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

“This chair…”

Lecter felt dizzy, and suddenly a picture he had seen before appeared in front of his eyes, and that picture was almost the same as the one in front of him.

That was the second fierce monster he encountered in the "Fierce Monster Area".

At that time, he searched repeatedly in the endless non-looping floors for a long time before finally encountering an abnormality.

A chair was blocking the road.

Then, a strange human-shaped black figure appeared in the shadow of the chair.

The dark shadow started chasing him.

That time, he was madly testing the brink of death. If it weren't for his strong strength, he would probably have died there.

but……

How did the empty chair he encountered on the strange floor appear here? !

Red high heels, a man in a suit, a child whispering in her ear, and... this chair...

No matter how stupid Lecter was, he could see that these four corresponded to the four evil spirits he encountered in the copy.

He had tested those four evil spirits at the cost of his own life and had already dealt with them.

So he knew the four ghosts very well.

Even the eerie sound of high heels, he remembered it clearly, including the frequency and stride length.

However... these four evil spirits all appeared in this form, without any evil elements at all, they were just ordinary people or things.

It's like...

Everything that happened before was just his illusion!

"Are you kidding me... Could it be that... everything I experienced before was just a dream?"

Lecter found it hard to accept. If it was a dream, it was too real!

Every time he faced the threat of death, he could smell the scent of death.

He was sure that if he had not made the right choice at that time, he would definitely be dead now!

……

The most important thing right now is to make a judgment.

Is he in a copy or in reality now?

If this happened in reality, wouldn't that mean he was probably dreaming all along?

What strange copy, what president of the United States... These things are so far away from him, maybe they are just a dream he had.

It's even possible that his previous years as a murderer were just the fantasy of a mentally ill person.

Everything was just a memory he imagined after he went insane.

After all... in the first dozen years of his life, he had always been a very normal person.

Never did anything out of the ordinary.

But then something unexpected happened, and his brain was stimulated, causing him to hallucinate and think he had become a murderer. He even believed that he had been chosen by the president to enter a copy full of evil and become the savior...

This is something that only appears in novels!

……

"No, I'm definitely still in the dungeon!"

Lecter soon confirmed his idea because he found a decisive evidence.

In the dungeon, when you break into that infinite and non-looping strange floor.

He clearly saw a large number of small advertisements posted on the wall, all of which were in Chinese.

And each one is genuine, each one is unique, even the phone numbers on them are never repeated.

He had never seen those things before, so it was impossible for him to imagine them out of thin air.

Moreover, even if he had seen them, it would be impossible for him to remember what each one looked like.

Such a huge amount of information is not something that can be caused by mental disorder or a dream. Even if the locals of Longguo were asked to fabricate so many advertisements based on their imagination, it would be impossible.

So...it wasn't a dream, nor was it an illusion.

But it actually happened.

Then the problem is coming.

If what he had experienced before was the normal process in the copy, then how to explain the ward he was in at this moment and everything he saw?

Could it be that he was possessed by some strange power again and fell into an illusion?

Lecter's soul pondered, frowned, and fell into memories.

He quickly reviewed everything he encountered in the dungeon, retracing the timeline to see where the problem lay.

Soon, his memory was interrupted and he found himself entering a narrow alley.

"I remember... I was about to... turn back?" Lecter's eyes flickered.

At this moment, he had regained his sanity and naturally understood what it meant to look back in that narrow alley.

death.

In other words... he is already... dead at this moment?

……

Just at this time.

The scene in front of Lecter suddenly changed, returning to the time when he first entered the dungeon. At the same time, the dungeon introduction reappeared:

You are a college graduate.

The picture shows Lecter on the university campus.

[The number of graduates has increased dramatically in recent years. You, who should have been highly sought after, are having trouble finding a job you'd like after graduation.]

[In order to make a living, you have to continue to write and study for exams.]

Next, he was sitting at his desk, writing furiously.

After three years of hard work, you finally passed the exam and got a job in a small county.

Although the salary is barely above the passing line, at least there are five insurances and one fund, and the work is not very demanding.

Of course, these are just words of comfort you say to your parents. Only you know the truth: repeated failures have worn down your resolve. You no longer want to waste your precious life on exams, so you've given up.

Arriving in a small town, you take a taxi and look for a place to rent a house.

After going back and forth, you finally looked at your wallet and decided to just stay in an old residential complex for a few months until you feel settled.

This content is almost exactly the same as what Lecter saw when he first entered the copy, even the pictures are exactly the same.

The only difference was that his face had changed.

The stranger's face in the initial copy turned into his face.

It was as if he had become the protagonist of the story.

But then things started to change:

[But just as the taxi passed an intersection, a car accident suddenly happened.]

[A large truck coming from the opposite direction knocks you and the driver away, and you lose consciousness instantly.]

You are lucky because a piece of broken glass almost cut your carotid artery and only disfigured you.

You are also unfortunate. You had originally gotten through it and could have enjoyed your life, but now you have become a vegetable, lying in bed unconscious all day long.

……

At this point, the screen stopped abruptly.

Lecter pulled himself out of the picture and found himself still floating on the ceiling.

He stared blankly at the person lying on the bed, the patient who looked exactly like him but was extremely terrifying.

He understood that this person should be the protagonist of the copy, who fell into a deep sleep after a car accident.

But he also entered a dream-like world, the fierce and strange zone.

However, everything that happened in the dream came from elements in this "reality": red high heels, men in suits and hats... and so on.

But everything in the dream is real, because once he is killed by those evil creatures in the dream, he will definitely die. It is impossible for him to wake up in "reality", let alone return to the real world.