Story introduction
In order to stand up, I gritted my teeth and participated in the reality show "Midnight Heartbeat", which is known as "the most exciting in the world". After it started airing, I discovered that this was not a scripted performance at all - every copy of Chinese horror is a real death game, and failure means erasure.
While the other guests were being chased by starving ghosts in the gloomy old house, I stared at the rusty old pot in the courtyard.
While others burned talismans and recited mantras, I started a fire and cooked porridge.
A bowl of hot porridge was served, and the hung man with deep obsession cried out while holding the bowl.
Since then, I have relied on my ancestral cooking skills to change my painting style in the supernatural copy:
The plague ghosts that were overflowing in the "rat-repelling village" were smoked and fled in all directions by my seasoned version of the "pest-repelling soup";
In the ever-changing "Misty Hospital", the director, Li Gui, put down his butcher's knife for my bowl of "Returning Yang Noodles" with a restored flavor;
I actually relied on "eating to cross the soul" and passed the game all the way despite being watched by everyone on the Internet.
The popularity of the live broadcast completely exploded, and I was promoted from the 18th line to a god.
Just before the final clearance, the system's cold warning suddenly sounded:
[Warning: You have triggered the ultimate hidden copy-'the true identity of the audience'.
