Forced to Make a Fortune by Eating Food and Broadcasting While on the Run

[This article has been completed~The illustrations are online~Click ↑ to draw~I hope everyone can draw the pictures you like~If you enjoy reading, please rate (Star Eye)] [The next door is writing a new article: Self-rescue guide for cannon fodder in aristocratic colleges~, please collect it if you are interested~] An Cheng has been living an ordinary life for the past 20 years. He originally thought that his life would go on like this, but his peace was broken. He was pulled into the "Living to Death" Tarot game, and obtained a mukbang system that had nothing to do with escape. Question: Is there anything sadder than being pulled into an escape game? An Cheng: There is an unreliable system. How unreliable is it? An Cheng (unable to speak): It's a mukbang... System. —— According to legend, the people who live to die hate the useless and beautiful players who can't carry their shoulders or lift them. They collectively call this type of people - butterflies. Nothing but beauty. An Cheng, who had witnessed an atrocity with his own eyes, looked at the man walking over. There was a layer of suspicious liquid on his hands. The man squatted down and put a cloak on the frightened man. After a moment of silence, he took out a handful of candies. An Cheng (holding out his hand timidly): Cut off... Deprive yourself of food? [001] (Scratching his head and thinking hard): It seems... Not quite right. —— Copy 1: [Yes or No] [Under high pressure, students who found campus life boring started a weird game in the dormitory. The story was always pleasant at the beginning, but things gradually became wrong. This school hides a shocking secret. [The game can't be stopped. What awaits them will be death. As soon as the unlucky An Cheng entered the game, he was forced to drink the unknown liquid in the cup. After he drank, the NPC next to him drank the remaining water in his cup as if he couldn't wait any longer, and commented: "It's his turn." The NPC farthest away from him stopped after a quick chirp. "Yes or No?" An Cheng (poor): No, can't it be OR? It's over, I was thrust into the death point as soon as I came in. —— According to legend, the most annoying thing for users watching the live broadcast is to encounter a dodder flower that barks three times every step, gasps three times every time it runs, and loves to rub its thighs. It is useless except as a hindrance. What they love is the highly intelligent level-breaking and bloody battles, the [Perfect Prophecy] that has gone down in history, the unprecedented ways to break through levels and SS-level props. Only in this way can the audience's passion and enthusiasm be fully stimulated. And An Cheng, who is neither smart nor a strong man, and has no talent for breaking through obstacles: "Otherwise, I'd rather die through euthanasia." The house leaked and it rained all night. An Cheng's system was still a mukbang system. He simply couldn't imagine how many people would criticize him for being a loser in the barrage. But—— ——The baby is too thin, please eat more. ——I really want to steal all the points of players in this dungeon to buy you food. ​—Like it, like it, like it 16876 times. An Cheng: These audiences don't seem that scary. [001]: No? You? A bit exaggerated. (Light a cigarette) An Cheng: I became the top scorer by relying on mukbang rewards, how can I break it? —— An Cheng is a very fragile but very self-reliant person. He knows that he is weak, so he carefully pretends to be stupid all the way and tries to survive until the end, but he is interrupted every time. Man (unbearable): Whose thigh are you hugging? An Cheng (innocent): I am clearing the level by myself. Reading tips: 1. Escape puzzle (idiot version), fake heartthrob, narcissus, slice attack 2. There are too many Tarot elements in the copy, and the setting depends entirely on editing. 3. Love dog training, reversal, and slap-in-the-face literature. (I am a native dog) Purpose: Live well at all times