Finally, he is an incinerator at a funeral home, and he likes to swap other people's ashes when he's in a bad mood.
One day during the night shift, I finally discovered that the freshly burned corpse appeared intact, and four bloody words appeared on the wall.
"Death" "finality"
At this time, a panel appeared in front of Zhongyan.
[Welcome to the world of Guixu, I am number 7192.
Your penis is dead.
Rewards will be given after clearing all dungeons.
You can choose your own rewards
But if you die in the dungeon, you will disappear completely]
Finally, he opened the corner of the panel and scooped up the urn next to it.
"Reconstruction from Ashes"
"Funeral Home Code"
The system said that my task phone will survive for three days. During these three days, I will be assigned any role and work at any time. I cannot OOC or violate the rules, otherwise I will bear the consequences.
[Rule 8: You can always trust your superiors]
Final os: Just understand all the rules in reverse and it will be fine
"Time Prison"
We are all sinners, and as long as we prevent the warden from performing the ritual, we can survive. Otherwise the execution ritual would be repeated forever.
"Zu Yan, here's our chance to cooperate." Shi Shang put his hand on Zu Yan's shoulder and looked at Zu Yan with a smile.
"It depends on the tacit understanding."
"Samsara Train"
Find the "people who got off the train" and escape from the train to survive. But outside the car window is a chaotic copy of the past, and the radio noise is the observer's dying breath.
Finally, it was the first time that I felt it was so difficult to breathe. The picture showed the reflection of every reincarnation.
Finally, he looked at Shi Shang: "Can we still get out?"
The six people were silent.
"Yes."
When the copy progress reached 100%, the system finally showed its fangs: [Congratulations on completing the level! The reward is - delete all traces of your existence]
Finally, the ashes ring on his index finger shattered on the ground and sank into the sand.
Shi Shang's mouth oozed blood, but he still straightened his back: "Look back in time."
In the 7193rd reincarnation, I will also come to you.
I have already thought up the outline of the full text! There are about 12 copies.
Currently working on a copy of "Funeral Home Rules"
Intention: We are not the lucky ones, we are just the experimenters who have taken control and started a new reincarnation again.