Hundreds of People Parachuted into the Isolated City, and the System Missed Me

One hundred people, one plane, and an abandoned city. The game begins the moment you land. Yanxun woke up suddenly and subconsciously looked around. It's too late to go wrong—the body wakes up before the memory—precisely controlling the parachute, avoiding obstacles, and placing bunkers, a series of operations are as smooth as instinct. A blank, full of dangers, the beginning of the collapse of the sky. What the machine can never calculate accurately is a person who doesn't play by the rules. When you find out that the entire battlefield is just an experiment, and you are a variable that should not exist - do you choose to be erased, or do you become the one who overturns the chessboard?