My name is Zhao Bian, and in the real world I am a detective catching mistresses.
Due to an unexpected electric shock accident, I was pulled by an inexplicable force onto a terrifying cruise ship.
The moment I opened my eyes again, I saw a beautiful girl with a Western face.
I was extremely scared at the time, because the closest point between the dagger in her hand and my aorta was no more than 0.05 Millimeters.
Welcome to Terror Lines, a game where people die!
The identity has been issued, the camp has been issued...
Your identity is - ship cook, your camp is - good people
Friendly reminder, don't trust anyone here, because if you do, you will lose your life...
Time countdown: 600, 599, 598...
The game officially begins!
Shhh…
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
