Rules Strangler in Yu Baizhong

You walk into a mourning hall and there's yourself in the coffin - and it's coming to life little by little. This is "remaining white". Each copy has a new set of rules. No force. No plug-ins. There is no protagonist aura. There are only information gaps, logical chains, and precise calculations of people's hearts. Every detail you observe may be a way to survive, or it may be a trap deliberately fed to you by others. Lu Ming only has one weapon: he sees the unwritten part of the rules earlier than anyone else. But Yu Bai was also looking at him. Every time he clears a level, his body undergoes an irreversible change. The skin on the back of my hand turned to paper. The joints of the little finger turned to stone. The costs are piling up. The copy is being upgraded. And the answer to "Why were you chosen?" Is getting closer. If you don't reverse it, you will die. If you reverse it wrongly, you will die. Welcome to Yubai. Please start your self-anatomy. Pure battle of wits, no golden fingers, no good word count, definitely not for cultivating immortality, not for the faint of heart