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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 agents didn't say a word, just escorted him out of the prep pod in silence and into an interrogation room set with cameras, then shackled his feet to a chair.


"Is an interrogation really necessary?" Jiang Weijiang was even more puzzled.


The agents still did not speak, and left the room amidst a thick silence, slamming the door heavily behind them.


After a long pause, Jiang Weijiang finally looked around at the cameras and said,


"An interrogation? Who's coming? Speak up."


"Hurry up and ask, otherwise I'm afraid I'll misremember."


"This is all incredibly valuable intelligence."


"What are you doing, have you gone mad?"


"My teammates are already sacrificing themselves!!"


In the control room, Anton and Bai Zhou, from afar, clearly watched this scene as Jiang Weijiang, with a restraint helmet on, uncontrollably yelling in the enclosed room.


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