After Being Assigned by the Gods, I Survived Until the End by Going Crazy

"Name?" "Xie Mi." "Age?" "Twenty-six... Oh no, this body is nineteen now." The young man in uniform raised his head and glanced at me coldly: "Xie Mi, you have received the divine judgment and you are required to report to the 'Dangerous Situation' within 48 hours. If you fail to do so, you will be killed according to the law." I stared at the thin ruling, which was covered with a scarlet seal - I couldn't tell what the pattern was, it just felt like an open eye, staring at me. Three days ago, I was watching a short video on Earth, and a pop-up window popped up: "Congratulations on being selected to participate in the God Game!" I thought it was some kind of junk advertisement, so I crossed it out. The next second, the world shattered into a mosaic before my eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on this long and cold street, surrounded by a gray sky, gray buildings, and a group of similarly gray-faced people. A thing that calls itself "the system" is ticking in my head, announcing the rules in an emotionless electronic voice: This is "danger", a human testing ground for the gods to have fun. If you live to complete the task, you will live; if you die, you will die. To be honest, I almost died on the spot. But fortunately, I have one advantage - I am very capable of breaking jars and smashing them. Since you can't escape, just lie down. "Can I not go?" I asked tentatively. The man in uniform said expressionlessly: "Okay. I can send you on your way now." "... I'm just kidding..."