Jin Xiaobai transmigrated into a parallel world shrouded in Rule Horror.
Here, everyone had to follow eerie rules to survive:
“Do not look in the mirror after midnight.”
“On the last subway train, don’t take an empty seat.”
“If you receive a red envelope from a stranger, never open it.”
Those who broke the rules would vanish without a sound or twist into inhuman monsters.
In response, the world established the Rule Investigation Bureau, which specialized in studying these horrors and drawing up survival guidelines. Ordinary people could only run, hide, or make offerings when faced with the uncanny. They tried to use their wits to interpret the rules and survive in the cracks.
But Jin Xiaobai was different.
He discovered that his martial arts cultivation was still intact.
While the investigators were still analyzing loopholes in the rules word by word, Jin Xiaobai had already punched the mirror ghost in the face.
While elite squads risked their lives testing the limits of the rules, Jin Xiaobai kicked the spine of the red-clothed specter in half.
The entire bureau was stunned. “Who exactly are you?”
Jin Xiaobai wiped the eerie black blood from his fist and answered earnestly, “I practice martial arts. Would you believe me?”
And so began an absurd, thrilling legend: while everyone else solved puzzles with their brains, I broke through with my fists. Rule Horror? Sorry, my martial arts can handle anything that dares to defy me.
