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An accident, Su Ruan accidentally entered the mysterious live broadcast room of ghost talk. In the name of heaven, they enjoy the joy of hell. Their slogan is-- [Heaven Live Broadcast Room, we are not the reminder of death, but the porters of life~] Each live broadcast scene was more thrilling and more interesting than the last. Su Ruan originally thought that he would be cannon fodder when he came in. But why do these weird rules seem more familiar the more we look at them? ... ... ... Is this completely turned into code? ? So, in the dungeon space where everyone was in danger, the players gradually discovered a guy with a strange painting style. Others were cautiously exploring the rules. She took out a thermos cup of wolfberry tea and did a set of Tai Chi first. Su Ruan: No matter when and where you are, you must maintain good health. The player in the same dungeon was being chased by ghosts. She slowly pressed the hidden secret door on the wall. Su Ruan: I'm just a monk halfway through, and I'm just good at figuring things out. Everyone was dubious, thinking that she secretly filled up her luck points. Su Ruan followed suit, took out his notebook, and started writing code. Everyone: ... No, sisters, can this be a waste of work? Su Ruan: No way, you know, I study computer. In fact, she calmly took a look at the complicated data information behind the ruined temple and began to cheat openly. Until Su Ruan went deeper and deeper, strange forces came to the door one after another, and Su Ruan gradually discovered the truth behind the live broadcast room. ... ... But if the outcome is doomed from the beginning, does personal choice still have value? Will you fall into that abyss again without hesitation?