The Killing Game of the City

He used to be an ordinary office worker in China, ordered around by everyone every day. He traded his dignity for a meager salary and didn't dare complain. One night, he just wanted to go out for some barbecue, but instead stumbled upon a few tough guys who started fighting after a disagreement. Talk about bad luck. Normally timid as a mouse, he had downed a couple of drinks and ended up watching the fight in plain sight. Then he got caught in the crossfire. A liquor bottle slammed into his head, splitting it open. He felt warm blood running down and frantically groped around until he found a flyer and pressed it against the wound. Just after falling asleep in bed, he was suddenly blinded by a golden light. He opened his eyes in a hurry and nearly jumped out of his skin: a gleaming golden sheet of paper was floating right in front of him. At the same time, a memory appeared in his mind. The flyer he had grabbed was a contract for the Ghost Domain, and by pressing it against his wound, he had completed the contract. The wealthy, celebrities, and powerful figures who seemed so glamorous were nothing but wretched souls screaming in agony in the game. Zhang Zhibin had unwittingly signed a game contract, and now he was making his way through a real-life game of slaughter...