Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

Gacha can't save this bizarre world. (Author: Wei Guanzhang)

Is it Black Tiger Afu wielding a dragon-slaying sword, or Gargamel with his big nose holding an old magic wand?

The strongest man on Earth, Yujiro Hanma + Kenjiro from Fist of the North Star + Toguro's younger brother!

Gryffindor Headmaster McGonagall + Anbu Division Captain Itachi Uchiha + Orochimaru with two crippled arms!

Which set should I choose?

How about we go for the summoner route?

Children make choices; adults can live on their lives!

System, give me ten consecutive draws!

Chapter 1 Catching Up with Me

Zhao Hao felt a bit cold in his dazed state and instinctively reached for a blanket. But then he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been in a car accident!

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the asphalt during emergency braking, the deafening crash, and the momentary tremor and excruciating pain...

He suddenly woke up!

"Holy crap...where am I?"

Still in shock, he quickly looked around and realized he wasn't in the hospital!

I'm in a room decorated in a very classic European style, and I haven't been injured... Wait! What's with the bloodstains on my stomach?

He sat up instinctively and quickly checked himself, finding his T-shirt stained with blood and a cut on his abdomen, as if he had been slashed!

But there were no injuries on the body under the clothes!

The bloodstains on these clothes haven't dried yet!

Hey! These aren't my clothes!

Zhao Hao suddenly stretched out his hands to look at the front and back, and then suddenly reached out and started touching his face!

He stood up and looked around, eventually finding a reflective glass mirror. Through the blurry image, he realized that the person in the mirror wasn't himself!

The image was clearly of a handsome young man in his early twenties!

"I've time-traveled?!"

Realizing he had transmigrated, Zhao Hao instinctively began to recall, and the information in his mind immediately surfaced.

The good news is that this world seems to be not much different from Earth, and the country I live in is called America!

The year is 1978!

Much of the information I remember is similar to what I already know, but there are also many things that seem plausible but are not.

The most important thing is world history...

"Could it be that I've been transported to a parallel Earth in the 1980s, and I'm an American? But what the heck is that Song Dynasty I remember? Why is there still a Song Dynasty at this time?!"

However, that's not the most pressing issue right now, since we're separated by the Pacific Ocean and can't worry about it right now.

My immediate priority is my own safety!

It turns out that the body I have is also called Zhao Hao, but it's actually Ri Tianhao!

He's an orphan... well, that makes more sense.

His name is very powerful, but his fate is too fragile to bear it!

The original Zhao Hao is already dead; the abdominal wound was the cause of death. Excessive bleeding or something similar...

Zhao Hao is still in danger, as he is still at the scene of the "death"!

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This story begins a few weeks ago when Zhao Hao met a prominent figure from another campus who was invited to his high school graduation ceremony.

In the US, being a good student doesn't make you a prominent figure; in fact, you might be called a nerd and looked down upon.

That's right, that's how wise it is.

Those who excel in social or athletic activities and are very active become the focus of everyone's attention.

This influential figure, Heidegger Grein, was also an athletic champion!

In Americo, rugby is the most popular sport, and Heidegger Grein has been selected for the North-South Rugby League with excellent results. Although he is not a top seed, he can be said to have a bright future.

With this identity alone, he could apply to many top universities and then achieve success on the football field.

Zhao Hao, perhaps due to good genes, managed to pass the SAT exam ahead of schedule at that public high school with terrible educational standards. This exam is known as the "American college entrance exam".

These are both one of the admission requirements for the University of Americo and a major basis for the university to award scholarships.

However, as mentioned before, good grades are not highly valued, especially in a high school that promotes a happy education.

But for some reason, this prominent figure from another school, who was invited, took a liking to Zhao Hao. Not only did he take the initiative to strike up a conversation, but he was also very friendly, and later invited him to several gatherings, and the two got along very well.

If it were the current Zhao Hao, he would probably already suspect that Hagrid was after him! But the original Zhao Hao was young, only nineteen years old and had just graduated from high school, unaware of the wickedness of human nature!

Two days ago, Zhao Hao and three other people, two men and two women, were invited by Heidegger to visit his old house on Staten Island in Liberty City.

Staten Island is the most remote part of Liberty City, located in the southwest and quite far from Manhattan.

The area is very large, but there are few residents. In addition, it is quite far from the main urban area and requires a boat trip to get there, so there is always a feeling of being abandoned.

If it weren't for elections, many people probably wouldn't even remember that Liberty City has such a large district.

However, it's true that many wealthy people like to build large villas in these sparsely populated suburban areas. The land is cheap, after all!

