragic experience", Zhu Xianhai looked at the carriage driver with some uncertainty.

The name is correct!

The light two-wheeled carriage was walking along the stone road in Putrajaya. Despite the fragrance of beauty and the perfume smell on Malena's body lingering in her nose, Zhu Xianhai's palm was sweating.

Now he finally realized what it means to be "like a thorn in his throat, unable to sleep or eat". Staring at the building outside the car, Zhu Xianhai couldn't help but feel familiar. He had passed by this place...

“There is…”

“It’s the Buenos Aires Futures Exchange. This time of year is the most lively time for the futures exchange. Spring is the delivery period for wool futures…”

Malena's words made Zhu Xianhai's breathing become a little rapid.

Futures Exchange!

Wool futures!

...

Zhu Xianhai couldn't help but tremble in his heart and his eyelids twitched wildly.

One may be a coincidence, two times or a coincidence, three times?

Calm, calm...

Thinking of what happened an hour later, Zhu Xianhai turned his head and looked at Malena.

"That... Miss Bellucci, I suddenly felt a little hungry, I wanted to eat something here first."

Marlena looked at him in confusion.

"Sir, my house is not far from here, and it's almost dark, and you are my guest."

By the time I got home, it was already dark. Am I such an ignorant person?

"Ah, thank you, Miss. I happened to be interested in futures recently. I want to take advantage of the closing of the futures exchange and join in the fun. After the closing, I will visit Miss Beluch's house again."

You still owe us 200 pesos!

Of course we are going.

"That……"

After looking at the exchange, Malena thought for a while, and then said.

"Sir, after leaving the city along this road, you will see the signboard, Bellucci Manor, and everyone knows its location."

"Okay, Miss."

Getting off the carriage, bathing in the autumn sunshine of Buenos Aires, staring at the futures trading market, Zhu Xianhai's mouth gradually rose...

In fact, car accidents often only happen in a moment. Not to mention delaying a minute or two, even if you miss more than ten seconds, it is enough to change everything.

The reason why he got off here was entirely because of this futures exchange.

Actually, for futures, stocks.

Zhu Xianhai is completely an amateur.

However, he was still completely immersed in the so-called "life simulation" "magical prophecy".

Although it was just a "simulation", everything seemed to be personal experience, not only allowing him to experience a death, but also accurately predicted some of the coming futures when he died.

For example, the cause of the car accident was a rider who was sending a letter. He was in a hurry to travel and caused the car accident.

The reason why he was anxious was the attack of the Mapuche people!

Their attack caused wool futures to soar, and the rider was delivering letters outside the city.

After entering the futures exchange, what comes to me is the noisy, chaotic shouts and people running back and forth, the numbers written on the blackboard, the shouts when futures prices rise and fall, and everything is strange.

Standing in the trading hall, Zhu Xianhai once again attracted the attention of many people with his unique appearance and dress. This feeling was very bad, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at you secretly. God knows what they have, and it feels so awkward.

"Hello."

At this time, a voice came from beside him. Zhu Xianhai looked up and found that a European guy was around him.

This man looks in his forties, with a beard, suit and tie, and a kind smile on his face, which easily makes people feel good.

Buffett showed eight teeth, which were not white, and even had some macula.

"I just saw you got out of Miss Bellucci's car, you must be friends."

My friend can’t be considered a creditor!

Zhu Xianhai neither denies nor acknowledges this.

"My name is Buffett Brino. You can call me Buffett."

Buffett!

When he looked at this guy in surprise, Zhu Xianhai thought to himself, this name is - Geely!

Not only Geely, when you come into the door, you meet Buffett... Isn't this the mascot!

Then he stood beside Zhu Xianhai, looked at the stock price and said.

"Are you interested in futures? So am I. After all, not everyone has a farm, and the futures market is another ranch for us..."

Buffett looks familiar.

"I believe that life is like futures trading. You must dare to rush. This is why life is great..."

Dare to rush!

From the day when there are stocks and futures trading, I don’t know how many people have lost their lives!

However, for a moment, Zhu Xianhai was speechless.

"Do you know the meaning of stud?"

Zhu Xianhai turned his head and looked at Buffett again. Now he seemed to have become a life mentor.

"For the rich, they don't need to stud, such as Miss Bellucci, the manor she owns, and even no investment is required. As long as normal management is done, it is enough to ensure that she has no worries about food and clothing for life as a millionaire, but most people cannot do it!"

Uh, Malena is actually a...millionaire?

Those long legs are not only long, but also thick. If you want to hold them, they may be your meal ticket in the future.

"For ordinary people, Soha is the only choice to change their destiny, because even if you lose, you are nothing, but the poor... themselves have nothing."

Uh...this is what is called a gamble, and a bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!

The bicycles are gone, it doesn't matter.

Looking at Buffett, Zhu Xianhai thought for a while and said.

"That... I think your words make sense. If I buy futures now, I wonder if you have any suggestions?"

Buffett's eyes lit up, as if he had met a confidant.

"The most important futures in this futures exchange is wool. It is spring now. Every spring, it is the time for shearing and the time for wool to be listed in a concentrated manner. There are merchant ships from various countries in the port waiting to transport the wool to Europe. The whole Europe is waiting for our wool..."
Chapter completed!