It turns out that robbing lives... Is what it feels like.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to have power... Even just a tiny bit.
He raised his hand and looked at the red marks on his palm made by the anti-slip rubber of the wrench. Then, slowly tighten your grip.
Not enough.
Not nearly enough.
The game has begun. In other words, he was forced to participate in the killing chess game and lost the first piece. And the chess player... Lin Shuo raised his head and looked at the faintly visible outline of the brightly lit wealthy district on the other side of the city. The coldness in his eyes was even colder than the autumn rain.
He is no longer the abandoned son who can only wait for fate to decide.
He is Lin Shuo.
It is the host of the "killing and looting system".
It's a new chess piece that has just learned to move in this bloody chess game. Or, the future... Chess player?
