When the Evil God Descends on the Infinite Worlds

After waking up, Yu Cheng was pulled into a livestream game he couldn't escape. A newbie entering an infinite world for the first time, he was a sickly young man wearing a trench coat and gloves in the middle of a sweltering summer. Yu Cheng was mocked from every direction. "He's got a pretty face, but his arms and legs are so thin he looks like a stiff breeze could knock him over. He'll be lucky to survive the first day." "He'll probably wet himself when he sees a ghost." "Why did we get stuck with such a sickly guy in our group? What rotten luck." On the first night, the others all "coincidentally" left Yu Cheng alone. Long, damp hair brushed across his face, and a rusty dagger stabbed into his heart. Blood spread across the bed in a wide stain. Just as the ghost thought Yu Cheng was dead, the frail young man on the bed suddenly opened his dark eyes and stared at the monster before him. He bit the edge of his elaborately patterned glove and pulled it off, raising the corner of his eye. "Thanks to you, I can use my ability again." Ghost: ? "You killed me once. How many times should I bite you in return?" A demon's whisper sounded in its ear. The next second, a sharp scythe pierced its heart and tore through its body. The following morning, all the survivors quietly breathed a sigh of relief. With Yu Cheng sacrificed, they had gained another day to survive. The law of the infinite world was survival of the fittest. If anyone was to blame, it was Yu Cheng for being too weak. Then, with a creak, the door to Yu Cheng's room opened. The young man smiled warmly. "Good morning!" Everyone froze. Was he human or a ghost? Everyone else wanted to live. Yu Cheng was the only one thinking: Hurry up and come kill me, will you? Ghost: Damn it! I'm traumatized! 2021.8.21 Theme: The light of justice shines down on the road