I was dragged into a real-person death game, but accidentally peeked into the screen to manage the group chat. They see me as an ant, adjusting the number of zombies just to please the VIPs. I relied on my poor information to kill the door-breaker, break into the secret room to get a pistol, and kill the BOSS to break the rules. When the supervisor put me on the hunting list and all the scavengers were dispatched, I just clenched the knife and responded with a sneer. From the moment I could see the screen, the roles of hunter and prey should be reversed.
