Rule Horror: I Put the Paranormal Through Its Paces

On the first day of school, a rules-based horror game descended, trapping three thousand people inside Qiming University.

Others awakened flames, super strength, and super speed.

What Lin Ye awakened was a fire tooth and a broken ring he couldn't take off.

The more dangerous things got, the more his tooth hurt.

His father was a paper effigy maker, and he grew up among piles of paper figures.

You had to leave the whites of a paper figure's eyes blank. The pupils came last.

So the moment the senior welcoming students smiled at him, he saw it at a glance: those pupils had been painted on afterward.

Ghosts have to follow rules to eat people. People have to use the rules to kill ghosts.

If he couldn't win, he'd lie low. Once he understood, he'd kill. Lying low was cost control; killing was settling accounts.

When ghosts set rules, he found loopholes. When ghosts changed the rules, he dug up old scores.

His profession was “Ghost Slayer”: file charges, pass sentence, execute.

Ghosts killed for food. When he killed ghosts, he followed procedure.

As he killed ghosts, he also made the rules kill them.

“Target: Yao Liben. Case filed.”

Not a single ghost he figured out survived.

This time, he would get ahead of the rules,

save the allies who had reached out to him, and take every one of them back from the jaws of the ghosts.

He had thought he could survive by killing his way through the school.

Only when the final rule unfolded before his eyes did he learn that the world outside the school gates had already fallen.

The school was only the beginning.