Twelve-Chen Beast

Have you ever received a package at midnight? Yang Sicheng received it. Six in total. Brown paper envelopes, QR codes, and an invitation to a closed beta that was said to "change your life"—she threw the first five into the shredder. The sixth one was more sincere, with a bronze ring and a black feather attached, and a vague word engraved on the rusty green inner ring. At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bell rang, and she was accidentally involved in a game called "Midnight". Once the game starts, it will never end. This is a death system composed of Eastern star mythology and high-dimensional rules. Where the neon lights don't shine, there are trains honking in the dark; chaebol toasting in high-rise buildings, while AI records every breath in the cloud. And humans are dismantled into players. Welcome to Midnight. Welcome to the first copy—— "Galaxy Train" A train carrying centuries-old unsolved cases and dead souls is moving. Every stop is a real death scene that cannot be escaped. At every stop, someone is written on the "disappearance list." System prompts: [Copy has been opened] [Please do not respond to strange calls at midnight] Welcome aboard. Don't cover your ears.