Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 361 A Chaos Even God Couldn't Have Foreseen
"Are you still going to stay here?" The Flesh and Blood High Fate looked at Fan Shi: "I don't know what attracted you here. Maybe the High Fate you are looking for is still in the room. I'm not sure when they will come out."

While grandma was being led away by the painter Gao Ming, everyone knocked on the doors to notify people in other rooms, but still no door was opened.

"Each door represents a choice. Perhaps the high-ranking person inside the door has his own concerns." Fan Li no longer insisted. He took a deep breath, as if he had finally made a decision: "I'll go with you. Let's go meet up with the other teammates first, and then find a way to escape."

When Vanguard is close to a flesh-and-blood high life, the inner call will become stronger, as if there is some kind of connection between him and the flesh-and-blood high life, which was not there when he encountered a "bad" high life before.

"Grandma isn't here yet, so don't worry. It won't be too late for us to split up and act when we encounter danger." Liu Yi's eyes were always on Xuerou Gaoming. She felt that the other party was hiding something.

"Don't we need to find the right Gao Ming?" The expelled Gao Ming zipped up his school uniform and asked, "Are you sure you want to leave?"

"Destiny is never static. If you make the right choices from now on, you may also become the right person." Liu Yi walked out of the room with the gift: "Let's go, find a way to leave this building first!"

"Combining the memory fragments in my flesh and blood, I can tell that the clay sculpture in Xiangshengyong Apartment has trapped me here. Being able to escape from the cage is already a very important step." The flesh and blood high life moved his eyes to Liu Yi's hand: "By the way, can you let me see your gift box? I want to know what the so-called gift is?"

"No, a gift is the most difficult memory to erase for a person, and also the deepest secret hidden by a person." Liu Yi refused without even thinking about it.

"You haven't changed much from what I remember. You still speak in a cold tone." Buliang Gaoming was a little curious: "Liu Yi, are you married?"

Seeing that the people around him were looking at him strangely, Buliang Gaoming paused and said, "I don't have any other intentions. After all, you liked me before, so..."

"Let's go now." Liu Yi put on the student union armband again and closed her eyes: "Follow me!"

Several people supported Liu Yi's shoulders, and the armband on her arm glowed a rich blood color: "Let's go!"

Following a specific pattern, several people ran downstairs.

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Painter Gao Ming ran wildly in the Xiangshengyong apartment complex with his clay sculptures. The clay sculptures in his hands seemed to be able to destroy some of the rules in the apartment building. The shadows retreated and reunited, and many outsiders who were trapped in the maze were accidentally rescued.

However, the painter Gao Ming's own situation was not very good. His grandmother was chasing him too closely. Her attitude of not giving up and her speed comparable to that of a cheetah did not look like the resurrection of an old lady in her seventies.

The building was in chaos, and most of the outsiders who were lost in the apartment building also regained a bit of clarity.

"If you chase me again, I will smash it!" The painter Gao Ming had already run very far, but he still could not see the exit of the apartment. The corridors in the building were connected to each other, like a reincarnation nightmare with no end.

The painter Gao Ming, who had lost many of his abilities, was breathing heavily. He could hardly run anymore and turned around with a sinister expression.

In the middle of the corridor, grandma's body slowly stood up. Its face was extremely terrifying: "Give it back to me! Come home with me!"

The hysterical scream did not sound like something a human could make. Grandma's red clothes stuck to the corpse spots, and her mouth was wrinkled and full of cracks.

At the corner of the corridor, Wanjie was half-crouching on the ground, holding his lower back and trying his best to control his breathing.

"Xiangshengyong Apartment and Changcheng Community have been completely transformed by the clay sculpture's ghost story rules. Anyone who enters will be deprived of their memory and most of their abilities!" Wanjie knew that there were two special "gods" buried in the deepest part of the Black Lake of Lishan Hospital. They were the ones who released the other party, but he didn't expect that the abilities of the two "gods" would be so terrifying. If he didn't have a pair of special eyes, he would probably get lost in Xiangshengyong Apartment and forget how he got here.

"I should wake up the team members first and find a way to recover the power contained in the ghost patterns, but the target person is right in front of me..." Wanjie looked at Gao Ming across the corridor. While the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. While he, the oriole, was still struggling, a scream came from the room not far from the painter Gao Ming.

Blood oozed from under the door panel and the door was pushed open by a force.

Zhuo Jun, a tall man, was holding a fruit knife. There was a long cut on his left arm, and a piece of black-and-white photo fragment was hidden inside.

"I remember now, Gao Ming! Gao Ming! The biggest threat to the Bureau is right next to me!"

Because of the painter Gao Ming's approach, the fragments of the black and white portrait on Zhuo Jun's arm crawled in his wound like insects, hurting him deeply.

This is one of the backup plans that Jingtuo Shen left for the East District Security Department. During the city-wide search, the General Administration found a posthumous photo related to Gao Ming. They processed the photo using a special method and then sewed it into the flesh and blood of the team members. As long as Gao Ming appears beside them, the processed fragments of the photo will wake them up in the most painful way.

Although he was unable to use the abilities brought by the ghost patterns, Zhuo Jun's physical fitness and fighting skills were both top-notch. His mind was still a little unclear at this time, and his memory seemed to be torn apart by two different forces.

The variables in the building continued to increase. The painter Gao Ming reached into his schoolbag and painted on the Tibetan clay sculpture with a paintbrush.

He first tried to destroy the clay sculpture, but it was much stronger than he had imagined and could not be destroyed by normal means.

Based on the principle that if I can't get it, others can't either, this madman smeared high destiny, flesh and blood immortals, various curses and all the bad things he could think of on the clay sculpture.

He is no longer satisfied with being a high-ranking person. If given the chance, he would like to swallow up this clay sculpture and become the master of two ghost story communities.

"High Life!" Zhuo Jun walked out of the room with a knife in his hand, his arm bleeding. His face was distorted, and he was suppressing the pain with great willpower: "Kill you! Only by killing you can everything get back on track!"

Painter Gao Ming narrowed his eyes and was convinced. It seemed that this building was full of Gao Ming's mortal enemies.

Closing the distance, the painter Gao Ming directly bumped into Zhuo Jun who was about to block his way. He did not dare to give Zhuo Jun more time to recover.

"You can't run away!"

Zhuo Jun had a ferocious look on his face and stabbed Gao Ming's neck with a knife. He really wanted Gao Ming to die!
Pinching the clay sculpture with his five fingers, the painter Gao Ming was also quite ferocious. He used the clay sculpture as a weapon and hit it on the blade.

The painter Gao Ming's palms were numb. He was not as strong as Zhuo Jun. After a fight, he immediately started to run for his life.

There were more and more curse paintings on the clay sculpture, and grandma's state became more and more crazy and impatient. She rushed forward with a scream, and Zhuo Jun, who was standing in the middle, only noticed the other party at this time.

His calves trembled, but Zhuo Jun didn't hesitate and started running after Gao Ming.

(End of this chapter)