I bought a diary for 20 yuan at a flea market, and from then on I was forced to live broadcast the strange rules of breaking through the level.
On the last subway train, a passenger in a red hat looked at me from across the seat;
After the library closed, the words in ancient books began to call my name;
In the bathroom late at night, the senior who had drowned for three years was handed soap stained with blood.
And all this was predicted in advance by that strange diary:
"Don't look at each other for more than 3 seconds"
"Get off the car immediately when you hear crying"
"Don't answer the call of a stranger"
I struggled to survive by relying on diary rules, but my live broadcast popularity soared by millions.
Until that day, handwriting that I had never written appeared in my diary:
"The assimilation progress is 3/5. The next time you violate the rules, you will become part of the rules permanently."
I was shocked——
I broadcast all the weird stories I cracked,
They were all promotion trials set by an ancient organization for me.
And the red eye mark on the back of the hand is getting clearer and clearer,
It's dragging me towards the source of the rules...
