At three o'clock in the morning, gamer Lin Mo was challenging the highest difficulty level of "Slay the Spire".
The screen flickered, white light exploded, and he fell into a damp, depressing, and rusty world.
There are cards, monsters, elites, and bosses here—exactly the same as in the game.
But the difference is that when he hits a "blow", his arm will actually hit that blow; when bitten by a monster, the wound will actually bleed; death is real death.
[The card system is activated. The initial deck has been distributed.
[The battle begins.
Lin Mo looked at the five cards suspended in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"This game... I'm familiar with it."
He thinks that he is a player, a raider, and a God who controls all the rules.
But he soon discovered that the world was far more complicated than games——
There are other adventurers here, a mysterious shop owner, a silent blacksmith, and the being called the "gatekeeper" who is watching him like a shadow.
"Do you think you are playing a game?" Qianyan said with a smile, "No, the game is playing a game on you."
This is a story about calculation and accident, rules and human nature, control and loss of control.
When reality is reduced to numerical values, when life is quantified into blood volume, when every choice may be the last——
Can Lin Mo still maintain his "optimal solution"?
