“Oh, tell me about it...”

Shen Wei's eerie right hand seemed very interested.

"The families in these anomaly tales are often burdened by some mysterious curse, where no one lives past 35."

"Grandpa and Grandma wanted to change their fate, to remove the curse of early death, so they worshiped a deity called the God of Destiny! They sacrificed one of their sons, or used him as a vessel to summon the deity to descend, to fulfill their wishes!"

"That's right, Father has an older or younger brother. They might be twins, and to break the family's curse, Grandpa and Grandma painfully sacrificed one of them."

"The one sacrificed was most likely the older brother, his body becoming the vessel for the so-called deity. The one locked in the basement is his body, but something might have gone wrong.

The real deity wasn't summoned, but rather his apostle, or his subordinate. In any case, it’s some weakling, a small fry with lousy combat power."

"But this bizarre monster does have some kind of magical ability, it delayed the fatal curse on our family members. But it didn't completely remove it, every newborn descendant of the family will carry this curse."

"So they want to perform another sacrifice, using my body as a vessel. To summon the true body of this deity to descend! To fulfill their wishes."

"Then what exactly happened to your grandpa and grandma?"

Shen Wei's eerie right hand asked with interest.

"Rule one, Grandpa doesn't exist. Maybe he died like Grandma, or maybe he was contaminated by some kind of energy. He turned into some kind of terrifying undead monster, that's why it says Grandpa doesn't exist, he is restricted to the room by the 'god' or the rules. My grandma isn't trying to protect me either, she's sabotaging my parents' plan, and she's likely trying to lure me out and kill me. Grandpa is the same, because they may have discerned some terrible truth, such as once the bizarre god descends, the world will be destroyed, or the god will bring great disaster, they want to make up for their mistakes. Another possibility is that they discovered the truth about the curse they bear is related to the so-called god, it's all a conspiracy..."

"No need to guess the rest, some of the previous rules, including rule 8, were written by me in a state of confusion. They are my parents, who tampered with the rules and crossed them out, they don't want me to know the truth. They just want to sacrifice me on the night of the blood moon, as a vessel for the god, to completely remove the family's curse. They've become obsessed. My mother is pregnant again, so this main account of mine is useless, they want to create a new one, or maybe the 'god's' vessel must be the elder of the brothers, maybe I'm not even their child at all, the one in the basement is my father..."

"Who knows, those bizarre books record so many unbelievable things, anything is possible..."

After thinking for a moment, Shen Wei said again:

"No, there might be someone in this house who has good intentions towards me. And he has been diligently protecting my safety. And he added some rules for me, the last rule should be his hint for me to survive!"

"This person is my father's older brother, maybe even my real father! That is, the one who was sacrificed. Of course, not that slobbering monster in the basement, that one only has a husk left, and has become a temporary vessel for the 'god's apostle'. I'm referring to this strange monkey doll in my hand. If I'm not mistaken, my father's brother's soul should be in here..."

"Heh, you're quite capable, but not enough, you're far behind this great one..."

Shen Wei's eerie right hand said sourly.

Shen Wei ignored his right hand, which was full of rebellious thoughts. Instead, he respectfully placed the strange monkey doll and bowed three times to thank him for his help!

"Listen to me, thank you, because of you, warm seasons..."

When he was deeply moved, Shen Wei even performed a classic thank you dance.

"Can't you cooperate a little? If you don't cooperate with me, this dance can't be danced..."

Shen Wei said with some dissatisfaction.

The behind-the-scenes "black hand" was completely shocked by Shen Wei and unconsciously cooperated with Shen Wei to dance this awkward dance.

"I completely can't understand the way your mind works..."

Shen Wei's eerie right hand was still a little confused.

"You don't need to understand the operation of a master, watch carefully, learn carefully. Next, I'm going to prepare for my own survival..."

After speaking, Shen Wei first took out the frozen mineral water! He used the knife skills he learned at New West Culinary School to remove the bottle, and then cut a piece of ice of moderate size on it!

After gesturing with his hand for a while, Shen Wei used his superb carving skills to carve wildly on the ice, and finally, Shen Wei made a small ice ball about five centimeters in size! Shen Wei tried it and it just fit into his mouth!

"Rule thirteen of the male god's code: To capture a goddess's heart, you must capture her stomach. That's why I went to New West Culinary School to become a glorious chef..."

"You just went to vocational school, can you not make it sound so grand?"

Shen Wei's rebellious right hand frantically dismantled his stage!

"Stay on the side..."

Although this survival path can be said to be a narrow escape from death, Shen Wei decided to risk it.

It was almost 10 o'clock, Shen Wei quietly opened the door. Then he took the portraits of his grandpa and grandma from the altar! He didn't expect that as soon as he took the portraits, the terrifying old man walked out of the room with a sharp axe. He approached Shen Wei step by step, the terrifying killing intent in his eyes almost solidified.

"This thing can't be taken back to my room, after all, she also has bad intentions towards me..."

Shen Wei opened the basement door. He threw Grandma's portrait down from above. The terrifying old man swung an axe at Shen Wei, and Shen Wei used his portrait to block it. The entire photo frame was smashed to pieces. Shen Wei's shoulder was also cut with a large gash by the axe. Blood gurgled out, he didn't care about the pain and quickly ran back to his room, which he didn't close.

The old man with disheveled hair and a sharp axe looked at Shen Wei running away and the open basement door, with a tangled look on his face. Finally, he turned around and walked step by step towards the wooden door of the basement. Then, fierce fighting and screams came from the basement!

"Rule one, correct judgment. I hope this terrifying old man can hold on for a while, so that my chances of survival will be greater..."

Shen Wei simply bandaged his wound, came to the refrigerator, took another bottle of frozen mineral water and walked back to his bedroom. He re-carved a 5 cm ice ball.

Then he crushed the quick-acting heart-saving pills and mixed them into the adrenaline! After they were completely fused, he poured them into the small ice ball! He put on a lid carved out of ice!

"I hope this works, whether I can live depends on it..."