When the world begins to bleed, your madness is the only antidote
"Congratulations on inheriting Diamond 3. Your predecessor has been digested by the 'Throat of the Rotten Marsh'."
Meng Jing held the playing card that suddenly appeared and heard the whispers in his head overpowering the evil god's murmurs for the first time.
After graduating from college, Meng Jing was assigned to a forest farm. A strange thing happened. He was parasitized by the spores of the "Evil God of the Green World". Hallucinations erode day and night - dead trees weeping blood, phantom pain of broken ribs, the "anxiety somatization disorder" diagnosed by the doctor is just a ridiculous fig leaf for human beings' fear of the unknown.
Until he dug out the blood-stained three of diamonds from his predecessor's corpse.
The "madhouse" roundtable opened its doors to him:
The lame paper man presided over the meeting, while the nun with metal prosthetic eyes looked on coldly;
The war maniac covered in abscesses pounded the table and roared, while the woman under the cheongsam pulsating her veins chuckled;
This place is isolated from the prying eyes of gods, but it is a battlefield for spiritual polluters.
The countdown has started. Will he become the next "4 of Diamonds" or become the next piece of food for the sinking quagmire?
"Don't look back," the paper man's jaw cracked, "He is looking at you in the cards."
