When the familiar streets disintegrated under their feet and the skyscrapers collapsed and reorganized like building blocks, Luo Xin, along with billions of people, was thrown into this gray and unknown land.
Only the cold mechanical voice echoed in my ears: "Welcome to the 'Survival Game'. Those who complete the current level can enter the next game. Failure means elimination."
No one knew where this place was, and no one understood what "elimination" meant - until the first game started and someone was reduced to ashes in the red line of the rules, fear wrapped around everyone's throat like a vine.
Luo Xin clenched his fists, and the cold sweat on his palms soaked his cuffs. The despair I felt when facing the gun at the execution ground in my previous life was surprisingly similar to this moment. But this time, he is not alone, the whole world has become a player in this death game.
From the midnight chase in an abandoned hospital, to the plundering of resources on a rainstorm deserted island, to the trust game in a closed space... Every game hides fatal traps, and the key to clearing the level may be resourcefulness, ruthlessness, or even stepping on other people's corpses.
Some people form a team to keep warm, but in a blink of an eye they turn against each other for survival resources; some people seem to be cowardly, but show their fangs at the critical moment. Luo Xin watched as his former neighbors and strange passers-by fell one by one before his eyes, or turned into beings more terrifying than monsters.
He doesn't want to die.
The regret I had in my previous life for ruining my life in one breath has now become the sharpest weapon. He relies on his calmness and insight into human nature that are far beyond ordinary people to find hope in desperate situations: cracking loopholes in the rules, anticipating the greed of his opponents, and even daring to risk his life to grab a glimmer of life on the tip of a knife.
