Humanity around the world is involved in a copy of the strange rules.
You will die if you break the rules, you will die if you answer the wrong questions, and you will die if you don't even know the rules.
Everyone recited the rules crazily, for fear of missing a word.
Only Chen Xuan moved a chair, sat down, and began to explain logic to the ghost.
Female ghost in red: "Am I beautiful?"
Chen Xuan: "'Beautiful' is an undefined concept. Please explain your criteria, frame of reference and expected answer type first."
Female ghost, collapsed.
The rules committee came after him, and he backhandedly wrote the committee into the rules, turning the committee into a copy.
The high-dimensional civilization observed him, he raised his head and asked: "Your experimental design is flawed, do you want my help to revise it?"
Rules are dead.
Logic is alive.
And Chen Xuan likes to find bugs in the rules the most.
