The copper compass in the second-hand bookstore had just turned crazy, and Chen Mo's wrist had a silver-patterned wristband that couldn't be picked off. The moment humans around the world simultaneously accessed the "Star Tracks Game", the autumn sun turned into frosted glass soaked in gray-blue cold light, and people in the square began to disappear like smoke.
He had the ability of "Old Paper Tracing" that could read the memories of old objects, and was thrown into the first copy of "Snow White's Dressing Table". The task bar bounced dazzlingly: Protect the princess for six hours, if you fail, "the star track will be detached" - just like those who disappear, disappear like smoke. But when he took out the bloody cosmetic knife from the castle kitchen, the truth that the old paper had been smashed into it sent shivers down his spine:
Snow White here is not a victim in fairy tales. She wears a white dress embroidered with blood-core roses, uses dwarf blood to make lipstick, smiles as sweet as melted sugar, and her fingertips can pop out razor-like nails; the hunter is not a warrior of the savior, but an "ingredient agent" carrying a hooked arrow, who specializes in collecting "eternal snacks" for the witch; and he, the "second dwarf", is just the prey marked "fresh" on the princess's menu.
Concept: Star trails are cold, bonds are hot - under the cruel game rules of "survival of the fittest", the persistence and protection of the little people are the strongest foundation to fight against "evolutionary selection".