Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

silence.

A lifeless, ethereal feeling.

Although the terracotta warrior's movements were stiff, the way he wiped his sweat and the angle of his raised hand were practically a replica of Jiang Han's.

Even the slight tilt of the head was imitated perfectly.

"imitate?"

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.

He didn't move.

Instead, he took a slow, deep breath.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he inhaled.

opposite.

The smiling terracotta warrior's chest also strangely bulged!

It even made a whooshing sound, like a bellows pumping air!

Followed by.

The second one, the third one...

The entire formation of hundreds of terracotta warriors simultaneously began to mimic Jiang Han's breathing rhythm!

"Whoosh—hiss—"

The sound converged into a massive wave of noise in the enclosed passage, like the breathing of a sleeping giant.

That sense of oppression was simply suffocating.

[WARNING! Rule-based variant detected!]

[Target: Living terracotta figurines (mirror image type)]

[Characteristic: If it does not act according to specific rules, it will be synchronized with and torn apart.]

The system gives a prompt.

These are not ordinary monsters.

They are the embodiment of rules.

They are learning, imitating, trying to... replace.

"That's interesting."

Jiang Han's lips curled into a cold smile.

There were obstacles blocking their way ahead and pursuers behind.

The "baby crying" behind me was getting closer and closer, and I could even hear the ear-piercing noise of metal claws scraping against the wall.

That Scavenger-09 cleaner has reached the corner.

This is a typical "pocket formation".

We're going to force him to his death here.

"Want to play an imitation game?"

Jiang Han looked at the terracotta warrior in front of him who still maintained a smile.

He suddenly made an extremely bold move.

He suddenly raised his right hand and gestured across his neck.

A standard "decapitation" gesture.

opposite.

"Whoosh!"

That terracotta warrior, and all the terracotta warriors behind it, raised their stiff clay arms in unison and made a fierce gesture towards their own necks!

The sight of hundreds of terracotta figures performing this action simultaneously is both extremely spectacular and extremely eerie.

"It really is a repeater."

The smile in Jiang Han's eyes deepened.

They will imitate any action.

As long as there is a target, they will... attack?

"Then we'll find you a good teacher."

Jiang Han suddenly turned around.

He didn't continue facing the terracotta warriors, but instead turned directly towards the dark corner behind him.

That is, the place where the cleaners will appear.

"Come out, little puppy."

Jiang Han shouted loudly, even stomping his feet deliberately to create a huge noise.

"Dinner's ready!"

"Wow--!!!"

His response was a piercing scream.

In the darkness, a silver lightning bolt suddenly shot out!

The fox monster, half-mechanical and half-rotten flesh, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

It moved on all fours, as fast as a streak of light, and opened its mechanical maw full of rotating blades, aiming straight for Jiang Han's throat!

Distance: 10 meters.

Five meters!

Three meters!

one meter!

Just as that foul-smelling mechanical mouth was about to touch Jiang Han's nose.

Jiang Han made a move.

【Kirin Step - Instant!】

His body instantly erupted with a terrifying power, and he moved three meters to the side like a blur!

This sudden outburst caused his metallic leg bone to crack under the strain.

But he dodged it!

The cleaners came up empty-handed!

But this is not the end.

While dodging, Jiang Han made a movement.

He suddenly pointed at the scavenger that was lunging at him, making an extremely exaggerated gesture as if he was about to pounce and bite it!

"roar!"

He even imitated a wild animal's roar.

next second.

A miracle happened.

The hundreds of terracotta warriors standing behind Jiang Han seemed to have been switched on.

They caught Jiang Han's movements.

At the same time, it locked onto the only target in front of it, which was moving at high speed—the cleaner!

"Boom!"

The ground shook.

Hundreds of heavy terracotta figures moved at the same time.

They mimicked Jiang Han's "pounce" action, but with tremendous force, they frantically pounced on the scavenger that hadn't yet stopped!

This is not a fight at all.

This is flooding.

"Wow--?!!"

The cleaner's piercing scream had barely escaped his lips when it was drowned out by countless clay arms.

Dozens of terracotta warriors were pressing down on it, some grabbing its head, some pulling its legs, and some even biting it.

Although their movements are stiff, they have the advantage of large numbers, great strength, and... fearlessness!

"Squeak! Snap!"

A sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.

That arrogant street cleaner was completely destroyed by this group of crazy terracotta warriors!

Gears flew wildly, and black oil splattered everywhere.

A scarlet electronic eye rolled to Jiang Han's feet.

It was still flashing a faint red light, seemingly expressing its bewilderment.

It never understood why these normally inanimate objects suddenly rioted until its death.

"This is called using someone else to do your dirty work, understand?"

Jiang Han stomped on and crushed the electronic eye.

He clapped his hands as he watched the terracotta warriors still frantically expending energy on the pile of scrap metal.

"Alright, take your time, I'm not playing along."

While these repeaters were still imitating the momentum of his earlier "kill" command, he took advantage of the situation.

Jiang Han, clinging to the base of the wall, slipped silently past what should have been a deadly defensive line like a ghost.

Passing through the terracotta army formation.

The passage ahead finally came to an end.

What blocked his way was a huge screen wall.

The screen wall is adorned with exquisite murals.

Jiang Han had only glanced at it casually.

But that one glance froze him completely.

The murals depicted were not of the great achievements of the Qin state.

It's not some myth or legend.

Instead, it is a gigantic bronze tree that connects heaven and earth.

The tree was covered with countless human heads.

And at the base of that tree...

Jiang Han saw a symbol.

It was a circular symbol composed of three sectors.

Even if it turns to ashes, modern people will still recognize this symbol.

That's the X-shaped wind symbol for nuclear radiation!

There's even English here? Could it be that other people from the future have been here?

This mural was painted in the Qin Dynasty imperial tomb, which dates back 2,200 years!

"The First Emperor..."

Jiang Han's fingers gently stroked the bright red symbol, his fingertips trembling.

"What exactly are you guarding against?"

"And this kind of English shouldn't have existed in that era at all!!!"

"Clearly, our ancestor has already created such a powerful weapon using this line..."

"Or... do you think that even if we've created a nuclear bomb, it's still useless???"

......

"Damn it... this isn't a tomb at all!"

Jiang Han's fingers dug hard into the screen wall painted with nuclear radiation symbols, his fingertips even turning white from the force.

Xianyang 2,200 years ago.

Our ancestor, Qin Shi Huang.

Qin version of nuclear bomb.

The absurdity of these three words combined is enough to drive any normal person insane.

"Sizzle..."

A sudden, excruciating pain shot through his already metallic calf, as if countless ants were gnawing at his bone marrow.

The toxin has spread.

Jiang Han took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

However, now is not the time for archaeology...