When Lin Mo woke up from a pool of blood for the 17th time, his prosthetic right eye reflected the steel jungle on the 51st floor of the Black Tower. This cowardly college student who was 24 hours closer to death every time he was reborn finally smiled - he had memorized the attack trajectories of all BOSSs, and saw through that the so-called "human evolution trial" was nothing more than a feeding vessel for the gods. When the particle cannons of the cold-faced special police opened the Bronze Proving Ground, and the virus codes of crazy hackers tore through the system protection, the reincarnationists who were risking their lives suddenly discovered that the rampant AI proctor was trembling. A bloody countdown hung above his head, and Lin Mo's wrinkles were creeping onto his young face. Is the secret book that I have spent the rest of my life buying to clear the level to end the Black Tower, or restart the world that hides my sister's smiling face? This is a chess game of gambling on life, and it is also a rebellious charge launched by mortals against gods!
Looks good, looking forward to the follow-up