At 7 p. M., The city switches rules - no looking into anyone's eyes. There were only three living people left in Lu Ming's live broadcast room. He looked up and faced the pupilless figure under the streetlight. The barrage exploded: "He committed a foul! He saw it!" Lu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes and smiled: "The rules say you cannot look into the eyes of a 'person'. Does that thing count as a person?" The next second, the [Recorder] template flashed - the rule was broken, and his name was notified throughout the city. The number of people in the live broadcast room increased from 3 to 300,000. Guilds, chaebols, and regulatory bureaus all targeted him at the same time. But Lu Ming didn't tell anyone: he had been able to break all the rules long ago, but he deliberately left one behind. Because beneath that rule lies the truth that he must bury with his own hands. Tonight, he wants everyone to think he is a hero. Only the enemy knows - he is more dangerous than the night.
