National Games Live Broadcast Room: What I Filmed Cannot Be Broadcast

In the third year of the National Games dungeon era, the fighting methods of qualified players around the world are gradually converging - more domineering abilities, more sophisticated tactics, and more complete annihilation. Countries use this as a standard, one after another to break into the scene of ghost stories, and then redefine the "cost" based on the rising mortality rate. Chen Mo is the person forgotten by this set of standards. The profession he obtained is [War Correspondent]. There is only one skill: in the recording state, monsters cannot regard him as the first target of attack. The equipment is an expired press card and an unbreakable voice recorder. In other people's eyes, it's junk. But Chen Mo didn't think so. He had been a real war correspondent, running news under artillery fire and hearing cries in the ruins. He knows better than anyone that the most terrifying ability of this profession is never to attack, but to ask questions. When qualified people from various countries used their powers to fight against obsessions, he walked into the dungeon, sat across from the ghost, and pressed the record button. He didn't ask how to eliminate the opponent, he only asked: What did you go through before you died? Do you want to be heard? Do you have anything to say to the world? As a result, one obsession after another disappeared in front of him. Not to be killed, but to be understood. Chen Mo has no intention of becoming a hero. He just started being a reporter again. But the times no longer allow him to quietly do news, and global forces have begun to pay attention to this man who changed the rules with his questions. "They use weapons to deal with the copies. I'm responsible for letting the truth be seen."