Horror Movie?

The night was thick, icy blood oozing from a decaying corpse, windingly covering the sky and ground.

A crescent moon hung alone in the sky, its dim light resembling the vengeful tears of a ghost.

Unseen, black clouds enveloped, resembling a blurred face of flesh and blood, devouring all moonlight.

Silence prevailed, the forest eerily still, as if everything slumbered in the fear of death. Perhaps an illusion, ghostly figures, and spine-chilling cries occasionally laughed.

Gigantic, eerie plants and shadowy shades of enchanting colors adorned the surroundings, appearing unusually peculiar.

Vaguely, on the withered and decayed trees like skeletons, ropes swayed heavily in the wind, damp clothing clinging to bodies that swayed slightly.

Ropes tightened around the necks of the corpses, facial muscles contracting, tongues desperately reaching out from open mouths, eyes staring lifelessly at the ground or beyond.

Atop the skull clung damp, black, long hair, bodies torn apart, as if gnawed by something, covered in bite or beating marks, clearly dead for a long time.

Faintly, fear and despair could be seen on the skeletal and pale face.

A narrow, winding path extended into darkness underfoot, seemingly connecting to a demonic underworld.

Without warning, a mysterious and terrifying figure appeared on that desolate tree-lined path.

"Is this the new world?"

Tang An looked at the gloomy surroundings, then turned his head...

"Fuck!"

A person hanged nearby, swinging with the wind, and Tang An was startled by the hideous and fearful rotten face.

In an instant, appearing within five meters, Tang An swiftly rotated, holding a two-meter Gatling gun, ready to fire at any moment.

Whether zombies or ghosts, all would face the hail of bullets.

"Phew..."

The sound of wind passing through treetops echoed in his ears, like the curse of a ghost, creating an eerie atmosphere.

"A horror world?"

Confirming it was just a dried corpse, Tang An looked at the eerie surroundings, wrinkling his brow with composure.

This sinister and eerie atmosphere clearly wasn't normal. With some suspenseful music, it could easily pass for a horror movie.

Holding the Gatling gun, Tang An surveyed the surroundings and realized he was in a forest.

Not far away, there was a narrow path, evidently not a rarely traveled trail in deep mountains.

No immediate danger.

The Gatling gun vanished from his hand, and Tang An pulled out a cigarette and a lighter, lighting it up and exhaling a smoke ring.

After eating Armin and getting Random Travel, Tang An spent a year in the Attack on Titan world, dedicating himself to training.

Simultaneously, he had twelve natural months of rolling the dice.

However, what he drew was mostly trash.

A bouquet of roses, an electric rice cooker, a water cup, ten boxes of cigarettes, a pair of chopsticks, a flashlight, a balloon, a toy gun, a Grey Wolf backpack, a red scarf, ten packs of spicy strips, and a roll of toilet paper.

In Tang An's eyes, the ten boxes of cigarettes were the most valuable.

Although not as good as Furong Wang cigarettes, they were at least plentiful!

Tang An drew ten boxes, and he didn't bother to count how many cigarettes that was.

Originally, Tang An planned to stay in the Attack on Titan world for seven or eight years, thoroughly perfecting his skills.

By then, he would be invincible.

But unexpectedly, after ten months, Tang An found that no matter how he practiced shave, moon step, or the hardening of Titan's power, his regenerative abilities wouldn't improve.

The first ten months showed progress, but in the last two months, there was absolutely no change.

At that moment, Tang An understood; perhaps it was time to leave.

Maybe he had reached the ceiling of the Attack on Titan world, hence the lack of progress.

At the same time, Tang An breathed a sigh of relief, having finally endured a whole year of hemorrhoids. Now his buttock is in extreme comfort.

"Looks like I can only bring some small items."

Before using Random Travel, Tang An planned to bring along all the colossal and mindless Titans, intending to test the gold coins he brought from the Pirate's world.

Now it seemed like a failure.

Tang An was indeed indulging in wishful thinking. If both colossal and mindless Titans come with him, he could manipulate these Titans to wreak havoc in the new world.

"First, figure out what kind of world this is. Then find the Child of Destiny, Reincarnator, or Transmigrator. Hopefully, it's a movie, anime, or novel I've seen before."

A bicycle appeared in front of Tang An. He pressed the flashlight, beginning to move away along the narrow path.

For a while, in the silent and cold forest, only the sound of Tang An riding the bicycle could be heard.

"On such a late night, it's quite thrilling."

Tang An observed his surroundings, the rhythm of his Thunder Breathing almost becoming a habit.

Whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt something watching him in the dark.

"Whoosh..."

Without warning, a black shadow suddenly shot from the hill, reappearing under the moonlight. A claw gleaming with cold light aimed straight for Tang An's throat.

"Snap..."

Almost in an instant, the bicycle under Tang An disappeared, and his entire body appeared five meters away like a golden lightning bolt.

Dust and dirt flew up as Tang An, with an unwavering gaze, looked at the center.

"A fresh human."

A voice, greedy and bloodthirsty, echoed, and in Tang An's violet diamond-patterned pupils, a hideous creature with blood-red eyes, two horns on its head, and a face full of meat bumps appeared.

Tang An was curious, lighting another cigarette and calmly observing the grotesque creature.

"Since you can talk, wouldn't you mind introducing yourself?"

Tang An spoke with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I don't talk with food."

Tang An's friendliness didn't stop the creature; instead, it intensified, rushing towards Tang An.

"Why eat me? I am quite friendly."

Tang An took two puffs of smoke, a Gatling gun appearing in his hand, flames bursting forth.

"Ratatat..."

The entire silent forest was abruptly shattered by the rapid gunfire, the lower half of the creature's body blinking and being shot into pieces. Flesh and blood scattered everywhere, the entire area turbulent.

Tang An approached the grotesque creature step by step, bullets never ceasing.

With a flip-flop in the flesh and blood of the creature, Tang An stood in front of the creature, exhaling smoke with a composed expression.

"Ratatat..."

Still firing, until the entire brain was shot into a pulp.

"Can't we have a civilized conversation?"

"Do you have to make it thrilling for me?"

Tossing the cigarette butt into the brain and flesh mess, Tang An turned and left.

As he was about to mount his bike, he suddenly stopped, wearing a surprised expression. Taking the bike back, Tang An approached the gruesome scene to find the creature's mangled head regenerating.

"This thing isn't dead yet, amazing!"

The grotesque creature, now with half a regenerated head, looked at Tang An with fear as he crouched down.

For some reason, it sent shivers down his spine.

This guy was definitely not a normal human. Could it be a demon slayer?

"Cell regeneration, huh?"

Their regenerative abilities were similar, but compared to the Titan regeneration, there was a noticeable difference. Tang An, even in his human form now can harden or regenerate, and the hardening and regeneration after becoming a Titan will be even stronger. And Tang An has already combined Shave with Thunder Breathing.

A year of training was not in vain.