Strange national destiny: My Chinese-style horror scares the world

"This guy is really something."

Seeing that Saburo Tojo had actually solved another trap he had set, Su Yi expressed his feelings.

He didn't feel any sense of crisis.

Because just solving this problem is not enough to complete the task of delivering the takeaway. At this moment, the evil spirit in the room on the 18th floor has grown to an incredible level, and it is extremely difficult to survive.

But Saburo Tojo is indeed very strong.

Because if it were an ordinary person, he would probably have been killed by Gui before he even got to the stage of delivering the food.

However, it is a miracle that Saburo Tojo lived to the point of putting down his chopsticks.

This guy is not only very smart, but also has a little bit of luck.

It's like roulette, pulling the trigger on the head, but the probability of survival is not five in six, but one in two, with a half chance of death and a half chance of survival.

If you bet wrong, you will die on the spot.

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At the same time, on the other side, Honda walked out of Building 44 and ran in the community with takeaway food.

Looking at the tall buildings around and the lights of thousands of homes in the distance.

Although he knew that these lights were fake and this was just a copy, not a real world, he still felt a little homesick.

In such a copy, in less than an hour, he had encountered a very terrifying incident. Almost all his teammates died, and he himself almost lost his life.

At this moment he wanted to go home and didn't want to go through this anymore.

However, just as he was looking around, he accidentally turned back and saw a scene that almost scared him to death:

Not far away, under the dim street lights, there was a figure in white clothes following him slowly on the road. The figure in white clothes was fierce and strange!

"Damn it, Li Gui actually caught up with me!"

Honda really wanted to curse at this moment, and his pace couldn't help but increase. He didn't want to be targeted by Li Gui.

He was very confused. He had clearly avoided the way and was not seen by the evil man in white, but he was still followed.

While thinking, he looked back from time to time, paying attention to the movements of the strange man in white.

Fortunately, the evil man in white was not very fast, otherwise he would have no chance of survival and would not have been able to escape.

However, he didn't notice it because he kept looking back.

Before I knew it, I was in the middle of the road ahead.

I don't know when a child appeared.

He was no longer playing with the ball, but just standing there quietly, as if his eyes were looking at Honda who was running towards him.

However, all of this could not be seen clearly, because although he was standing near the street light, his back was facing the street light. The light shone on his back, and his front could not be seen clearly at all.

"Oh my god, whose unlucky child is this?"

Honda turned around and finally saw the small figure blocking the way ahead.

He almost bumped into it, stumbled and fell to the ground, and couldn't help cursing.

This is simply a naughty child.

In the middle of the night, silently, he just stood in the middle of the road.

But as soon as he said this, he realized something was wrong.

This is in a dungeon, there can't be any living NPCs wandering around, so... is this figure in front of me a human or a ghost?

The figure in front of him did not seem angry at all because of Honda's words. Instead, he showed an extremely strange calmness.

At this moment he spoke lightly:

"Uncle, have you seen my ball?"

The voice was a little muffled, as if being kept in the dark, which was very strange.

Honda looked up at this time and found that the figure in front of him was very similar to the suspiciously evil kid playing with a ball that they met in the community when they just entered the dungeon.

This made his heart skip a beat.

There is a fierce ghost chasing him from behind and a fierce ghost blocking his way in front of him. Does this mean that his life will end here today?

However, he soon realized that the strange child in front of him might be the person he was delivering the takeaway to.

So, he asked tentatively, "Are you Doudou?"

"Yes, I'm Doudou, uncle. That's strange. How did you recognize me?"

The small figure named Doudou said, his voice still a little muffled, but it seemed that they could communicate.

Honda looked back at the white-clothed ligui behind him with some fear at this moment, and found that it would take some time for the other party to catch up, so he hurriedly said:

"This is the takeaway your mother asked me to bring you. She knows you love takeout the most, so she ordered it especially for you. Please accept it."

As he spoke, he quickly handed over the takeaway in his hand.

At this moment, he had to save all his time, quickly deliver the takeaway and then continue to escape from the pursuit of the fierce man in white.

"Uncle, have you seen my ball?"

However, the figure of the child named Doudou was like a robot, repeating what he had just said.

This made Honda a little impatient, and at the same time he felt a little weird in his heart.

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that the thing in front of him was definitely not a human, because a living person could not give him such a strange feeling.

But he didn't think much about it.

He didn't have the shrewd thinking of Saburo Tojo, nor did he have time to think too much.

Because at this moment there is a fierce monster chasing him, and the real owner is right in front of him. As long as he delivers the takeaway, his mission will be completed and he can be free.

Next, just wait for the copy to end.

This kind of thinking is what most people think.

When we see that a task is finally about to be completed, we often become careless, impatient, lose patience, and make mistakes.

This is what is called the "last step". Many people are only one step away from success, but they fail at this last step.

At this moment, Honda had already stood up and handed the takeaway in his hand, trying to force it into "Doudou's" hand to complete the standard of delivering the takeaway.

But his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

This "thing" in front of me is not a human at all. It clearly has no head.

Where the head used to be was now replaced by a tattered leather ball.

This is a headless corpse, belonging to a child. The head was lost by something unknown, and the wound was replaced by a ball.

So, he finally understood why the boy named "Dou Dou" spoke in such a muffled voice.

This is because he has no head at all, or rather, the thing that belongs to his "head" is this ball, so it is like this.

Moreover, Doudou asked a question before.

That is, how did he recognize the other person's identity.

After all, even the closest person cannot guarantee that they can recognize a person who has lost his head 100%.

And he, a stranger, could call out the other person's name just by glancing at her in the middle of the night? This was obviously problematic.

And at this moment, "Dou Dou" spoke again.

However, his tone was no longer as gentle and mechanical as before, no longer like that of a child, but carried an extremely cold feeling.

It was as if he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"So, uncle, how did you recognize me?"