Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 389 Become Me

"The bus stop outside Xiangshengyong Apartment..."

Needless to say, every high-ranking official's eyes were looking there.

The grandma in the elevator car on the fourth floor is about to escape. The monster called "Future" may appear at any time. The painters Gao Ming and He Jing outside the door probably won't be able to hold on for long. If they are drained by the statue, the clay sculpture will fall outside the apartment building.

"If you go out you will die. The god in the past is too insidious. Maybe you still have a chance if you stay." Fan Li tried to persuade him, but he underestimated Gao Ming's determination.

"Maybe we can give it a try." Xuerou Gaoming walked to the door, his expression extremely serious.

The other high-level beings knew what the flesh-and-blood high-level being wanted to say. In fact, they had experienced such things in the "Gate of the Past". The only difference was that behind the Gate of the Past was an illusory world generated based on the high-level beings' memories, while outside the Gate of the Present was reality. If they died outside the Gate of the Present, they might really die.

"Don't be impulsive!" Fanli grabbed the arm of the flesh-and-blood high-life. He wanted other high-lifes to persuade the flesh-and-blood high-life, but he found that all the high-lifes were looking outside the apartment building.

There was an emotion in their eyes that Fanli could not understand. Although they represented different lives, they made the same decision at this moment, as if no matter how many times they started over, they would not waver.

"The soul of the painter Gao Ming is about to be crushed by the gods of the past. I will go to take the statue. When I can't hold on any longer, I will replace it with another one." The expression of the flesh and blood Gao Ming was extremely serious.

"Think it through before you leave. Once you step out of this door, there is no turning back." The kind-hearted High Fate glanced at everyone and said, "There are only two possible outcomes for us. Either we can withstand the backlash of the statue and send at least one person to the platform; or we can all die on the way to the platform."

Grandma's roar could be heard from the elevator shaft on the first floor. As the painter Gao Ming was squeezed dry by the clay sculpture, grandma seemed to have broken free and was crawling quickly in the elevator shaft.

"No matter who you are, you must get to the platform! Go!"

The flesh-and-blood high-life led the way, followed closely by the bad high-life. They rushed into the darkness without much hesitation.

What happened next shocked all the ghost story players and security personnel present. They rushed into the darkness one by one, seeming to despise death and fear!
Some high-ranking people were attacked by hidden ghosts the moment they left the room, and their bodies were torn into pieces, but more high-ranking people touched the statues.

"let me!"

The divine pattern spread across all the high-ranking beings, but the person holding the divine statue suffered the most serious damage, which could almost be regarded as a head-on confrontation with the "God of the Past".

When Xuerou Gaoming lifted up the clay sculpture, blood started flowing out of the prayers on his body, as if he was enduring the pain of being tortured to death. The Xuerou Xian's body was suppressed, and Xuerou Gaoming could hear the Xuerou Xian's rage and roar!

The clay sculpture in his hand became heavier and heavier, and all the strength in his body was sucked away. After Gao Ming took five steps, his entire face became a bloody mess.

When he took the sixth step, the flesh and blood Gao Ming fell to the ground. The starving ghosts around him wanted to eat him immediately. Fortunately, Doctor Gao Ming lifted up the clay sculpture of the "God of the Past" again.

As the distance between the clay sculpture and the apartment building grew farther, the blood on the sculpture became more intense, and the expression on the sculpture became extremely terrifying.

After taking only two steps, Doctor Gao Ming felt like his heart was about to explode. His will became blurred and he was unable to fight against the gods at all.

If they leave the clay sculpture behind, it will be eaten by the surrounding ghosts. Only by relying on the protection of the clay sculpture can they stop the ghosts from approaching, but the problem is that the clay sculpture itself is also constantly devouring their souls and memories.

Doctor Gao Ming fell to the ground, and all kinds of medical books in his bag were scattered all over the floor. He was covered with divine patterns, and only his left hand was holding up the clay sculpture. Pulling open the buttons of his collar, the bad Gao Ming grabbed the clay sculpture, and he screamed and rushed forward, but he seriously underestimated the horror of the clay sculpture. In order not to leave his "death realm", the "god of the past" used the will of the gods to crush Gao Ming.

The leg that had stepped out fell to the ground, and he swore loudly, moving his body as if he was carrying a mountain, until he could no longer move forward.

One by one, the Gao Ming chose to pave the road in this way. A crazy Gao Ming even bit the face of the clay sculpture. He wanted to destroy the clay sculpture, but he found that the clay sculpture seemed to be able to continuously repair itself within a certain range. It should be possible to completely destroy it only by leaving the Xiangshengyong community.

They came forward one after another, and no one with a high destiny retreated. The ghost story players in the building were so shocked that they could not describe it. They clearly and intuitively understood the meaning of the two words "high destiny".

The dead god stole the faith and used the will of the gods to crush Gao Ming. Gao Ming, who had lost everything, was just an ordinary person, but he used the will of an ordinary person to exchange for a small step forward through repeated deaths.

When the Gao Mings rushed out the door, no one was optimistic about them, including Fan Li, who kept persuading them. It was not until this moment that their inner thoughts changed. Maybe the Gao Mings could really succeed and fight against the gods with the will of the living and shake the fate with the life of an ordinary person!

The road paved by Gao Ming was getting closer and closer to the gate of the community, and the number of Gao Ming still running in the darkness was decreasing.

Falling to the ground, being drained by the gods, abducted by ghosts and monsters, swallowed by the darkness, after experiencing pain again and again, the choice of fate is erased, life no longer has so many possibilities, and only a few lonely selves are left.

"It seems... it's almost my turn." The kindhearted high-life has been holding the hand of the ordinary high-life. He is the kindest among all the high-lifes, and he has met the ordinary high-life from the very beginning.

The familiar self around me was swallowed up by the "past", and Gao Ming lost his madness, dreams, timidity, and affection...

The gate of the community was right in front of him. The kind-hearted Gao Ming took the clay sculpture handed to him by the affectionate Gao Ming. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to get closer to hope, but kindness did not let him go any further.

One step, two steps. When he took the third step, the divine pattern had already embedded into Shanliang Gaoming's body, strangling his heart. When he took the fourth step, his will was crushed and blood flowed from all his orifices.

"I can only take you here." He raised the clay sculpture and handed it to the last person beside him: "You can get to the platform, just like in the past!"

Taking over the clay sculpture, Ordinary Gaoming's soul was trembling, and the will of the gods was like a heavy pendulum hitting his body.

They will be able to leave Xiangshengyong Community soon, and Gao Ming will be out of the range of the power of the God of the Past. At this time, the God of the Past also starts to try to stop Gao Ming like crazy.

"I feel very uncomfortable and in pain. I know that I am the most ordinary person. I have nothing and am not as good as anyone else."

"I can't bear the despair of living, and I don't have the courage to die. I really don't understand why you chose me, a waste, a cowardly, selfish waste."

Looking at their own corpses, watching "I" die one after another, they seemed to be shouting at themselves, run forward, don't stop!

Hot blood splashed on his face, and those arms seemed to be holding up his heart. The beating heart was like an eternal flame that could not be blocked even by the deepest darkness.

Everyone has their own choices. One by one I chose different paths, and their final lives were intertwined with mine.

(End of this chapter)