Not a Little Sheep? How to Kill the Infinite Stream?

He had a beautiful face, golden hair, slightly drooped eyes, light lips, and a smile like a harmless little sheep. The guards said he was the most well-behaved prisoner in the entire prison. But everyone knows that he holds seventeen lives in his hands. The moment the escort car rushed out of the guardrail, what Lin Zhao thought was: It would be too hasty to die like this. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on a bloody wasteland, with a mechanical system prompt in his ears - "Welcome to the infinite trial field. There are no rules here, the strong survive." People around him were still screaming and crying. Lin Zhao slowly sat up, looked down at his fair and slender wrists, bent his eyes and smiled. He really liked this place without laws. Later, there was a saying spread in the trial field: Never trust a weak and beautiful woman. When he looks at you, your life begins to count down.