Blue rain fell from the sky.

An unknown monster suddenly descended upon this world.

Human society collapsed in an instant.

No plug-ins, no protagonist halo, no spiritual energy revival!

Every step we take is towards despair!

To those who died at the beginning of the end of the world, I envy you because you have not experienced a despair more desperate than death.

My name is Chen Ge, and I will witness the coming of the end of the world.

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"Xu Zhao, female, 24 years old. Suffering organ failure after a car accident, she has only three days left to live. Do you want to enter the resurrection game? Complete the game to gain a chance to be resurrected. Confirm the time to start: fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven..."

Xu Zhao clicked the "Agree" button.

After resurrection, she still had to go through one life-threatening dungeon game after another. She didn't know whether she had made a profit or a loss.

Nameless Guest: "If you can bring the martial arts, inner strength, Taoism, magical powers, etc. you learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?"

Gamer: "Of course I would, there is such a good thing?"

Nameless Guest: "Then if you die in the game, you will die in reality, will you still play such a game?"

Gamer: "Let me think about it - well, I should be able to play it, as long as I am careful not to provoke high-level monsters."

Nameless Guest: "Then if the difficulty of this game is so high that even a small monster at the entrance of a village can easily chop you down, will you still play it?"

Gamer: "..."

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Zhou You originally thought his life would be utterly ordinary.

An ordinary birth, an ordinary upbringing, ordinary studies… and then an utterly ordinary death from a terminal illness.

Until he came across an equally plain-looking black book.

From then on, “ordinary” stepped into the realm of the “extraordinary.”

The inescapable Building No. 4, the eerie old street, the Flesh Abomination singing the Ascension Opera, indescribable resurrected beings…

Each script is a profound nightmare, yet every nightmare is also a chance at survival…

The candlelight flares, illuminating a tiny temple. The grotesque descends, and the curtain of the story rises once more.

—So then, welcome to the Grotesque Game!