The city I live in has been listed as a rule-ghost-talking area.
New rules of death appear every day, and people around you disappear one after another.
When everyone was panicking and looking for a way out, I discovered a secret.
——Every rule can actually be embodied and captured.
So, while others were avoiding the rule of "Don't look into the shadows," I was busy putting shackles on the rule of "Don't look back at midnight."
"Another one," I looked at the flashing rule entities in the collection room with satisfaction, "Which one should be auctioned today?"
Unexpectedly, one day, the Lord of Rules came to the door.
He looked at my room full of "collections" with cold eyes: "You stole my rules."
I smiled and raised the specially made rule restraint: "Think about it? You can also become my collection."
