Ten Rules for a Deserted Island in the Apocalypse: Beneath the Underground Palace

After a global cataclysm, Lu Chen led a team onto a deserted island rumored to be the “last pure land,” only to stumble upon ten deadly rules. The survivors feared the island like a haunt and spent five years barely scraping by. Only the newcomer Shen Yan gave his compass a disdainful glance and scoffed: “Ghosts and gods? This is obviously a thousand-year-old death trap laid by the ancients.” While everyone else cried as they memorized survival mantras, they were already figuring out how to break the rules. While others prayed they wouldn’t run into the white-robed figure, they had already followed a ventilation crack to the entrance of an underground palace. Lu Chen kicked open the first stone door and shoved a Luoyang shovel into Shen Yan’s hand. “Lao Ba, get to work.” Shen Yan grumbled, but his discerning fingers were already tracing the patterns of the thousand-year-old mechanisms. Later generations summed up that battle like this: “That night, every damn ghost on the island lost its job.”