◤ Weird stories about rules + high IQ survival + moral dilemma ◢
On the seventh day of the apocalypse, I discovered that the rules were all bugs
A bloody sky enveloped the world, and human beings died in large numbers amidst contradictory rules:
[Please give up your seat to the elderly] - The bones of those who do not give up their seats will dissolve
[The ward is kept quiet at night] - but the radio must be turned on at two o'clock in the morning
My name is Lin You, a former rules designer. After witnessing his colleagues being crushed into pieces by the "Sigh Rule", dark gold text appeared on the retina:
[Rule pollution detected... Paradox system activated]
I can see the rules, and I can even see the fatal contradictions between the rules.
While others seek survival, I look for system vulnerabilities
When other survivors knelt down and licked the "fair deal" offered by the leader of the force, I stared at his suspended scale and sneered:
"System prompt - note that the pallet itself is also on the scale."
When the safe zone required that one person be sacrificed by drawing lots every night, I tampered with the radio circuits and flashed Morse code with lights:
"No one needs to die tonight."
⚖️ But every time I exploit a vulnerability, I get one step closer to being "inhuman"
Rule text appeared on his arm, his left eye always showed red rules, and the pollution value was close to the limit.
And my sister was chosen as the ultimate sacrifice, and the restoration of order was nothing more than a breeding ground for high-level carriers.
✨The final choice is before me:
Follow the rules and become an accomplice? Break the rules and become a monster?
I opened my notebook, which recorded the names of all the victims, and wrote down the 101st chapter:
[This rule is allowed to be broken]
Then I hit delete on the entire world.
"In the logic hell, I am not a survivor——"
