Oh, You're Having a Breakdown?

[My next book is "I Got Trapped in a Horror Game, but I'm a Jinjiang Moderator." Check my author page to see it; the blurb is at the very bottom.]

Less serious blurb:

After the second explosion, the office reset to how it had been at the beginning. Everyone understood their task [Survive for three minutes] and knew they were facing their final chance: if they failed again, they'd be trapped here forever, repeating the cycle.

Most people looked grave, some even panicked or furious.

There was just one person who...

was touching the task board inappropriately!

"This handwriting is so pretty. Is it handwritten?"

"Where did these words come from? So amazing. City folk sure know how to have fun."

"Oh, this clock feels pretty solid..."

Everyone held back again and again, until they finally couldn't take it anymore. They got angry...

For a moment.

Because just as they were about to do something, the level System spoke:

[Congratulations, player Zang Xi, on clearing the level]

How the hell did this guy clear it??!!

Serious blurb

Zang Xi wakes up to find himself in an unfamiliar company with twenty people inside and a clock on the wall counting down from three minutes.

No one knows anyone else, and they're all anxious about their strange surroundings.

When the three minutes are up, the office explodes, killing everyone.

Zang Xi opens his eyes and finds himself back in the office.

Everything is just as he first saw it, except now there's a line of text beside the clock on the wall.

[Survive for three minutes 3:00]

As soon as everyone sees the words, the number on the right starts counting down.

Some people try to leave, some try to smash the clock, and some try to call the police...

Three minutes later, the office explodes.

When he wakes up for the third time, Zang Xi feels anxious. He hurriedly looks at the wall, and just as he expected, another line of text has appeared:

[This is your last chance. If you fail, you'll be trapped here forever, repeating this cycle.]

Then...

[Survive for three minutes]

Blurb for "I Got Trapped in a Horror Game, but I'm a Jinjiang Moderator"

RBT [first-person blurb, third-person main story]

1 vs. N

I'm a veteran moderator on Jinjiang's content review team. I've rejected at least five hundred, maybe eight hundred, perhaps even a thousand... ten thousand manuscripts.

One day, I was transported into a horror game novel.

I give up. Aren't I a moderator?

How did I end up inside it?

At least my moderation abilities have become real. I can censor every violation in the book with black boxes or slap a red lock on it.

Haha, isn't this a piece of cake? Easy as pie!

Watch me dominate the horror game!!!

!!!

What the hell, why have I been sent to the penalty box?

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There is no main gong. Each stage has only one gong.

A story written to vent.

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