"I know that there is a pair of eyes watching us in ways I cannot understand."

I know that there is a pair of hands that are manipulating us in ways beyond our imagination.

Our thoughts have been rewritten.

Our bodies are imprisoned.

I know that you are beings from a higher dimension.

I know you call yourselves players.

Today, I, Lu Yuan, bear the weight of tens of thousands of game lives that are considered useless data.

Formally to you in higher dimensions

Declare war!

......

......

Lu Yuan concluded his impassioned speech and slowly walked down from the platform. Looking at the dungeon boss, who was strapped to an electric chair, he spoke earnestly.

"Fellow villager, hang in there, this is all for your own good."

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[Original rule-based weird stories, quality guaranteed, but those who want to read exciting stories please think twice before you act]

In order to get a considerable bonus for experiencing college life, Lin Yi and his roommates signed up to go to a suburban university.

The seemingly ordinary but slightly wrong student rules;

the strange signs in front of the building and the seemingly normal building rules; the strange figures

shuttling around the campus in abnormal weather...

As the experience of life progresses, there are more and more strange people and things. In order to leave the campus alive, Lin Yi has to walk on the edge of the rules...

[Note: The logical chain of this book has been deduced by the author to form a closed loop before the book is opened. All rules are clues. All strange things that do not conform to common sense will be explained scientifically (or relatively scientifically). There are no supernatural events or similar things (dog heads save your life). Welcome to read it! ]

Only the cultivators can represent the truth under this dark, starry sky! They are still regarded and celebrated by mortals, no matter how selfish and shameless they are!

It’s the story of a demonic cultivator who is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of immortality.

A thousand years of impermanence, killing endlessly. Fame is the same as dirt, disdaining the ridicule of the virtuous.

His sword cuts through iron and kills people when he’s furious. While consuming his share of wine, he laughed at ghosts and gods.

Killing and fighting on earth and in heaven, terrifying the underworld. The act of killing one is a crime, but the act of slaughtering ten thousand is heroism.

You are a hero among heroes if you have slaughtered nine million people!

Seeing through a thousand years of benevolence and righteousness, but let this life display the majestic wind. There is no love for my name, no condemnation in my heart for having killed a million people!