"Welcome to Xingfu Community, please abide by the following rules——"
Lin Zhao smiled after reading the third article.
"The elevator can only go up but not down? How will the people on the top floor get home? Should they jump off the building?"
The elevator door opens. The thing inside cracked a smile.
Thirty million people around the world have been forced to access "Return to the Ruins Trial", and each copy is a prison built with "rules".
Everyone knelt and obeyed the rules.
Only Lin Zhao stood.
She's not breaking the rules - she's proving they don't exist in the first place.
The mirror of the Happy Community, the medical records of the mental hospital, the ballot box of the wasteland train...
Each copy was broken down into parts.
Until she dismantled the last copy and found that behind the door was her office from three years ago.
Sitting at her workstation was a man who looked exactly like her.
The man raised his head with a standard smile:
"Did you finally find out?"
"The core code of Guixu was written by you yourself."
- Rules are made to fail. Including the one she made herself.
Intent: Rules can be rebuilt, but the right to think always belongs to everyone