The Script I Hosted Is a Real One

Lin Yuan, 22 years old, owes 230,000 yuan, and the script-killing shop is on the verge of bankruptcy. Until midnight one day, there was an extra "Room 13" in the store that never existed. Behind the door is the "Reflection World" - the rules are completely twisted. People who die in the reflection will also die in "accidents" in reality. Each copy corresponds to an unsolved case in reality. While others were struggling to survive in the horror copy, Lin Yuan took out his mobile phone: "I hosted this copy thirty-seven times last year." He is the only "two-way anchor" - existing in both reality and reflection. The profession of script-killing DM has been sublimated into god-level abilities in the world of reflection: [reading book] sees through the rules, [helps the car] modifies the rules, and [revises the book] tampering with the core lie. But at the end of all the copies, they point to what my mother said before she fell: "Yuanyuan, don't believe me in the mirror."