Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 568 The Tragic Designer

"Is this the test for Yelang? To endure all the joy and happiness in the world, and finally become the body of the god of joy?" Gao Ming seemed out of place in the cellar. The despair in his heart was too deep, like a jar of ink, contaminating wherever he went. Many corpses could no longer laugh after being touched by him.

People's sorrows and joys are not the same. After the corpses' memories of joy were polluted, their last bit of happiness penetrated into Gao Ming's heart. Driven by some higher will, they wanted to transform Gao Ming, but in the end they only helped Gao Ming share some of his pain so that his body could adapt to more despair.

"The power of the God of Joy is of great use to me. It can help me break the seal in my heart and share my pain. He is really a lucky god." Gao Ming said and looked at the corpses around him. He sighed slightly. The sins committed by the God of Joy were no less than those of Mr. Tang and the butcher. "It's all illusory happiness. The reality is that you are all dead and your bodies are almost eaten by insects."

The road that seemed full of nostalgia and temptation to others was very easy for Gao Ming. He came to the end of the cellar without any hesitation, and saw wine jars with red seals.

These wine jars have been stored underground for a long time, and a big "囍" character is written on each seal.

"There can't be a person in every jar of wine, right?" Gao Ming whispered to himself, but a hoarse and low response came from a man deep in the cellar.

"It's a memory, a memory treasured by the God of Joy."

"Who's talking!" Gao Ming grabbed the butcher knife with his backhand, lowered his center of gravity, and was ready to attack at any time.

"Hasn't the Yelang of this month been chosen? You have the guts to sneak into the cellar of Xi's house. Aren't you afraid of being caught by those Xixian'er, having your tendons and skinned alive, and then made into a dried human being or a puppet?" The man's voice sounded very tired, but he seemed like he hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time, and kept teasing Gao Ming.

In the deepest darkness, black hair was spread around the wine jar. There was a human head pressed on the edge of the jar, staring at Gao Ming dimly.

The hand holding the knife slowly loosened, Gao Ming looked at the head, his pupils shrank, and his eyes narrowed. The other person had a face almost identical to Zhang Mingli's!

"Zhang Mingli?"

Hearing the name from Gao Ming's mouth, the man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face: "It's really a bit uncomfortable for you to just casually say out loud the taboo that cannot be mentioned in Zhemeng Town."

"Why do you have the same face as him? What is your relationship with Madam Xi?" There were many wine jars between Gao Ming and the head.

"The more you know, the faster you die. I was put into a wine jar because I knew too much. Do you want to have the same fate as me?" The man's face was full of self-mockery. It seemed that he was unwilling to tell Gao Ming the answer in order to protect him.

"I met a monster soaked in a wine jar in the side room before. He was much bigger than you, like a thousand-year-old Tai Sui. That guy said that I was like Zhang Mingli, exuding a taboo aura. So do you think I would be afraid?" Gao Ming didn't like to beat around the bush, but the man had a lot of concerns.

"You are also taboo?" The man took a deep breath, but felt nothing for a long time: "They took away all my permissions and blocked my perception."

"what are you saying?"

"I saw the communicator on your wrist. We are from the same place." The man shook his head and finally looked at Gao Ming with a pleading look: "My hands and feet are cut off. Can you come over and help me get something? Something that can prove my identity." Under the guidance of the man, Gao Ming walked through the gaps between the wine jars, came in front of him, and reached his hand into the wine jar.

The sticky liquid looked like wine and blood, emitting a pungent stench. Gao Ming found something in the wine jar that shouldn't have appeared in his nightmare - a pure white ring-shaped communicator.

"Except for the color, isn't it very similar to the communicator on your wrist?" The man raised his head with great effort: "I am one of the designers of this nightmare, the youngest among the several people in charge of the brain game, and I created the Dream Breaker Town."

Gao Ming looked at the man as if he were a madman. He was not sure whether the man had been tortured mad or was lying.

The man's face was full of bitterness, but his eyes were sincere. "Many years ago, when Xinhu was in turmoil, the Perfect Life Game opened a hidden door in the brain, connecting to a terrible place called the Deep World. Dream Breaker Town is a defective product I made based on the Deep World. Oh, by the way, Perfect Life was made by my grandfather Fu Tian, ​​and it is now called the Forbidden Game."

The man seemed to know a lot of secrets. His remaining head was leaning against the wine jar, with reminiscence and regret in his eyes.

"The forbidden game was created by your grandfather?" Gao Ming recorded all the information in his mind.

"My grandfather is the founder of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. He is the legend of Xinhu and the beginning of a new era."

"According to what you said, the forbidden game Perfect Life was originally made by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical? Then why was it later listed as a taboo by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical? What happened in the meantime?" Gao Ming asked impatiently.

"Don't be impatient. Let me tell you slowly." The man's chin was soaked in the foul-smelling liquid. "The reason why Perfect Life was banned was because the players at that time released an indescribable terrifying existence from the deep world."

"what is that?"

"Unspeakable. The information calls it butterfly and dream." A trace of fear appeared in the man's eyes. "While players and companies are spying on the secrets of the deep world, the unspeakable world of the deep world is also watching us. They use various means to influence reality, trying to drag reality into the deep world and turn reality into part of despair."

"and after?"

"In the midst of an irreversible desperate situation, a person appeared." The man wanted to scratch his head, but he had no arms. His expression became even more distressed. "I don't know why, but I am gradually forgetting that person. I can't remember his name, but I vaguely remember that he died together with the butterfly and sank into a sea of ​​blood."

"The people and ghosts left behind by the savior restored order. When everything returned to normal, they all entered the deep world, seemingly preparing to rescue the savior."

"A few months after they left, data from Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals showed that something unknown and unspeakable had appeared outside the Forbidden Game. The top management voted and ultimately decided to destroy the passage to protect themselves..."

At this point, the man hesitated and struggled for a moment, his eyebrows knitted together: "Afterwards, I conducted a lot of investigations and found that the so-called unknown and unspeakable is close to reality. It is very likely a play jointly performed by the company and the city managers. Their goal is to destroy the passage and isolate all the unknown ghosts and the power left by the savior from reality."

(End of this chapter)