[Infinite Streaming, Rules, Cthulhu, Group Portraits]
When the elevator plummeted to the eighteenth level of hell, Shen Wan signed a contract - in exchange for fear.
From then on, when an evil spirit touches his face, his heartbeat does not speed up, and when an evil god whispers, his brow does not frown. He was observing the rules when his teammates were screaming, he was piecing the pieces together when his teammates collapsed, and he was as calm as a knife when his teammates were sacrificed.
Everyone thought he was crazy. Only the Sheepheads know - the fear of sacrifice is not a blessing, but a curse.
When the indescribable existence deep in the theater opened its eyes, Shen Wan was the only person who would not look away.
Because his fear has long been taken away, along with the qualification to escape.
If fear were a currency. Then he is already bankrupt.
Therefore, bankrupt people can only serve as the door themselves.
"The theater has begun, my friend. Come in and take a seat and see how this man without fear puts on a farce of playing games with God."
