[I use rules to judge crazy gods!
"Our world is a mental hospital for gods."
My name is Chen Mo, a "night watchman" who guards the forbidden area of the city - the "Seventh Ward". Here are the rules, written and enforced by me:
·Rule 1: If you hear the sound of looms at midnight, do not peep and say silently, "No work today."
·Rule 2: When you meet the old woman seeking eyes, offer your left eye and it will be returned at sunrise.
·Rule 3: If the shadow acts independently, follow it, not the memory.
Everyone thought it was just an urban legend. Until a group of internet celebrities broke into my ward and woke up the sleeping "patients".
When the "Spider Buddha Mother" made of countless silk threads hung from the roof, and when the street lights turned on and off like nerve impulses, they realized that the rules were no joke.
And I calmly opened the "Medical Record Book" and softly pronounced the verdict:
"Patient code name 007, 'Weaving Obsession' Buddha Mother. Symptoms: Using human skin as cloth and soul as thread, weaving the eternal Kingdom of God."
"Treatment: Rule Obliteration."
Others use peach wood swords to drive away evil spirits, but I use rules and logic to provide... Forced treatment for these crazy gods.
When the most powerful ancient god awakened from the abyss and dragged the city into a nightmare, all the survivors knelt before me, begging me to take action.
But I closed the medical record book, looked into the void, and told the night watchman's biggest secret:
"Sorry, this court refuses to accept it."
"Your illness is hopeless."
"The verdict is hereby - completely formatted."
