Savior of the Dragon Kingdom: Folklore Chosen

In the year 2080 of the Blue Star Calendar, the strangely infected black stain has swallowed up more than one-third of the country, and the infected "lost land" no longer follows common sense. It all started three years ago when weird rules came out of thin air and forced the start of the "National Destiny" game: the chosen ones from each country entered a copy with broken logic. When the chosen ones were alive, the national fortunes increased and resources poured in. When the chosen ones died, the national fortunes declined and disasters struck. People's life spans were shortened. When the national fortunes returned to zero, the country was completely destroyed. In just three years, the territory of civilization has collapsed violently, and fear has swept the world. The Dragon Kingdom failed in all nine attempts, leaving only 10% of its national destiny and one-fifth of its territory occupied. What's even more fatal is that in the process of chasing modernity and rationality, the ancient folk customs, taboos and other underlying memories of civilization in the Dragon Kingdom have long been forgotten. When these cultural fragments are reproduced in a distorted form by strange stories about rules, people have lost the context to understand the rules and can only passively endure death in front of the strange stories. But humanity is not completely hopeless: the forgotten fragments of classics, the vague murmurs of old people, and the stories deeply rooted in our hearts are the last remaining fires of civilization. Although the strange rules are chaotic, they have a hidden sense of order. They can be understood and exploited. The core of this game is the contest between two order logics - not just a collision of forces, but also a game between civilized memory and strange rules. With only 10% of the national fortune remaining in the Dragon Kingdom, amid the shortened lifespans and spreading despair of hundreds of millions of citizens, the resonance of civilization across time and space is quietly sprouting in unknown corners.