Jiang Lin, a street gangster, has only four words in life: just stay alive. Until a line of text popped up on his phone - "You have been selected as the anchor of Luanxu, and the live broadcast is about to begin."
Jiang Lin's label: "Vulnerability·SSS level" - the system cannot be evaluated because his existence itself is a bug.
The first opponent he met was Mo Yuan.
Black shirt, black gloves, smile like a blade. The top fraudster, labeled "Fraudster·S-level". He entered the live broadcast not to survive, but to find out the truth about the fire when he was seven years old - the fire that burned his memory and left scars on his hands.
A scoundrel who relies on intuition to expose all lies. A liar who uses logic to weave a seamless scam.
The first dungeon, late night cafeteria. Jiang Lin held the lollipop in his mouth and said, "The rules don't say two people can't order it together." Mo Yuan stood up and walked to the bar side by side with him. The barrage exploded: "What kind of divine cooperation is this!"
Since then, the live broadcast room has become extremely popular. The audience labeled them: "Crazy critics", "Scoundrels" and "Chosen partners". The enemy whispers in the mirror, the hunter hunts on the cruise ship, and the owner sneers behind the scenes.
But they only care about two things: surviving, and—why hasn't the other person's hand released yet?
From testing each other to relying on life and death, from fighting alone to deceiving the world. When the final copy comes, there is only one rule - "The owner's word is the truth."
Mo Yuan stood in front of the host and took off his right glove: "You have even forgotten your own name. What kind of truth are your words?"
In this case, what they deceived was not people, but fate.
