Rules Don't Count: My Script Is a Killer

All Hong Kong City Paranormal Mediation Centers know—— I, Li Midnight, am a waste among wastes, a loser among losers. My colleagues risked their lives to test the rules, while I curled up in the corner and smoked; The SSS-level incident hit me in the face, and I tilted my head: I won't go. Until that day, there was a mysterious file on the phone. It updates the core rules of supernatural events and their solutions. Others entered the tenement building and narrowly escaped death? I flipped through my phone: Oh, right foot first, third iron box from the left on the fourth floor. Azhen, I know you. The whole city went berserk with S-class weirdness, and everyone was running for their lives. I set up a dragnet with my backhand, one rule and one trap, and arranged everything clearly. Is the God Creation Society targeting me? Twenty years of core database, sorry, it's all on my phone now. The only price—— A splitting headache, supernatural flashbacks, and mental shocks come one after another. Later, due to side effects, the talent of "rule perception" gradually awakened—— It turns out that the human heart is the rule. How greedy the human heart is, how absurd the supernatural beings are... For the tranquility of the port city, for the peace of the world, for... I, Li Midnight, fight hard! Forget it, don't shout slogans, tell the truth: I just want to see how long these so-called "rules" can last. The dish dog counterattacks?