Survive Gl

The game of death is coming. There are no rules and no clearance tips. Everyone was running, hiding, killing, and escaping, betting on their luck that they would be able to breathe another minute. When Yu Shimiao opened his eyes, he was in a single ward of the lunatic asylum. There was a pocket watch on the bedside table. The person on the watch said: You are the thirteenth player I have bound. The previous twelve are all dead. She looked down at her legs. He was born with muscle weakness and used a wheelchair every day, unable to run or hide. Then she opened the bedside table drawer and pulled out a pencil and a stack of medical records. The game of death has no rules. It doesn't matter. She writes it herself. Madhouse, campus, bus, castle, place abandoned by God. Thirty copies, others used their lives to try and make mistakes, she used her brain to deduce...