I've Seen the Probabilities, You Talk to Me About the Rules?

[Strange stories of rules + running group (DND) + absolute sanity + probability system] In 2026, a major revision event broke out, and the real world was reduced to countless independent "copies of rules." Breathing is prohibited in the midnight subway, no noise is strictly prohibited in the apartment, and only the dead can leave the convenience store... Everyone is trembling under the red dead end rule. Only Shen Weiming smiled. Because in the eyes of this former world actuary and computer science master, there are no secrets in this world, only "probability clouds" suspended above everything. [Rule: If you meet a faceless nurse, you will die if you turn around. ——The probability in Shen Weiming's eyes: The mortality rate when turning back is 100%, but if you turn around upside down, the mortality rate is revised to 0%, and there is even a 5% probability of triggering a hidden branch? [Rules: No weapons allowed. ——Shen Weiming took out a bone D20 die: The judgment passed, this is an ordinary toy (although it just smashed the monster's head). "As long as the probability is not 0, for an actuary, it is a sure win." ... Looking at Shen Weiming calmly throwing the dice in front of the indescribable ancient god, all the evil spirits and teammates in the dungeon collapsed: "Brother, please stop scheming and give the rules some face!"