"How did this happen! How did this happen!"

Yulin's head rolled on the ground, stained with a lot of mucus, his familiar face corroded and unrecognizable, screaming.

Yuhui stood upright and spoke:

"Well, I didn't have a body, so I have to thank you for contributing your body."

The view spun, and I felt dizzy and nauseous. When I opened my eyes again, the illusion dissipated.

A complete reversal, the person standing became Yulin's face, and Yuhui's decayed head wobbled on the ground.

"Who are you? Why are humans even more bizarre and powerful than us!"

"Haha, can't you tell from the name? He is a ghost, not a human."

Yuhui's head on the ground showed a mixture of joy and sorrow, laughing fearfully.

"So, this is what you call the survivor from the previous trip to the realm of rules?"

Yes.

I looked at Yulin, and at the rules I created.

My hometown is a small county town in the countryside, and I was the only child there who got into college.

I studied hard with great diligence, but my grades were just average. I didn't dare to ask my family for money, nor did I dare to chat with them on the phone.

I was afraid, afraid that my inadequacy would disappoint them, so whenever I had free time, I took on part-time jobs.

I thought that after I graduated, I would go to a fourth or fifth-tier city to work and try to buy a big house for my parents as soon as possible.

But I didn't wait for that day, and neither did they.

A big fire destroyed everything in my world.

They said it was the stove at the neighbor's house. It wasn't extinguished at night and set our house on fire.

But I asked the little boy from the neighbor's house, and he said he did it on purpose. It was because his parents always praised me for studying well and asked why he couldn't learn from me.

I played the recording for them because I wanted fairness.

His parents protected him behind him, saying he was just a child and asked me not to take it too seriously. Even if I reported it to the police, he wouldn't be sentenced to more than a few years. Then, in a perfunctory manner, they turned around, said sorry, and went home.

It's really funny. If I did something wrong, my parents would definitely protect me like that.

What's the use of an apology?

So, in front of them, I broke that little bastard's leg.

The whole village knew what happened.

But they were all jealous that a university student came from my family. Not a single person went to put out the fire. They even closed the door of my house.

My parents were burned to death inside, facing the door.

The neighbors they trusted, friends, directly or indirectly caused their deaths.

Which family in the village never received the eggs I brought them during the New Year? Which family's children didn't receive our sugar candy when they celebrated the New Year?

My resentment created a domain, but it also created a doctor, a doctor who saved lives and healed injuries.

I am a big villain, that's for sure, but in my domain, there is only one rule: if you tell the doctor to save someone, you can live.

It's that simple.

I named him Yulin, just to make everyone who enters the domain think he's a ghost and be afraid of him. No one dares to let him really save people.

I admit, I was intentionally provoking the law.

No one has ever walked out of my domain alive. But Yulin still saved someone.

He said when he was born with memories, the entire domain was shouting, save me.

He cured my illness and gave me a new home.

I also walked out of my own domain.

Last night, when they switched bodies, we knew, but Yulin's body was already fake, so when he switched, he could have a real body.

This Yuhui, he's really foolish.