Strange Rules of the Game: Starting with Playing Little Grey Wolf!

boom!

John's mind went completely blank for a moment.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Su Mu, as if he had seen a ghost.

This wolf...

Not only can it talk, but... it calls me Mr. Special Forces?

Does it know who I am?

Could it be...?

Looking at John's horrified expression, Su Mu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mischievous smile.

Then, he turned to Grey Wolf and switched back to that innocent tone:

"Dad, this uncle seems to be terrified. Will the meat turn sour? Why don't we keep him for an experiment instead? I want to see how many days a two-legged sheep can starve before it dies."

Upon hearing this, Grey Wolf thought it made sense:

"Our son is so thoughtful! The sour meat really doesn't taste good. Let's starve him for three days and three nights then!"

After saying that, Grey Wolf put away his chainsaw and turned to leave.

John was left alone in the cage, watching Su Mu's departing figure, feeling a chill run through him and his sanity plummeting.

What exactly is that wolf?

devil!

He's a devil in wolf's clothing!

This not only shattered his worldview, but also felt like a heavy hammer, completely breaking down his psychological defenses as a top soldier.

"What...what exactly is it?"

John muttered to himself, his voice hoarse as if it were being rubbed on sandpaper.

If that wolf is truly a creature from ghost stories, why would it know the term "special forces"?

In this fairytale-like yet extremely distorted world, this word seems out of place.

Could it be... that it is also a chosen one?

impossible!

John immediately dismissed the crazy idea.

The Chosen Ones are all human, how could they possibly become the BOSS faction in a dungeon?

And it's the legendary young master who can command the wolf pack?

If that's the case, then this game was unfair from the very beginning!

"No... I can't die here."

John's survival instinct rekindled his fighting spirit.

He's a man who crawled out of Hell Week, how could he be defeated by a little wolf cub?

He looked at the lock on the cage again.

It was an extremely complex mechanical structure with no keyhole, only a red sensor panel and a few strange symbol buttons.

When Grey Wolf left just now, it didn't seem like the lock was locked?

John's heart pounded. He tentatively reached out, wanting to touch the panel.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch it.

[Hidden rule triggered: Grey Wolf's Experiment Rules]

[1. Any experimental subject attempting to escape will automatically activate the laboratory's defense system.]

2. The basement lock is designed based on "wolf pack logic." If you try to crack it using human logic, such as entering a password or picking the lock, then congratulations, you'll experience what "100,000 volts" truly means.

3. Not even a fly can get out of here without the owner's permission.

These few lines of blood-red rule-based text suddenly appeared on John's retina.

But he couldn't stop.

My hand has already touched the panel.

"Beep—!"

A sharp alarm blared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the seemingly ordinary panel suddenly cracked open, revealing a small mechanical nozzle.

"puff--!"

A burst of green gas sprayed directly onto John's face.

"Cough cough cough! Fuck! Poison gas?!"

John coughed violently, feeling as if his throat was on fire, and tears and snot streamed down his face instantly.

But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that he found his body starting to stiffen, and his limbs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Powerful anesthetic gas.

Anything produced by Grey Wolf is guaranteed to be of high quality.

Just as John collapsed to the ground in despair, convulsing, the basement door was pushed open again.

"Oh dear, it seems our guests are quite unruly."

That childlike, yet devilishly mocking voice came again.

Su Mu walked in with elegant, small steps. This time, he didn't bring Grey Wolf; he came alone.

He walked up to the cage, looked at John lying on the ground like a dead dog, and shook his head, his expression as if he were looking at a naughty child who had broken a toy.

"Sir, didn't you read the rules?"

Su Mu crouched down and, through the railing, gently tapped the ground with its paw.

"My dad hates disobedient test subjects the most. I was originally hoping you could live a couple more days, since it's not easy to find a strong lab rat like you."

John struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with fear and...pleading.

"Who...are you...?"

He used his last bit of strength to squeeze out those words.

Su Mu smiled.

He leaned closer to the cage, his furry wolf face pressed against the bars, and said in a low voice, in a volume only the two of them could hear:

"Since you have asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you."

"Who I am is not important. What is important is... that I am a Chinese."

boom!

These words struck John like a bolt from the blue, shattering his very soul.

Chinese from the Dragon Kingdom?

That chosen one from China who started with a black screen and was ridiculed by the whole world for dying immediately upon landing?

He didn't die?

He turned into a wolf?

Did he become the boss of this instance?

Countless thoughts exploded in John's mind: fear, shock, resentment, despair... all sorts of emotions intertwined, causing his brain to crash instantly.

"You...you cheated..." John's eyes widened, and blood even seeped from the corners of his eyes.

"Cheating?"

Su Mu blinked innocently and spread out its two little paws.

"That's called luck, you know? Besides, it was the system that made me play Little Grey Wolf, what could I do? I was desperate too, I wanted to be a human too."

After saying that, Su Mu's eyes instantly turned icy cold.

"Now that you know my secret, I can't let you live."

"I was hoping to let you live for a couple more episodes to add some entertainment value for viewers from different countries. Unfortunately, you know too much."

Su Mu stood up and looked at a red lever hanging on the wall next to him.

The lever had a line of crooked wolf-like characters written on it: [Emergency Destruction Button].

Su Mu walked over, stretched out its paw, and gripped the lever.

John desperately tried to shake his head, to shout, to reveal this shocking secret to the whole world.

But the effects of the anesthetic gas prevented him from moving even a finger, and he could only watch helplessly as the devilish little wolf slowly pulled down the red handle.

"Goodbye, special forces soldier. In your next life, remember to stay away from Chinese people."

"Snap!"

Pull the lever all the way down.

The floor beneath the cage suddenly opened, revealing a bottomless black hole. Below, churning lava and the gears of a giant, spinning meat grinder could be vaguely seen.

"No--!!!"

John let out a final, desperate scream as he fell down, cage and all.

A few seconds later.

"Pfft—Zzzzz—"