In the City of Mirrors, happiness is mandatory.
The satisfaction rate here is as high as 100%, the streets are flowing with gold and honey, and passersby are all holy demigods.
As a low-level logic cleaner, Link has always been proud of this.
Until that day, his "visual filter" unexpectedly broke down.
He saw——
The so-called Golden Avenue is an automatic conveyor belt filled with carrion;
The elegant demigod passerby is a living corpse with plastic film sewn on his skin and a smile forced by wires at the corners of his mouth;
And the crystal-clear spire in the center of the city, symbolizing the pinnacle of civilization, turned out to be a womb of flesh and blood that was thousands of meters high and pulsating crazily!
"System error: The detected exception is real, and the logic core is being forced to load."
Link held the rusty steel drill and looked at the ferocious and twisted monsters all over the street. A brainwashing broadcast rang in his ears:
"Citizens, welcome to the best of times."
