After binding to the Absolute Rules System, I can turn any real-world rule into a deadly supernatural horror.
My boss made things difficult for me by docking my pay over attendance, so I turned the rules of “The College Entrance Exam” and “996” into National Fate dungeons.
Break even one rule by a single second, and even foreign gods are mercilessly erased on the spot by the rules of the exam hall.
In this world, where dungeons determine the fate of nations, the corrupt higher-ups of Daxia complain every day that my designs don't comply with safety procedures.
Since you say my designs violate the rules, I'll use the most rigid and complicated “absolute safety procedures” to deal with the whole world.
The first defensive dungeon goes live, titled “Senior Year Hell: The College Entrance Exam Sprint.”
You must get up at 5:30 a.m. for morning study. Be one second late, and you'll be judged “academically unmotivated” and physically sent to the afterlife on the spot.
Make even one mistake in the solution to the final math problem on the exam, and the Math Teacher NPC will wield a ruler to sever your divine nature.
The foreign genius challengers walk in full of confidence, but before half a day has passed, they're clutching “Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Practice Tests” and sobbing in the exam hall.
“Please, stop following the rules! We're going insane from all this extra tutoring!”…
