Eclipse Anchor Point

The urban legend you thought was your ticket to hell. Jiang Yan never thought that the abandoned, distorted old photo in the corner of the convenience store late at night would be fatal. The moment his fingertips touched, the world spun, and he was overwhelmed by the biting coldness and the strong smell of blood. The retina exploded scarlet: [The anchor point has been activated, welcome to fall into the 'eclipse realm' - Blood Moon Castle. Survival rate: 0.03%] Chinese wedding hall, red candles weeping blood. Under the hijab, the bride's fingertips are cold and biting: "Mr. Lang, after drinking this cup of combined wine, we will never be separated from each other for the rest of our lives." (Anchor: a faded dragon and phoenix post) Western gallery, portrait whispers. The paint is dried blood, and the frame is a prison: "Find my... Most beautiful eyes..." (Anchor: a broken paintbrush stained with paint) Abandoned hospital, midnight rounds. The cold air from the morgue seeped into the bone marrow: "Bed No. 12... It's time... To change the dressing..." (Anchor: a prescription note filled with strange symbols*) Rules and strange stories are the iron laws of the eclipse world, folklore is the soul-seeking spell, and foreign horror stories are turned into a real melting pot of flesh and blood here. The "guests" in the hotel who never check out, the starting point of the cycle in the death battle royale... Each copy is a cage of despair nailed by an anchor in the cracks of reality. Jiang Yan, low-key and not pretentious, is both good and evil. He is physically strong, his mind is like a poisoned blade, and he is so calm that he is almost cold in the dungeon where flesh and blood are everywhere. He is good at navigating the cracks in the twisted rules of the Eclipse World, carving a bloody way out of desperate situations. The way to survive is to understand the secrets of the anchor point, use the rules, and even... Bend the rules. Until in the bloody corridor of the old castle, a cold dagger touched his lower back. The man's lazy and smiling breath brushed past his ears, carrying an aura of blood and madness: "You found the 'Blood Duke's Ring'? What a coincidence, I'm looking for it too. Will you cooperate, little fox? Or... I don't mind carrying you through the level, although it will be less fun." A habit of collecting "souvenirs" from dungeon bosses (such as a certain Duke's eyeballs), and a clearance record full of loopholes in the rules that have been exploited. When the most calculating survivors collide with the craziest rule crushers, they are under the gaze of the gallery, in the rule maze of the hotel, on the life and death line of the battle royale... They are not only the only companions in the darkness who can deliver their backs, but also the most dangerous chess players and prey. Jiang Yan gradually understood: if you want to survive in the eclipse world, just hiding and obeying is far from enough. You have to understand the curse of the anchor better than the evil spirit, and be better at dancing on the edge of the knife than the rules themselves. And the unscrupulous lunatic beside him seems to be born to be the nemesis of the Eclipse Realm... Or is it the most suitable part of it? [Copy type]: Chinese horror (folklore ghost stories) + Western horror (old castle/gallery/hospital) + rules ghost stories + death battle royale [Core Elements]: High IQ, Calm and Suffering × Crazy Attack with Crazy Strength Value | Strong Game | Fatal Rules | Thriller Survival | Plot Flow Purpose: Happy every day