Wherever Jiang Jue lives, a group of people are drawn into the world of ghost stories every day. It's useless to worship Buddha there, and it's useless to call your parents. The only thing that is useful is the "time" you earn.
Enough "time" allows you to come and go freely, or it can be exchanged for treasure, opportunity, luck, or even immortality, which people are willing to protect with their lives.
Unfortunately, one time when I was working overtime, the clock was pointing to midnight, and the beeping sound sounded. I closed my eyes to take a breath, and when I opened my eyes, everything was unfamiliar.
"Player 1231 enters the game"
Jiang Jie was drawn into the world of ghost stories.
At this time, in a brilliant exhibition hall, screens were lit up one after another, and the players' frightened faces were enlarged, some were curled up, or some were screaming.
Players coming and going watched, leisurely betting on who would be the winner.
Motto: Time is expensive, don't waste it