Rules and Ghost Stories: My Dictionary Is Bigger Than Ghosts

Convenience store 2:17 in the morning. Raindrops hit the glass door slantingly, and the outdoor air conditioner hummed. The old man with a cracked mouth from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears, the giant planarian that emerged from under the floor, and the corridor light that always goes out in the S-level copy of "Happy Apartment". Science fails and rules collapse. The gray fog swallows the streets, the survivors huddle in the safe zone, and the things in the darkness are grinning and waiting for you to bend down. In this world, human life is as insignificant as dust; The building was about to collapse, and someone saw a young man standing between the rip monster and the planarian. The silver pendant flickered, and the dictionary pages moved automatically without wind. The monster's tentacles hung three inches above his head, but could no longer fall down. "Young man, my waist is not good because of my age. Can you help me pick up the fallen soap?" Blood rained down from one punch! "You're welcome, sir!"