Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 435: Need someone?

After saying that, Liu Yi put on his red student union armband and walked out of the building.

Gao Ming did not try to stop them, and the remaining weird things in the shadow world and the community automatically avoided Liu Yi.

When he was at Hande Private College, Gao Ming felt that Liu Yi was very familiar, but since then, Liu Yi became increasingly difficult for him to understand.

The two people that Gao Ming cares about the most in Class 13 - Gao Yun and Liu Yi, they both happen to be members of the Student Union, but one is the president of the Blood Student Union and the other is the president of the White Student Union.

"Liu Yi didn't lie to you. We did see a future behind the door that you never want to see. Humans... have become synonymous with the most miserable." The team leader summoned up the courage to walk up to Gao Ming and said, "Congratulations on finding yourself again. There were some misunderstandings between us. It must have been the God of Jingtuo and the General Administration who instigated the trouble."

Seeing Gao Ming was silent, the team leader quickly explained: "We have been in Xinhu's death game for too long. The General Administration just treats us as a knife in their hands. They don't actually trust us. Give me a chance to explain it to Wan Jie!"

"From the Xinhu Death Game?" Gao Ming smiled slightly: "No one has ever truly left the vast sea. The so-called Xinhu you went to should not be the real Xinhu."

Gao Ming killed the security team leader K, and tricked Wan Jie and the others several times, but he himself suffered no loss: "The truth is getting closer and closer, you should be able to remember everything soon."

The city of Hanhai is a prison. All memories of the past have been modified. Behind every force here there may be a Lord of the Blood City.

This is what Gao Ming figured out in the memory of the Future God. There were thirteen candidates in the portrait of the Blood City in the Vast Sea. Coincidentally, including the Vast Sea, there are exactly thirteen Blood Cities in the boundless black fog world.

The screams in the apartment building continued. Gao Ming looked upwards. After fusing with the heart of the future god, his perspective on the problem had changed a little. This was the transformation from a chess piece to a chess player.

"I'll take you to find Wanjie. He's being hunted by people sent by the god Jingtuo. Now we're in the same boat." The team leader seemed determined to help both sides resolve the misunderstanding, but Gao Ming waved his hand and refused.

"They will be here soon." As soon as Gao Ming finished speaking, the clock in Xiangshengyong Apartment started to tick rapidly, a large amount of blood splattered on the ground, and his voice echoed in every room.

A few minutes later, the door to the building's emergency passage was pushed open. Wan Jie, who was covered in wounds, stood with several security team leaders. In the corridor on the other side, heads of people were falling. The tall Zhuo Jun and Yuan Hui walked out with their men. The ghost patterns on their bodies all came alive. For a moment, it was unclear whether they were human or ghosts.

Seeing Gao Ming at the entrance of the corridor, both sides were very afraid, but fortunately, the ghost pattern had been restored, so they were not without the ability to fight.

"Where are the surviving ghost story players in the building?" The team leader was a little anxious and asked Wanjie loudly.

The female security team leader, who was wrapped in black cloth, opened her scarlet eyes and pointed at Zhuo Jun: "They killed them all!"

"Bullshit!" He Jing, who was hiding in the crowd, immediately spoke up. He made way, and behind him followed a large number of weak ghost story players. These people seemed to have been almost used as sacrifices and blood food. They were covered with various disposable ghost patterns. "When we found these ghost story players, they were already tied to the altar. You new bastards have long been corrupted by ghosts and gods, and you don't treat people as human beings at all!" He Jing's voice was loud, and the female team leader over there was also arguing.

When the strength is strong enough, enemies can also throw dirty water on each other in order to prove their "innocence".

"Stop arguing!" Zhuo Jun suddenly spoke. He stood at the front of the East District security personnel, his eyes fixed on Gao Ming.

When they first met at Hande Private Academy, he was the director of the Queen's Investigation Bureau. He could decide life and death with just one word and had a bright future. He didn't take Gao Ming seriously at all. But when they met again, the other party actually exuded an aura similar to that of the future god, like a fierce god who had ignited the divine fire.

"Gao Ming, keeping us will be useful to you. The General Administration will offer you conditions that will tempt you to redeem us." Zhuo Jun knew in his heart that the mission assigned to them by the God Jingtuo had completely failed. Both targets were not killed, and now their situation was very dangerous.

"It's not easy to make my heart flutter." Gao Ming stared at his old classmate: "When we were in the dormitory before, everyone thought you were honest and down-to-earth. Who would have thought that your hands would be stained with the blood of your classmates."

"Jingtuo God set up a trap for all the ghost story players and Wanjie, and teamed up with the Past and Future Clay Sculptures to kill you. He mobilized the public forces of the General Administration to ensure that everything would be foolproof, but he also expected that you would take this opportunity to go to Gangbei New City to investigate the details of the General Administration." Zhuo Jun seemed to be just stating a fact: "Those ghost friends of yours are probably now under the control of the General Administration."

Xuan Wen, Zhang Ding and Da Gou did not come to save Gao Ming, not because they were unwilling to do so, but because they also had their own tasks to accomplish.

The General Bureau used a large-scale screening to trap and kill Gao Ming. Gao Ming would certainly not sit idly by, but the hidden power of the Investigation Bureau was too amazing, which caused problems on both sides.

"The General Administration has its own dream ghost." Zhuo Jun's words were like a giant anchor breaking through the ice, creating a wave in everyone's heart: "Why else do you think Situ An is so obedient?"

"It's just as I expected." Gao Ming looked at Zhuo Jun and said, "Contact the God of Jingtuo. I want to talk to him."

"Are you going to let me go?" Zhuo Jun didn't expect Gao Ming to be so easy to talk to.

"It's right in front of the gate of Xiangshengyong Apartment. If he doesn't dare to come in, I can go find him." Gao Ming's eyes flashed with the image of Jingtuo Shen, his past self and his future self. After a long time, the Jingtuo Shen in his eyes was slowly assimilated into flesh and blood and disappeared: "You guys stay here first. I want to see how much you are worth in the eyes of the General Administration?"

"Gao Ming, we can also have a good chat." The ghost patterns on the team leader's body have been restored, but he has no intention of taking any action. He keeps running back and forth between Gao Ming and Wan Jie to pass messages. Unfortunately, Gao Ming is not ready to let Wan Jie leave now.

After opening an exit for Zhuo Jun, Gao Ming waited for him to leave, then stood alone in front of the gate of Xiangshengyong Apartment. He gently pressed his hands on his chest, and his fingertips pierced his chest one by one: "Punishment room, open!"

This was the first time he had used all his strength to open the torture chamber after melting the heart of the future god, and what he had to do was very simple, which was to assimilate the area around the door. He wanted to forcibly drag the god Jingtuo into the torture chamber as well!

(End of this chapter)