Simulate to become the best mangaka: First Simulation Zaun

In the dark room, his face illuminated by the computer light, the boy leaned back in his chair away from the computer, bewildered by his discovery. He was still a high schooler, but he had long unkempt hair and hard features. If his stubble was still there, you could have thought he was a samurai reborn in the wrong era. 

As if to make sure what he was seeing was true, the young man named Eren approached the cheap computer once more and let the low-filtered blue light hurt his eyes. 

The image reflected on the screen was the home screen of a website called Manga-World. As Eren continued to browse the site, he couldn't help but be surprised once again.

This planet called Blue World was very similar to his previous world, but there were some minor differences. These differences were usually political things that didn't matter to him, but this one was a little different. 

The smile on Eren's face was illuminated by the lights coming from the screen, making him look a little scary. What Eren saw on the screen was actually an idea that showed him how to survive in this world. 

Eren was a thirty year old man who had decided to become a mangaka later in life and had left his country of birth and moved to Japan. Starting from scratch, his drawing training had taken him from a construction worker to a mangaka assistant by the end of a year. He was making less money, but he was getting closer to his goal. 

However, he didn't seem to be on good terms with God and God gave him a boot on a crowded street. Before Eren even realized what was happening, he looked up from the ground with a frightened expression and then

faced an unbelievable truth. 

(Don't think too much...)

Eren was no longer on one of the crowded streets of Japan, not even in Japan. Eren stood there in amazement as he looked at the familiar English words written on the signs around him. 

People must have thought that Eren was drunk because they started to walk around him, holding some drawing tools in their hands and looking around in amazement. 

People were walking down the street in a certain direction, like thousands of rats running away from one person, like an ordinary pack of rats running away from death... Each person had urgent places to go and reports to make. Everyone was wearing a suit and everyone had a purpose. But in the middle of the crowd, from the top, was a boy with unkempt long black hair who didn't fit in at all.

As the boy tried to understand what was happening, his heart condition returned and his breathing became faster and faster as his blood circulation deteriorated. 

A woman, noticing that the boy seemed to be breathing to survive, was about to approach him and check on his condition when he collapsed into her hands and lost consciousness. 

And as a result of all these events, the boy was in the room where he is now. Because..;

After this incident, Eren was taken to the hospital with the help of the woman. After a detailed treatment, the attending doctor left the hospital room and returned with several other top doctors. 

"As you can see, it's almost a miracle"

"It might be more accurate to say it's a curse. Heart cancer, kidney failure, low brain activity, possibly Alzheimer's..." 

"Enough, Dr. Joe! We already know that the boy has almost no solid parts. You don't need to say any more about it."

As the old doctor with glasses interrupted the other doctors, a nurse came into the room. 

"Mr. Patrick, it seems that this child has never been to a State Hospital. There is no record of his DNA in the system."

One of the young doctors immediately scolded the nurse in surprise. "Can't you do a job properly? How is it possible that a child with so many diseases has never been to a public hospital in his life?"

The head doctor of the hospital, a old man named Patrick, looked at the papers he had taken from the nurse, made sure she hadn't made a mistake and silenced her with a glance at the other doctor. 

They now had a sick boy on their hands and the only person who cared about him was the lady who had brought him here. Of course, none of the doctors had the nerve to charge her for the treatment. They also had tests that said the boy should have no memory, so they had no idea what to do with him.

Just then, a woman with black hair pulled up in a top bun and a beautiful face with indistinct breasts under a white shirt stood up from her seat and said calmly that she would take responsibility for this boy. 

"I'm sorry ma'am, while I'm sure you are a kind-hearted person, as a woman living alone you cannot adopt this boy." the woman who had been interrupting the head doctor for some time was about to speak again when she approached the woman and continued speaking a little more quietly. "This boy will probably have a heart attack after one round and return to the hospital."

When the old head doctor heard what the doctor had said, he didn't even try to act cool this time, he quickly stepped forward and gave his own son, the doctor, a good smack on the back of the head. 

The old man then turned his head to look at the woman with concern. Fortunately, the woman still had a nonchalant expression on her face. 

"From the looks of the boy, he is probably around twenty years old, you can take him straight in. And let me thank you for taking care of such a child."

The boy frowned as he listened to his old father's words and decided that this woman must have a special identity, but he was wrong. The only reason the old man wanted to please her so much was because the tests they had done had cost a lot of money and he would have to pay the bills as long as she took the child with her. 

The whole process was being listened to intently by Eren, who was pretending to be asleep and muttering inwardly that he hadn't lost his memory and that he was already 31 years old, all the while trying to figure out what was going on at the same time. 

"Ms. Hana, once the patient wakes up, you can take him to home. The nurses will help you carry him to the taxi."

At these words, as the doctors left the room, the woman named Hana made an unexpected expression. "Haaaah it's tiring. The fucking bastards finally left me alone with my cute husband."

"..."