Strange rules have come, and everyone is desperately trying to memorize the rules, find loopholes, and survive.
Chen Mo was different. He only found these broken rules annoying.
The first night I was dragged into Apartment 404 of the S-Class Death Copy, the rules stated that it was strictly forbidden to look in the mirror at midnight. He took one look at it, walked directly to the mirror, and scolded the ghost in the mirror who was crawling out, from infringement to plagiarism, and finally forced it to pay for the midnight snack. The ghost in the mirror froze in mid-air, silently closing the shower curtain and sealing the mirror.
When the knocker came, he picked up a kitchen knife and chased it all over the building. The living room was a forbidden area of death, so he insisted on cooking hot pot there. Because the dungeon rules crashed one after another, Weiyi saw him and made a collective detour. It took the Orderly organization three years of research to discover the truth. If he doesn't recognize the rules, the rules can't control him.
While others were surviving in the dungeon, he made the dungeon his home. The essence of rules is consensus. If he doesn't recognize it, it is just useless paper. There were six rules left, and he hadn't played with them yet.
