[Infinite City + Micro Terror + Growing Neurotic Heroine + No CP + Micro Group Portrait]
Rules invade reality, regions are forcibly blocked, and humans become prey.
There is only me, Lin Zhaoyue, agent No. 6 Who died in the pursuit of the virus in my previous life.
While others are hiding, I want to trace those "abnormal" trajectories in reverse.
The top guy plays tricks on me, and I give him a Russian matryoshka doll in return.
Poor father asked me for help, who are you? Are we familiar?
They said the infected must be eliminated, and I smiled and accepted the monsters that came to me for help.
They say scoundrels are afraid of madmen, but madmen have nothing to fear. As long as I can achieve my goal, I don't mind being crazy for the rest of my life.
With the disease raging, is eternal life a punishment or a reward?
Time is lost in memory, can you still remember who you are?
This time, who will escape?
(PS: The heroine doesn't know how to love, and interactions involve intimate actions. The purpose comes first. She can use other people's feelings as a way to climb the ladder and use everything she can. She is not a good heroine)
There are good people and bad people. It takes a long time for a person to be born with his nature and environment.
I hope you can persist in reading a copy
