My name is Wang Zijian, and I am a standard otaku who lives a life of three o'clock and one line of work every day. In this era where we receive twice as much information, I am one of thousands in real life. But in the online world, my persona is that of an investor in a large company. Every day, I output opinions that I think are correct and then slightly revise them with criticism, which has helped me gain a small number of fans. That day I received an invitation letter for an immersive script killing, and the story begins here. I always thought that the online world was purely virtual, but I didn't expect that the following experience would be unforgettable for me...
Concept: The virtual online world is not completely virtual. The side everyone lets you see is what they want you to see. What happens after the disguise is taken off?