Eerie National Fate: From the Start, a Red-and-White Wedding Omen Slays the Gods

The National Destiny Game arrives, requiring every country to select an “architect” to design defensive dungeons and fend off invasions from other nations. Longguo has lost its historical heritage and knows only how to pile up mecha and giant beasts. After nine straight losses, its national destiny points are down to 100, and the country is on the brink of annihilation! Just as the entire internet falls into despair, transmigrator Su Bai is selected. Looking at the sci-fi weapons in the shop, each costing tens of thousands of points, Su Bai smiles. “Can’t afford a Gundam? Can’t afford an alien? No problem. Give me a dozen sheets of yellow paper, a cheap coffin, and a suona.” The whole world laughs at him. Has Longguo gone mad? Are they planning to hold a funeral on the battlefield? But when the heavily armed foreign S-rank contestants charge into the fog, the nightmare begins. [Dungeon: Red Meets White, a Deadly Omen] On a foggy old road, a red sedan chair faces a black coffin. A suona tune rings out, and the red and white processions collide in a deadly omen. There is only one rule: laugh at happy occasions, cry at funerals. Anyone who can neither laugh nor cry will die! [Dungeon: The Corpse Drivers of Western Hunan] A Chenzhou talisman falls, and the dead set off on their journey. “The living must make way. The dead need the road.” The foreign special forces run themselves ragged, but the stiff, hopping figure behind them never falls behind! [Dungeon: The Ghost Returns on the Seventh Night] Stand night watch in the mourning hall, and keep the incense burning. “Don’t look back. Don’t make a sound.” Hearing a familiar voice beside you, who would dare turn around and look at the paper effigy eating the offerings? [Dungeon: The Yellow Weasel Seeks a Title] Deep in the wilderness, a creature rises up on two legs. “Do I look like a human, or a god?” Answer wrong, and you’re doomed forever! As players around the world are driven to mental collapse and beg for mercy on their knees by these Chinese-style rules, Su Bai stands atop the walls of Fengdu Ghost City and spreads his hands with a smile. “Allow me to introduce Chinese-style horror.”