In the third week of the rainy season, fresh graduate Lin Shen received a mysterious text message:
"Ivy Apartment for rent, one deposit, three deposits, free water and electricity"
When he dragged his suitcase into this old building with mottled walls, he had not yet realized that he had stepped into a carefully designed game of flesh and blood. The yellowed "Household Rules" exuded a fishy sweetness on a rainy night:
▫ If you hear a baby crying, please check the number of apples in the refrigerator compartment.
▫ If you find your neighbor knocking on the door at three o'clock in the morning, you must open the door with a knife in your left hand
▫ Never believe the 6.5Th floor shown on the elevator
But the real horror begins when the rules themselves begin to mutate——
The words in Article 7 of the manual crawled on the mirror, the hourglass in the administrator's office poured out black gravel, and the reflections of the twins in Room 701 were dismantling the space-time gears. When Lin Shen discovered the wriggling compound eyes in the wrinkles of the old woman in Room 402, scaly dandelions suddenly spurted out from the ventilation ducts in the entire apartment.
As the cognitive pollution index rises, the world disintegrates into countless dead copies:
▪ Exchange memories for escape routes in the living library
▪ Write an electronic obituary for Tentacles of the Old Ones
▪ Stuffing wedding invitations into the teeth of centuries-old ghosts
And all clues point to the bloody truth——
There are forty-two cloned remains hidden under the raincoat of the administrator, Uncle Wang, and every tenant in Room 303 is a living key to repairing the prison. When Lin Shen found the safety rope tied to the corpse of his previous life in the void mezzanine on the sixth and a half floors, the bronze compass suddenly turned upside down:
Kill gods, or become a container for new rules?
