The Truth of the Game

My name is Lin Mo, and I’m an ordinary college student. That was true until the day I stepped into an elevator and found that the buttons had turned blood red. A note was stuck to the door: “Remember the rules if you want to survive.” From then on, I was forced into a paranormal trial called the “Truth Game.” While everyone else relied on brute force, I used logic to exploit bugs. While the others screamed in terror, I calmly remarked, “There’s a loophole in this rule.” When all the players thought I was a pushover, I used the rules one by one to turn each instance into a solo clear. The mastermind wanted to watch me break down, but I struck back and dismantled its trump card.