This Ghost Talk Rule Is a Bit Bland

Start an S-level dungeon with seventeen death rules. All the players were reciting it crazily. Only Lin Ye reached out, tore the first rule off the wall and stuffed it into his mouth. Weird: "You... You violated the law!" Lin Ye: "The rules are gone, where are the fouls?" From then on, a walking rice cook appeared in the world of ghost stories. The copy collapsed, a strange collapse occurred, and the administration also collapsed. Lin Ye licked the corner of his mouth: "Any more? I'm not full yet."