Weird Story About Rules: I Am the God of Wealth

When the ATM spits out bloody rules, When the currency detector starts to eat people's faces, Can you survive to the end in the money game? Social animal Shen Ping'an was dragged into a strange bank while withdrawing money late at night and became a trainee teller wearing a blood shroud. Every window here is hung with human skin curtains, and VIP customers use Yangshou to purchase financial products. The real horror is hidden between the words of the thirteen employee codes: "Rule 3: If a face appears on a customer's banknote, please shred it immediately." "Rule 7: If you are stared at by three customers for more than ten seconds, you must change your work clothes." "Rule 13: Never accept gold ingots from customers." At this moment, the bronze abacus deep in the vault is turning on its own: A rich man died suddenly and left tens of billions of inheritance. A strange disease broke out in a certain city and the whole population went crazy for gold bars. The bloody words on the back of Shen Ping'an's work badge became increasingly clear: **Zhensuike·Zhengjiupinweishunyushi** When the ancient existence that devours wealth awakens from its seal, When my mother, who has been missing for twenty years, appears in a photo of a client's bankbook, Shen Pingan finally saw clearly: The rules that cost him his life feared him, Those clients who gave him gold are worshiping him, And those who are really trapped by the rules—— Never human. [You received an offer from Tiandi Bank] √ Monthly salary of 300,000 yuan ✧ Five insurances and one housing fund ✧ Performance deduction for life span of immediate family members □ If you accept, please swallow the copper coin. □ If you refuse, please light three finger bones. ---