Rule Artist: I Modify Ghost Stories in the City

I saved them one by one from being swallowed up by the strange stories about rules. The desperate school beauty became my eyes that could sense my emotions. The dying detective became my sharp tool for retracing the scene. The out-of-control precognition, the collapsed container, the lonely digital life, the hungry purifier... They are victims abandoned by the rules, but they have become my strongest anchor against the rules. When the shadow of the destruction of the city fell, behind us, the elegant demon landlord shook his red wine glass and smiled: "Do you need me to provide... The ultimate asylum clause? Of course, you have to sign a contract." This is a story about redemption, bonding, and rewriting the rules in desperate circumstances. What we are revising is not just weird stories, They are doomed to a tragic fate.