Thriller Game: Return from the Unknown Level Forbidden Zone

Weirdness invades reality, and the horror game becomes a slaughterhouse, with only 10% survival rate left. While all the players were trembling in the dungeon, cutting and sacrificing their flesh in order to survive, Lin Que elegantly walked out of the "unknown level" restricted area with a suit that had never been messed up. "The rules require you to harvest your left hand as toll?" Lin Que smiled politely, and elegantly pulled out a hair under the horrified eyes of everyone: "I'm sorry, this hair is the highest courtesy I can give to this sect." [System Judgment: The price payment was successful! Cause and effect simulation achieved! The senior player collapsed: "We are playing with our lives, is he playing with the rules?!" Official update: "Mr. Lin, that is an annihilation level weirdness, please be sure to..." Lin Que: The shuddering weird residue was flowing on his fingertips, his eyes were sober and crazy: "The logic is bloated and the aesthetics are poor. This kind of defective product is only worthy of being my snack." When elegance becomes the prison of reason, he is the only salvation in this collapsed world.