I Am Reborn in the Park

The moment he woke up from the water prison in the northern Myanmar fraud park, Zhao Long knew he was finished. Until he discovered that the occupational diseases he experienced in his previous life could save his life here. Fraudulent data? He backhand found 620 fake customers and made a comeback in public. Performance swallowed up? The difference in refunds over three months was 400,000, each of which was evidence of money laundering. The general set up a test? 78 Number jumps revealed the hidden secret, and even the general said "you passed." But the park does not believe in innocence, only in chips. On the day he signed the execution, he retched three times. As his ally was dragged away, he opened his mouth but made no sound. His comrade was seriously injured, but he chose not to save him. Behind every "correct calculation" stood someone he would never see again. The general wants him to be a sword, the king wants him to be a chess piece, and the black wolf wants him dead. In a three-party game, he was caught in the middle, with only one account in hand. The moment he opened the ledger, he knew he couldn't go back - but there were some roads where there was no turning back. If you're right, you'll vomit. If you calculate wrong, you will die. If you stop, all those who died before will die in vain.