Chi Yaoyang had been waiting for this day for a long time. So the moment he received the news from Dragon Country, he immediately went to the corresponding rule matrix.
Reach the matrix of rules and wait quietly.
Because his identity had been completely arranged long before his parents left and his memory was erased.
Therefore, no matter how the Dragon Country officials investigated his identity and background after he signed up to become the Chosen One, there was nothing unusual.
Of course, no one would know that Chi Yaoyang is the God of Rules, the son of Chi Mu and Yang Qu.
Chi Yaoyang sat there quietly. He didn't know whether he would be selected this time. After all, he was assigned to a single-person rule matrix.
Single-player ghost story copies are relatively difficult and appear very rarely.
"Alas, the probability of entering the dungeon this time should be very small."
Chi Yaoyang sighed, but as the extraction of the rule matrix began, he suddenly saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him had changed.
【Welcome all the chosen ones to the world of rule stories. 】
[Please be vigilant at all times and abide by the rules of the ghost story. 】
[Your success or failure will directly determine the fate of your country. ]
[If you die in the world of ghost stories, a corresponding ghost story will befall your country. 】
It can be said that Chi Yaoyang has been listening to this conversation since he was a child.
Ever since his parents disappeared, there were only two things left in his life. The first was to maintain his life, and the second was to watch the replays of all the live broadcasts of the rules and ghost stories since then.
He understood that this passage was a welcome to all participants entering the world of rule-based weird stories.
At this moment, he was trying hard to suppress the throbbing in his heart.
Although I have watched it countless times, I still feel nervous when I enter this world for the first time.
But he immediately used a more radical method to calm himself down.
That is to pinch the palm of your hand violently with your fingers.
The pain gradually calmed his mind, and he began to observe everything in front of him.
Only then did he notice that he was on a subway.
There were only two or three people in this subway car. From Chi Yaoyang's perspective, the train car looked very shabby, with a lot of brown stains on the ground.
It looks like rust, or like blood that has dried and solidified for a long time.
He was not sitting on a seat, but standing at the bottom of the carriage, pulling a pole in front of him.
Based on my experience of watching rules and ghost stories over the years, the first rule should be not far from the refresh point.
But he did not act rashly. Instead, he first observed the other people in the car.
There were three people in the car. This should be the last car of the subway.
There was a person sitting at the junction of the two carriages. She was a woman with disheveled hair. She was shaking her head in place, with strange foam coming out of the corners of her mouth. She looked very strange.
There was a young man sitting in the middle seat of the carriage. He was wearing headphones and listening to music. He looked the most normal.
Near the door, there stood a middle-aged man holding a cardboard box in his hand. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was disheveled, and he was looking at the interior of the train with an extremely terrified look.
At this moment, everyone is still watching Chi Yaoyang's updates through live broadcast.
——"Huh? I haven't seen such a young Chosen One in a long time. What a mess! It's a rare solo dungeon, but it turns out to be a young brat? And why is he so calm?"
——"What's so strange about this? After participating in so many rounds, haven't we seen enough calm Chosen Ones? I just hope he won't be like the previous Chosen One, who was too calm and dragged out time and killed us."
——"Why is he still standing there? Isn't there any piece of paper next to him? How annoying."
——"Being young is not necessarily a bad thing. Think about it, nineteen years ago, when Wood God first entered the dungeon, wasn't he only four years older than this Chosen One? It was also a single-player dungeon."
——"Ah, Wood God... I hope this young man can be like Wood God."
As long as there is live broadcast, there will be audiences. These audiences, who don’t care about anything and whose favorite thing to do is to type on the keyboard.
Chi Yaoyang also knew that all his current movements would be broadcast live.
His brain was also working rapidly. The location where the first rule appeared would definitely not be too far away from the Chosen One.
However, this time he looked around the entire carriage. Although it looked shabby, there was not even a piece of trash paper on the ground.
At this moment, all the think tanks of Dragon Country fell silent.
They didn't expect that this young man who had just been recruited would be directly selected as the Chosen One. Although this had happened before, it was a multiplayer ghost story instance, not a single-player instance like this one.
"Alas, I don't know if this young man can handle it. Otherwise, strange things will surely befall Dragon Country."
The leader of the Dragon Nation think tank sighed.
Almost all the chosen ones from various countries stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
And at this moment, the chosen one of Baga Kingdom suddenly took a step forward.
He walked straight to the haggard middle-aged man, stretched his neck, and wanted to see the cardboard box in the middle-aged man's arms.
The Chosen One of Baga Country had a simple idea. The only place in front of him that could hide things was the box of this middle-aged man.
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