Weird Talk About Rules: I Become a God by Complaining

On my first day at Sunshine Home Nursing Home, I received the employee rules: don't answer the door at midnight, don't look at the face of the old man in red, don't ask about the source of the meat in the canteen... I thought it was a prank until I discovered that there were no living people in this nursing home. Trapped in the realm of ghost stories, other people would either go crazy or die, but I, relying on my ancestral bad words and complaints, forced myself to turn the rules of death into a guide to clear the level. Later I learned that people like me are called "rule hunters." And this world is far crazier than I imagined. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.