Working overtime at midnight, the thick fog suddenly rose. When Chen Mo woke up, he fell into a strange office building that was eating people.
The yellowed and curled note was filled with cold iron rules of survival. Conversation in the elevator was prohibited. Close your eyes immediately when you saw the person in red. More than two people were not allowed in the conference room, and each floor was not allowed to stay for more than five minutes.
Break the rules and you die.
The strange sound of fingernails scraping echoed in the corridor, and there was a banging sound on the wall. The survivors died tragically one after another, and there was endless dragging and screaming.
Everyone in the group was in panic all day long. Only Gao Yuan was calm and calm, as if he had already seen through everything in the dungeon, and took the initiative to share the rules of survival.
Everyone regarded him as their lifesaver.
But Chen Mo gradually realized that something was wrong - the rules he told were half-true and half-false, deliberately misleading, pushing the survivors step by step into a death trap!
The book of rules awakened in the mind records only verified truths.
Ghosts harvest human lives according to the rules, but people's hearts are weaving deceptions in the dark.
In this building where life and death are determined by notes, ghosts are not scary, but hunters in human skin are the most deadly.
Chen Mo held on to his cell phone tightly, using the rules as his armor, not relying on his companions or trusting good intentions, and desperately looking for a way out amidst lies and weirdness!
I don't understand why a loser who was left to work overtime in the middle of the night suddenly has a higher IQ and stands out from the crowd. If you are so awesome, why do you still have to work overtime in the middle of the night?
I don't understand why a loser who was left to work overtime in the middle of the night suddenly has a higher IQ and stands out from the crowd. If you are so awesome, why do you still have to work overtime in the middle of the night?
Holy book! Divine book!