For example, Heidegger's large villa with a garden was built by his grandfather in his early years. It is said that he only spent a little money to buy the land, almost getting it for free.

The next two days were the classic party for Amis youths, where the young people played, ate, drank, "played games," and then "slept."

However, the host, Heidegger, didn't participate much; instead, he often watched with a smile from the sidelines.

Zhao Hao searched his memory bit by bit, trying to recall what had happened.

Everything was normal, except last night, when I was having a friendly "exchange" with Flora, one of the two girls, the other girl, Emma, ​​suddenly barged in!

Emma, ​​Flora's twin sister, happily joined the conversation...

Wait a minute, are the young people in America really that good at having fun? No wonder they're from big cities!

But I remember Emma being quite close to Heidegger, right?!

Could it be that Heidegger was actually a member of the Gongba forum?!

Case solved!

There's no doubt about it!

It was a crime of passion!

Zhao Hao pushed up the non-existent Death God elementary school glasses on his nose, subconsciously believing that there was only one truth: his predecessor had put a hat on that tall, strong, agile man over 1.9 meters tall, which was why he was stabbed to death.

But when he subconsciously recalled what happened last night, he remembered Emma leaning somewhat dejectedly in her sister Flora's arms, complaining that Heidegger might have psychological problems.

Both sisters said they felt something was off about this person, and they stopped contacting him after the party.

The two sisters have a great understanding of each other. Often, they can know what the other is thinking just by looking at each other. They have a kind of telepathic connection that is unique to twins.

Zhao Hao suddenly realized that there was only one truth: the guy from the Gongba forum couldn't stand being cheated on and then dumped, so he took drastic measures!

It must be said that Zhao Hao, the original owner of this body, possessed remarkable mental fortitude. When he met Heidegger the next day, he remained completely calm and composed, even engaging in lighthearted conversation.

If he hadn't been certain that he looked Chinese with black hair, he would have thought he was a "blonde boy"!

However, something unexpected happened at noon on the last day of the party, just half an hour before.

During a meal, Heidegger suddenly stabbed another boy in the chest with a round-tipped knife!

That round-tipped dinner knife doesn't have a point!

To stab it straight into the chest, without even a handle—that takes a lot of strength!

Zhao Hao and the two sisters were terrified. The boy who was stabbed stared at Heidegger with wide eyes and blood in his mouth, not understanding why he was laughing and talking one second and then being stabbed in the chest the next!

He only felt pain when blood kept spilling from his mouth.

He gripped Heidegger's hands tightly, trying to say something or question him, but all he did was spit out a lot of bloody foam!

The twin sisters screamed together, stood up, knocked over the chair they were sitting on, and ran away as fast as they could!

The two were remarkably in sync, running hand in hand without a single disagreement on their escape route. They disappeared in the blink of an eye!

At this point, Zhao Hao was stunned: Even if I cheated on you, you don't have to kill someone! Even if you did want to kill someone, why did you stab him?

At that moment, Heidegger swiftly pulled out the knife and slashed at Zhao Hao. Zhao Hao instinctively dodged and fell to the ground. He felt a chill on his side, but because he was too tense, he didn't even notice that he was injured.

He stumbled to his feet and ran outside, glancing back subconsciously before leaving.

It turned out that Heidegger hadn't chased him at all; instead, he sat back down in his chair, excitedly observing the unfortunate man's final, agonizing struggle before his death.

Zhao Hao also noticed something strange: a strange light was emanating from the top of the dying boy's head!

……

Zhao Hao then tried to escape, but found that the mansion was surprisingly safe, with all the doors and windows sealed shut and impossible to break open!

After making contact again, Heidegger acted leisurely, like a hunter in a hunting ground, loudly uttering strange words to instill more fear in the survivors while pursuing them.

He must have planned to kill four people from the very beginning; this was a premeditated hunt!

Seeing that escape was impossible, and with his abdominal wound still bleeding, Zhao Hao finally collapsed in this secluded room. When Zhao Hao transmigrated, the corpse was already somewhat cold, hence the chill. However, the abdominal wound had inexplicably healed.

"How could I be so unlucky! I opened my eyes and saw a serial killer chasing me?!"

Zhao Hao can't care about anything else now; he'll worry about surviving first.

This house was very strange; it had simple lattice windows, but the glass was so brittle that even smashing it with a chair couldn't break it. Zhao Hao tried it himself, and it wouldn't budge.

There's something strange about this house!

Adding to Heidegger’s earlier remarks in the corridors, such as “Run away with all your might, make the ritual more perfect,” this is no ordinary serial killer; this is a supernatural serial killer!

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