Eight years ago, Cui Zuojing passed the final level set by the “Queen” and became the first person to have ever escaped from the Pure White Realm. But his time was frozen forever at the moment he left—the day of his sixteenth birthday. Eight years later, he snuck back to that nightmare world and became a “prisoner” for novice player Dong Zheng. That day, the monsters of the Pure White Realm once again recalled the fear of being dominated by the devil. Dong Zheng didn’t have any affections for this little devilish youth at first, but with the mutual support of life and death, he gradually realized—Not good. He seems to be… a big shot! Riding on endless trains, crossing time and space, the white-faced clown at the end of the railway smiled and handed out the invitation letter. “Welcome to the Pure White Realm! This is the nightmare of the world, a gambler’s paradise. As long as you have enough chips, any wishes can be satisfied. But if you leave before the end of the game, we’ll charge a certain loss-fee. For example, your life!” “Now then, please show your chips.” And, like eight years ago, Cui Zuojing didn’t hesitate to bet on his own feelings.