Rule Horror: From the Start, I Save the Black-Stocking, Red-Skirted Female Ghost

[Weirdness + national fortune + rebellious antics + absurd comedy + cunning schemes + anti-conventional twists + If you don't laugh in half an hour, you can hit me] Rule Horror descended, and the Dragon Kingdom lost more than a dozen rounds in a row. At this critical moment, Du Ziteng, a cultivator, was called in to turn the tide. “Weird creatures? I've reached the ninth thousand layer of Foundation Establishment. Beating them up is only natural, right?” “Can't bring items into the horror games? I've got a System storage space, so bringing some snacks is perfectly reasonable, right?” “What? I can't play anymore after ten wins in a row? Weird creatures, are you sore losers or what?” The weird creatures: “Who the hell let this cultivator in? How are we supposed to play now?!”