Qin Huai, deputy leader of the inspection team of Institute 127, faces "research subjects" every day - "pre-humans" who have dangerous abilities due to mysterious virus mutations. Recording bloody containment files was his daily routine, until something happened to his old colleague "Old Liu", which made him question the cold classification boundaries.
Jiang Yu, the "legendary traitor" of the institute - he gave up the aura of the core research team and was willing to be transferred to the most peripheral inspection team. With a transfer order, he was parachuted in as Qin Huai's boss. The second time they met, the cold light on his fingertips left a bloody warning on the side of Qin Huai's neck.
When the terrorist research entity "Big Player" with an SSA-level number suddenly disappeared and was upgraded, a deadly game covering research institutes around the world was forced to start.
Qin Huai, Jiang Yu and five colleagues were thrown into a strange dungeon. Bloody rules, lurking "ghosts", archives hiding a way to survive... They must struggle to survive in the countdown to death.
This is just the first break in the prelude to the twelve levels of purgatory. From the desperate whispers oozing out of the autopsy table in the mental hospital, to the rouge demanding life under the swaying red candles in the underworld wedding hall; from the last bus to the underworld with weird rules like cobwebs, to the twisted paradise of thorns under the skin of a sweet fairy tale... Every world is a carefully woven funeral.
When the heart dances on the tightrope of death and sinks, this "game" that begins with scars will eventually end with the soul as the bet on a burning love that burns away the boundaries.
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"I'm ready."
Meet you again.
Preview of the next copy: Happy to the grave
[The ego uses rouge to paint corpse makeup, he cuts off the red silk and kills the bridegroom]
Daily updates are expected to resume around September 10th
Intention: There were people here who tried to play God until they learned to respect life
