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Chapter 539 Looking for someone
The atmosphere in the meeting room of the Death Building was extremely solemn. Several player leaders fell silent. They wanted revenge more than anyone else. The truth had been covered up by the Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, and only they were left as living evidence of the crime. However, they could only hide in the broken city of their perfect life and dared not return to reality.

"Are you willing to hide in the rat hole forever, or do you want to change with me?" Gao Ming spoke very impolitely. He only brought out three flesh and blood seeds from his nightmare. Now all the seeds have been used up. Regardless of whether the players agree or not, he will tie everyone to his side.

"After the sacrifice was successful, the Death Tower gave me a very special reward. Now I should have more authority than any of you. Killing me will only result in mutual destruction. This is also my confidence." Gao Ming has made his position clear. He stood up and left the meeting room under the gaze of several responsible persons.

The player leader did not stop Gao Ming. They seemed to want to wait until Gao Ming left before having a good conversation.

After branding the blood, flesh and ghost patterns on the wardrobe, Gao Ming can open all the rooms in the Death Building. He is very curious about this building.

"The flesh and blood seeds have taken root in the dead building, and the roots have penetrated into the walls. It seems that there is a deeper connection between me and this building. There are several hidden rooms in the building that have not been opened yet. What is hidden in them?"

Arriving at the elevator, Gao Ming closed his eyes, patiently felt the guidance of the giant flesh and blood tree, and then pressed a button.

The elevator descended rapidly, but the number on the display screen remained "4", only the blood color became brighter and brighter, and slowly, the feeling of weightlessness became stronger and stronger. Just when Gao Ming began to feel uncomfortable, the elevator suddenly stopped and the metal elevator door slowly opened.

The dark corridor was empty and it seemed that no player had ever been to this floor, giving it a very eerie feeling.

Slowly walking into it, the aisles were filled with various supplies and potions, most of which the high-ranking officials had never seen before. Some of those medicines were used to treat and relieve mental and brain power, and some were used to eliminate curses. They were all very expensive and rare "high-end goods".

"Is this the players' warehouse?" Gao Ming continued to move forward. The supplies in front of him became more and more exaggerated. Various props that could be used in nightmares were thrown on the ground casually, like rags.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Gao Ming saw a dilapidated shrine.

He lifted the black cloth and tried to light the candle in front of the shrine.

The flames flickered, illuminating the faceless clay sculpture in the shrine. The shadows swayed, as if a child slowly crawled into the clay sculpture. Then a weak voice sounded in the shrine: "I can't do it, I really can't do it. I just have false faith. I have never been the number one player. Where have you gone? When will you come back? I have, I have forgotten your name."

Gao Ming searched for information about Huang Ying on the Internet, watched videos of him before he was wanted, and remembered his voice.

"The voice coming from the shrine was Huang Ying's?!" Gao Ming was very surprised. The other party, like Wang Ping'an, seemed to be expecting someone to come back, but at the same time they had forgotten that person's name.

Gao Ming originally thought that the horrific knife marks on the wardrobe were left by Huang Ying, but now he was shaken.

"I can't hold on any longer. All the players are looking at me. They regard me as their hope. I cannot show any weakness or cowardice. I am scared to death, but I must resist and be at the forefront of everyone else's resistance." The shrine seemed to have recorded Huang Ying's mutterings. He could not tell these words to any player. He could only sit in front of the shrine and tell the god who seemed to have disappeared.

"In terms of acting skills, I'm afraid you and Bai Xian are not as good as me."

"I already believe in myself. If one day I really forget you, I will probably think that I, Huang Ying, am the real savior... But being a savior is really tiring and too difficult. I can't do it. I can't do it."

Huang Ying told the shrine his secrets, and he seemed to want to remind himself in this way, so that he would not forget a certain god. After listening to the voices in the shrine, Gao Ming felt much more relaxed. In his mind, Huang Ying became more real. He was just an ordinary person, but he was forced to become a savior. Most of the messages in the shrine were complaints.

"This place cannot be discovered by players. It will damage Huang Ying's image. Before he takes down Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, it is better for him to maintain his image as a wanted criminal."

Gao Ming did not take away the supplies in the Death Building. These things were of little use to him, and if they were discovered by the people from the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical Company, his identity might be exposed.

After clearing up all traces of his presence, Gao Ming walked around the building again and went to several other hidden rooms. The Death Building was more like a huge isolated island than a residential building. With the continuous expansion by players, the interior became more complicated. It was estimated that Brother Chong and the others didn't know how many rooms there were in the Death Building.

Gao Ming spent half an hour and only toured half of the building. He finally came to the bottom of the dead building and wanted to see if he could enter the black fog. However, he was stunned when the elevator door opened.

At the bottom of the dead building, there are insect shells stretching for kilometers, as if a butterfly that can cover the night sky flew out from here.

An endless stream of death emanated from the insect shell, and it was precisely because of its existence that the Death Tower became what it is today, allowing it to stand in the black fog.

"What would happen if this thing were brought into reality?" Gao Ming was just thinking about it. Normally, he would not do such a crazy thing.

A red light flashed in the elevator, the operating panel was remotely locked, and Brother Chong's voice was heard from the surveillance camera. He hoped that Gao Ming could return to the lobby. The players had reached a consensus.

After staring at the surveillance camera for a long time, he found that the permissions granted to Gao Ming by the Death Building did not include anything related to cameras. These should have been modified and installed by the players themselves.

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"No wonder they dared to let me go. I guess they still think that the Death Building is their base. But it's better to be more confident. I'm afraid they will lose their courage due to the oppression of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals."

Back in the conference room, several players didn't even change their seats. Brother Chong and the person in charge of the information exchange department became much more enthusiastic towards Gao Ming. They stood up and pulled Gao Ming to his seat.

"The players in the Dead Building will do their best to help you obtain the fifth-level confidentiality qualification of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals as soon as possible. We are not planning to attack Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals for the time being. You just need to help us do one thing." Brother Chong was very optimistic about Gao Ming, and he was the one who was doing the talking.

"what's up?"

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals imprisoned some veteran players in a Level 5 confidential laboratory in the name of treatment."

"You want me to rescue them?" Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. Players who were arranged to enter the level 5 confidential laboratory should have fallen into a deep nightmare.

"No, you just need to help us find someone in their nightmares." Brother Chong and the other responsible persons all looked extremely serious: "That person is Zhang Mingli, a teacher of ideology and morality."

(End of this chapter)