At the end of the corridor where there was no turning back at midnight, footsteps sounded like a countdown.
Mirrors throughout the building warned him: "Don't find you in your home."
Until Qin Yinquan lowered his head and opened the rule book - all the bloody words began to tremble, and the core logic of the copy was being dismantled and tampered with line by line.
"You call this pollution value? I call it an experience bar."
He stretched out his hand to touch the heart of the monster, his movements as graceful as signing for a courier.
While other players were crawling for survival, he taught the weirdos to re-understand the rules——
The next second, the entire copy knelt down.
The horror world soon went viral: The man named Qin could scare the ghost story itself out of its psychological shadow.
And a bigger copy is coming to reality quietly.
