I added mushrooms for you.

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
[Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

March Into Hell

The audience was still immersed in that unprecedented sense of engagement in their roles.


It was like a live broadcast of a top-tier blockbuster, except that no one knew what was coming next.


This movie didn't even have a director, just a huge stage full of intricate details where actors performed at will, oblivious to the situation.


And now, everyone turned their attention to the stage designer, craving just a hint of the stage magic.


Not just the on-site viewers—numerous online audience members had begun watching a split-screen of the VIP seats, anticipating the live sharp critiques from the tycoons about the nine contestants.


But the VIPs themselves were already sweating profusely.


This isn't the Secret Realm I prepared...


Jian Fei stared blankly at the dome's large screen, swallowing continuously.


Echoes of 299 Secret Realm