Rule Tales have invaded the world. Each nation will randomly select a challenger to enter the Rule Tales world!

If the challenger can successfully defeat the Rule Tales, they will be able to prevent the Rule Tales from descending into the real world.

Shen Mu has been chosen by the Rule Tales world to represent Dragon Nation as its Chosen One.

Welcome to Midnight Station

One: Do not litter. Please feed your leftovers to the kitten.

Two: Never enter the dispatch room at any time. Remember, never enter.

Three: The dispatcher's lounge is not completely safe unless you can get help from "it."

Four: Never make eye contact with a shuttle bus.

Five: Do not believe what you see. As long as you remain clear-headed, it will not harm you.

Six: Do not even think about escaping the station. Remember...

Exclusively signed novel on Feilu Novel Network: "Rule Tales: I Have a Death Warning."

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.

[No System] + [No Heroine] + [Cthulhu] + [No Routine]

The Dark Prison merges with reality, and strange creatures invade the world through the ‘door’.

An organization was born quietly, and they called themselves the Jail Keepers.

They kept the strangeness out of the ‘door’, and captured and contained the strange creatures that ran into the world.

Lu Xiao accidentally fell into the Dark Prison and lived alone in the Dark Prison for three years.

After being discovered by the Jail Keeper Organization, he was taken away from the Dark Prison and became an S-level containment with a system.

[Serial Number 081-Bone Sculptor]

Security Level: S

A toy craftsman from the Middle Ages, the dolls he carved are deeply loved by children.

But...

Those dolls are all carved from human bones...

[Serial Number 069-Prison Doctor]

A doctor from the Middle Ages, holding a firm belief that there should be no patients in the world.

He spared no effort to find patients in the world and cure them.

Even if...

It's just a small mouth ulcer...

Li Fan, who wanted to resign on his first day at work, suddenly found out that he was the second villain in this world.

"Is it okay for me to just eat and wait for death until I retire?"

"Master Collector, the brothers all support you as the president, shall we rebel?"

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world.

"Does this mean that I will become a monster?"

In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful by faith.

"Then I am a god!"

In ancient times, they were regarded as feared by demons and fed on fear.

"I will become the master of ghost stories!"

But under the scouring of the torrent of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of text that were regarded as nonsense.

"It is my duty to recast the glory of ghost stories."

But you're not a weirdo, well, you're not human either.

"Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster."

The rushing river in the past is now bloody red.

The low roar echoed in the mountains, and the ancient chants fluttered in the desert.

Scarlet shadows walked onto the dark streets, and the nameless corpses fell in the quiet alleys.

Weird viruses permeated the empire, deadly plagues spread silently, and dying patients were struggling with illness.

In order to survive, Jiang Zuo, who was infected with the virus, transformed his body into a game——

Recruit players, create a copy, and form the strongest cell group!

After the eternal night, terror resurfaces.

Ten miles of desolate graves and strange singing.

An old man looking for his arms, a headless baby...

They kept piecing their bodies together, emitting even more terrifying aura.

In the wasteland, a broken hand can destroy the world.

In this dark and hopeless environment, a looming post office...

A mysterious young man, a mail truck traveling through the void...

One blood-red letter after another has become a taboo among people...

————Ghost difference.

PS: No female lead or only one female lead (don’t guess randomly, at least it’s not Zhou Han)

My name is Han Chen, and I traveled through time and space and became a ghost.

My neighbors seemed to be very afraid of me, because they learned from the spirit brain that humans seemed to have ghost masters who could kill ghosts.

Faced with the question of life and death, I chose to report myself and then kneel down and lick the country's boots to survive!

"Hey! I want to call the police!"

"I'm a fierce ghost, a lazy one, and I want to join the official system."

“Will the state collect it?”

…

I am Roger, an elite of the Night Department of Daxia Kingdom!

Because I received a self-reporting phone call from a ghost, I entered an old residential area.

However, this community turned out to be a den of evil spirits!

A-level cursed weeping ghost! A-level red-dressed female ghost! A-level headless ghost...

But these horrible evil spirits were actually afraid of the young man in front of me!

"Brother! Uncle! Ancestor! Take action!"

"There are thousands of ghosts outside!"

"Isn't it enough to enlist you? Put away your magical powers!!"

Mo Lin was appointed as a Yin official in Ye Dou and returned to Earth carrying the Book of Ghost Suppression.

The Earth has been taken over by evil spirits.

"Brother, don't go out at night. There are ghosts and monsters outside. It's too scary."

"Ghosts? Sorry, I'm not afraid. The more ghosts and monsters there are, the more excited I get."

"This guy is full of ghostly energy, at least a demonic level. Watch me catch him." The righteous old man took an unknown talisman and stuck it on Mo Lin's head.

"Are you crazy? You're the ghost, your whole family are ghosts!" Mo Lin tore off the talisman and cursed at the old man.

The old man was left standing alone in the wind, bewildered. "This ghost is too fierce; it's not even afraid of talismans."

...

Mo Lin returned to Earth and began his ghost-hunting journey... Ten years later, Mo Lin led a hundred ghosts through a certain street, earning him the reputation of the strongest ghost hunter.

[The supernatural dungeon, Class 3-1, has been loaded. Players, please be prepared.]

What happens when the grumpy guy comes to the horror game?

Thank you for the invitation: "If you don't study hard, what are you going to do later!

Ghost student: "Brother, I was wrong, ah, don't hit my face!"

Thank you for the invitation: "Why are you opening your mouth? Have you finished your homework?"

Slit-mouthed woman: "No, I'll write it right away! Don't do it."

Xie Yao turned his head and asked: "What are you doing?"

Ghosts: "Uh... unity and friendship, unity and friendship, we are interacting with the human world in a friendly way, we are all harmonious and friendly good citizens!"

Author's words: Well, this is a peaceful and friendly article, there is no violence or horror elements.

[Decisive Killing] [Only dead monsters are good monsters] [Black-bellied, not brainless]

Zhao Beichen traveled through this world for twenty years.

His golden finger - the god-level corpse-touching system was in place early on, and the system would give rewards as long as he touched the corpse.

Unfortunately, he has touched countless corpses since he was a child but has never been able to awaken the system.

It seems that the system has requirements for the type of corpse.

After graduating from medical school with a major in forensic medicine, he joined the 749th Bureau's Aftermath Department and became the only member of Gu Changfeng, the leader of the department's fifth cleaning team.

On the first day of work, he received a task and followed the team leader Gu Changfeng to the scene where the A-level monster Leopard Sniper was killed.

After trying every possible way to touch the corpse, the system was finally activated.

A large number of fresh monster corpses became Zhao Beichen's career pursuit.

From then on, Unit 749 had a "cleaner" who was irreconcilable with all kinds of demons, ghosts and monsters.

"Although I'm just a cleaner, this monster must die." became Zhao Beichen's work motto.