[Dead card = death penalty, live card = life extension]
Human beings around the world have been forcibly dragged into copies of the cards, and elevators, corridors, and subway turnstiles have become scenes of life and death.
The first time I drew a card, the one I drew was [Crowbar]—a generally considered useless card. But he has a little-known talent: the system draws cards, and every time he plays, he will pay out the hidden money.
While other players are still crying for survival cards, he has already regarded the rules as pass tickets.
The dungeon is getting more and more fierce, and the seven-day safe zone is getting tighter and tighter. What's even more troublesome is that the beautiful teammate the system matched him with looks at him like he's looking at a corpse.
There was no rush to explain. He simply tucked the crowbar behind his waist and walked through the next door.
——Whether a scrapped card can survive depends not on the system, but on who is using it.
