[Strange talk about rules + national sports competition + live broadcast + anti-routine + black humor + king-challenging + cool writing + no heroine]
The strange rules came, the national destiny was bound, and I was selected to enter the death bus.
While the kings of soldiers and experts from other countries struggled in the shadows, I silently walked towards the seat that no one dared to touch.
"Please buy a ticket when you get on the bus." I raised my phone, which suddenly lit up, and pointed it at the first passenger - the woman whose neck was twisted 180 degrees.
"Please scan the QR code to buy tickets!"
Prime Minister Sakura laughed at me as a weakling and took the lead in voting to remove me.
My backhand was a slap in the face!
She called me vulgar, and my quintessence of Chinese language made her whole network dead.
She played moral kidnapping, and I emptied her coffers.
I laughed when she threatened me with the white moonlight in my heart.
"Sorry, my motherland has built the safest wall for her."
Now, she is crying and begging me to sell her a ticket.
And I am thinking about the last question:
Is this car's final destination hell, or... The place where the glory of our dragon kingdom shines?
