I'm Wang Hao, 25 years old, an overworked office drone so broke I can only afford instant noodles in packets.
Then I downloaded a strange card game app. It had just one rule: "Draw a card, play it, survive."
On the first day, I drew [Steamed Bun], and the next day my neighbor brought me three huge steamed buns. I was delighted, thinking this cheat was so thoughtful.
On the second day, I drew [Hot Latte], and a coffee shop gave me one for free because of a "system error." I got carried away. This wasn't a game, it was a wishing machine!
Then I drew [The Vengeful Ghost's Fingernail]. That night, the family of four next door, including their bratty kid who bounced a ball in the middle of the night, were found dead in their home, covered in claw marks like those of a wild beast.
I realized that every card I drew came true in the real world. And there are still 9,999 cards in my deck.
Worse still, the effects of every card point straight to my front door.
Now the next card on top of the deck is turning over by itself. It says: [Your Funeral].
"W-wait! I didn't draw that card! This is forced spending!"
"And what does 'survive' mean? I'm alive right now, aren't I?!"
"Um... could I get a discount? Or maybe swap it for [Play Again]?"
My card pool seems to lead somewhere terrifying. Is it too late to quit the game?
Anyone there? Please answer fast, this is urgent!
