She felt an unprecedented sense of contradiction.

On the one hand, I was so afraid that I wanted to tear this essay to pieces and burn it.

on the other hand.

A morbid curiosity drove her to want to uncover what kind of terrifying world was hidden in the mind of the person who wrote these words.

Ultimately, impulse prevailed over reason.

She took out her phone, her hands trembling, and took a picture of the essay. She then opened the "Jiangcheng Writers Association Internal Communication Group," a group that almost never had any active members, and sent the picture out.

Then a line of text appeared:

Friends, please help me judge whether this... falls into the category of literature?

After doing all this, she realized that her palms were sweaty.

She looked at the name on the notebook.

At that moment, only one thought occupied her mind:

What kind of monster wrote this kind of text?

The "monster" in her eyes was completely unaware of what was happening in the office.

When I got home, my parents hadn't come home from get off work yet.

Lin Que locked himself in his small bedroom and turned on the old computer that was buzzing.

I logged into the largest online literature platform: "Hongguo Novel Network".

He clicked on the number one most popular novel, "Mech Storm," and quickly flipped through a few chapters.

[Thor 7 activated its fusion engine, increasing power to 120%, and the Killer high-frequency particle blade on its right arm popped out, reaching a peak energy level of 3800 watts.]

[The opponent's black hole mech's guardian energy shield instantly deployed, calculated to withstand energy impacts up to 4000 watts...]

Lin Que frowned as he looked at it.

The entire text consists of cold parameter collisions and setting explanations.

The character motivations and emotional descriptions are as bland as a product manual.

He then clicked on the top-ranked book on the reading list, "The Strongest Stock God in the City".

[“The protagonist, Wang Fan, recalled that Huaxin Technology's stock price would surge three days later due to the release of the new wafer, and he decisively invested his entire fortune of 100,000 yuan…”]

Besides taking advantage of information asymmetry to repeatedly buy and sell.

The protagonist is like an emotionless money-making machine, with no character arc or plot twists.

Lin Que closed the webpage and couldn't help but chuckle softly:

"What a wonderful piece of pristine, untouched land!"

Lin Que interlaced his fingers and moved his wrists, making a cracking sound.

In this world that worships absolute rationality and lacks reverence.

He intends to be the sole "dream weaver".

Register a new account.

Pen name: [Dream Weaver of Hell].

New book title: The Human World is Like a Prison.

In the description box, he typed the words that had kept millions of readers up at night:

"In this turbid and evil world, hell is empty, evil spirits have been resurrected, and the human world is like a prison."

"Ghosts cannot be killed."

"The only thing that can deal with ghosts is ghosts."

"Only by understanding the patterns of ghosts can you survive!"

Each line of text is like a cold knife, piercing into this greenhouse-like world.

The main text begins.

He didn't copy it exactly, but subtly replaced the background with the river city beneath his feet.

A genuine sense of immersion is the best catalyst for fear.

Chapter One: The Knock on the Door

"Thump, thump, thump."

"It was 2:30 a.m. The knocking sounded again right on time. Yang Jian looked through the peephole and saw only deathly darkness outside. He felt a chill run through him, because he knew..."

"The thing standing outside the door is definitely not human."

The worn-out keyboard groaned under Lin Que's fingers.

With the full power of a top screenwriter from his past life, the terrifying scenes etched in his mind poured out.

Three hours.

Ten thousand words.

Five chapters released in quick succession.

The moment Lin Que clicked "Publish," he felt as if he had released a caged demon.

"Go."

He whispered to the screen.

"Go and give this simple world a tiny bit of a shock."

...