In the sky, millions of stars continuously moved around while they gave off an intense blinding light.
A frigid and emotionless void resounded:
[Everyone]
[There are still 11 hours left until the official game begins]
[But you should understand clearly, the official Siming game is extremely difficult, capable of ending your lives at any moment]
[In consideration of this dangerous situation, we will immediately commence the warm-up round for the game]
[The rules of the warm-up round are as follows:]
[Every entity, regardless of who you are, must describe your connections to all things, or the living beings of this world, and be recognized by the game]
[You all must prove that there are at least three kinds of connections between yourselves, no repetition]
[Those who succeed, congratulations on winning the right to prolong your lives]
[For those who cannot prove even three connections…]
