One phone call unexpectedly brought Qi Xu into an infinite world.
Fail to clear a stage, and you die.
[Dolls, aren't they just adorable?]
"Brother, Bambi ran away."
One discovery after another revealed an increasingly cruel truth.
[I'm richer than you. Get it?]
"Anyone whose assets fall to zero will die."
"The only way to win is to keep accumulating wealth."
As Qi Xu cleared one stage after another, he discovered another version of himself.
"Who are you?"
"I'm you, but not entirely."
They were drawn to each other, even when they found themselves on opposing sides.
"Victory is mine." Qi Xu fiddled with two coins, declaring the final outcome of this game.
"It doesn't look that way."
[Infinite-flow narcissist story. The death-is-only-the-beginning gong x the information-obsessed shou]
P.S. 1. My writing is still rough, but I'll gradually revise it later.
2. It's a narcissist story, and I really want to capture that sense of clashing.
3. Both the gong and shou are ordinary people. With death breathing down their necks, they eventually find a way out.
Theme: Even in adversity, you must believe in yourself
