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

"What... So this is a dead end..."

Lecter hit his head on the wall in front of him, and only then realized that this alley also had an end and was a dead end.

But...then he was stunned.

"That's not right. If this is a dead end, then there's no way out, right?"

"But the map clearly states that this is the only way out of this 'terrorist zone'. Could it be a design error?"

"Are you kidding me? Even this could go wrong? Wouldn't that mean I'm doomed?"

Lecter panicked.

If the designer, Su Yi, made a mistake when designing the map of this copy and mistakenly designed a wall at the end of a road, then he would never have been able to escape from the beginning.

It is equivalent to Tang Monk and his disciples' journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, but Tang Monk was eaten by Sha Monk at the beginning, so even if he reached the West, he could not obtain the true scriptures.

This is a bug.

How could the system allow such a mistake to happen?

Lecter was puzzled.

It was pitch black in front of Lecter, and he couldn't see anything. If there was a wall, he naturally couldn't see it either.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the wall in front of him.

"Fuck...Fuck!" He suddenly screamed and pulled his hand back. His whole body was covered with hair and even his hair stood up.

It turned out that what was blocking his way was not a wall at all.

But a person.

What he just hit was not the wall, but the head of the person in front of him.

At this moment, he touched and immediately found the man's clothes.

At this moment, Lecter was really scared to death.

His fear level soared to 99% in an instant, and he almost died on the spot.

In such a dark and cramped environment, Lecter suddenly found a person in front of him/her, and he/she even touched him/her. This left a deep psychological trauma on him/her.

Almost subconsciously, Lecter wanted to exit this narrow alley.

Although theoretically it would be better for him to move on now, as that was the only way to leave.

But the one standing in front of him now is undoubtedly a fierce ghost. If he moves forward, he will definitely clash with the other party. It is even possible that the fierce ghost is about to attack him.

If he stays here, isn't he seeking death?

So he hesitated for only two seconds and then quickly retreated.

But almost at the moment he stepped back, he suddenly felt his whole body go cold and his muscles stiffened. Before he could react what was happening, his eyes suddenly lost their luster and he fell backwards to the ground.

he died.

That’s right, the words “don’t look back” he heard when he entered the alley didn’t just mean “don’t look back”, it also meant “don’t retreat”.

In other words, once you enter this alley, or walk a certain distance in the alley, and this distance is long enough to trigger that voice, there is no turning back.

If you want to retreat and leave the alley at this time, you will be forced to die by the rules, or by the evil spirits in the alley.

Anyone with a common sense can actually notice this detail.

But the problem is that Lecter has lost his sanity. He used to be able to make the distinction, but now he can't.

"Wha...what...he's dead?! Are we lost just like that? Damn it, I can't accept this!"

At this moment, countless viewers witnessed the moment of Lecter's death and were speechless. This extremely courageous man who had escaped from the hands of the evildoers several times died in such a frivolous and even ridiculous way.

People originally thought that even if he died, Lecter would at least die tragically, just like the protagonist in the movie.

Unfortunately, this is reality, and reality is not romantic.

A great man may die in an extremely absurd and simple way, while a small man may survive in an extremely lucky way.

However, Lecter is not actually dead.

At this moment, a strange change was taking place on his body.

But the audience didn’t know and thought the copy had ended, so many people panicked.

"Shit! Are we done for?"

"I knew long ago that I shouldn't pin my hopes on this guy. He's not a good person."

"This person is unreliable. He's dead, right? Now we're suffering with him."

When Lecter "died", there were people who blamed him and people who scolded him, but no one lamented or felt sorry for his death.

Even the President of the United States, Glenn, was a little panicked at this time.

"What's going on? Didn't they say he could use strange abilities? How come he died before he could even use them? Damn it, this guy, could he have gotten too arrogant and gone too far?"

Glenn had read Lecter's information. In his opinion, Lecter was a man with some mental problems and often challenged his own limits.

For example, he clearly had a better gun to commit crimes, but he always used a scalpel to kill people. He even cooked in the victim's house after killing someone and stayed there for several hours before leaving.

This kind of dancing on the edge of a knife undoubtedly carries great risks, but he just likes this kind of behavior.

To put it bluntly, this person has a quirk, and it was precisely because of this quirk that he was later arrested by the US authorities.

So, it seemed to Glenn that Lecter had fallen into his quirk again and did not intend to use his strange powers to clear the level, but he suddenly died before he could use them.

………………

"No, he is not dead yet."

Su Yi's eyes were bright as he stared at Lecter's body on the screen.

He knew that if Lecter was really dead, the image of him at this moment should slowly disappear.

But now so much time has passed, and the camera has been focused on this person's "corpse", which is obviously problematic.

Most likely, this person is not dead yet.

………………

Su Yi's guess was correct.

At this moment, in the copy.

Lecter's body is undergoing unknown changes.

If one could see through, one would be able to see that a black, sticky substance like oil was slowly flowing out from his heart, flowing along his arteries to his entire body.

And it penetrated into every inch of his flesh and blood, even into his cells.

This black, sticky substance seemed to appear out of nothing, flowing endlessly, filling Lecter's "corpse" like a gushing oil well.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds... After a full minute, Lecter's heart began beating again.

However, the originally bright red heart was now wrapped in black blood vessels, giving it a strange aura.

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes turned black, while his pupils turned scarlet, with streaks of red blood spreading out in all directions.

"Kacha kacha kacha——"

There was a sound of bones rubbing against each other, and Lecter's body suddenly stood up in a strange way.

First the feet, then the calves, then the thighs.

His body was like a gradually inflating balloon, standing up from the bottom up, and even his bones could be folded backwards.

"Uh……"

As he stood up again, a low groan came from his throat.