Death Live Broadcast: I Polished the Bomb into Scrap Metal

"Countdown to 30 seconds, detonate the red light and flash wildly." Lin Ran was tied to an iron chair, with a C4 bomb about to explode on his chest. Behind the bulletproof glass, the plutocrats who stole his hard-earned patent were jokingly betting that he would be blown into a pulp in a few seconds while holding red wine in a dark web live broadcast. In a desperate situation, Lin Ran awakened the "Concept Eraser". He raised his head indifferently and touched the void lightly. The entry was modified successfully! [C4 bomb about to detonate] became [C4 bomb about to detonate (misfired scrap iron)]. Under the eyes of all the gamblers on the Internet, he broke free from his restraints, picked up a "water-generating plastic toy gun" in the corner, and casually wiped out the word "water". Bang--! A real armor-piercing bullet directly shattered the bulletproof glass! "The death rules you made are over." Lin Ran stepped on the chaebol's head and chuckled, "Now, it's my turn to modify the physical laws of this world."