Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 574 Concentration
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Mingli's soul fire turned pitch black, his face changed drastically, and despair like a vast ocean surged towards his soul!

He wanted to pull away, but Zhang Mingli was horrified to find that there was a terrifying suction force coming from the room in Gao Ming's heart, as if it wanted to lock him in as well.

"Trap? Is this a trap set by the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical? That's not right. The Eternal Life Pharmaceutical can't possibly drive the evil spirit!" With his mind in confusion, Zhang Mingli decisively cut off one third of the soul fire and stepped back.

"Oh!"

All the divine patterns in the school were distorted, and unspeakable shadows were fading. Zhang Mingli sat down on the wooden chair with a pale face. He was almost eaten by Gao Ming just now!
Although his current strength is only one-ninth of his peak period, because he possesses special abilities related to nightmares and inherited unspeakable talents, ordinary testers cannot hurt him at all.

Before Gao Ming could recover from the shock, something unexpected happened again. The flame of the divine pattern engraved by Zhang Mingli illuminated the dark room deep in Gao Ming's heart, allowing him to clearly see the scene inside the room.

Various torture instruments were hung all over the walls, all kinds of strange and evil spirits were locked in the room, human-like and beast-like souls were crying, and believers without facial features were praying.

"Is this... a torture house?"

The ghost god entangled in chains in the center of the room looked at Gao Ming. Their eyes met, and the ghost god's eight arms stretched out to Gao Ming's heart, as if to tear open his chest and crawl out, but it did not do it in the end. Only large pieces of bones, flesh and blood were pulled out from the cracks in the room by Zhang Mingli's soul fire.

Without the need for Gao Ming to guide him, the ghost god's flesh and blood crawled directly towards the empty shrine that Zhang Mingli had given him, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and formed a ghost god with four faces and eight arms.

The moment the statue was cast, the aroma of meat enveloped the school. If the walls of the school were not filled with unspeakable shadows, the aroma of meat would probably have spread to the entire Zhemeng Town.

"Done?"

The ghosts and gods opened their eyes, and a new connection was established between Gao Ming, the shrine and the strange room in his heart, as if he was the faith and the gods in the shrine. In a moment's thought, he could conjure up all kinds of flesh and blood magical powers, and even use the shrine in his hand to reproduce some of the scenes in the nightmare.

Holding the shrine in his hands, the Blood City tattoo on Gao Ming's body also spread to the base of the shrine, causing subtle changes to the empty shrine, as if it not only represented the nightmare in Gao Ming's heart, but also was the medium through which the Blood City touched reality.

Patiently feeling the emotions of the flesh and blood ghost god in the shrine, a name quietly emerged in Gao Ming's mind - the Flesh and Blood Immortal.

These three words seemed to be a secret key. After Gao Ming remembered it, the memories hidden in his bones and blood began to recover slowly. Figures appeared in his mind like pieces of a puzzle. He only needed one last opportunity to piece together the complete past.

The shrine was put away, and the phantom of the ghost with four faces and eight arms also dissipated behind Gao Ming, and the distorted divine patterns in the school returned to normal.

"This method of dream interpretation is not as powerful as I imagined." Gao Ming commented fairly.

"Fuck you!" Zhang Mingli had been cultivating himself for a long time, but at this moment he couldn't help breaking the rules: "The nightmare in your heart has been sealed, and now it may not even be released by one tenth, and you still complain?!" "Have you obtained the dream interpretation method?" Fu Shu leaned against the wall, his head against the wall, and looked up and down at Gao Ming: "According to our experimental analysis, only one out of a hundred testers can meet the requirements of dream interpretation transformation, and they need to experience nightmares repeatedly hundreds of times. The whole process is more terrifying than lingchi, and there are three steps in dream interpretation, each step is a dangerous hurdle, if you are not careful, you will go crazy. I see that your soul fire has not even been ignited, how did you succeed?"

"He ate my soul fire!" Zhang Mingli's angry voice rang out, and Fu Shu immediately shut his mouth wisely.

"Although he is not as strong as I expected, he still helped me a lot." Gao Ming bowed to Zhang Mingli: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"Giving you the dream interpretation method is our fair deal, but my soul fire has a different price!" Zhang Mingli's attitude has changed a lot since he saw what was hidden in Gao Ming's heart. He no longer treated Gao Ming as a tester of the immortality medicine, but put him on an equal footing with himself.

"I've already eaten it, how can I spit it out?" Gao Ming patted the shrine. He had the ability to protect himself in the nightmare. Next time he saw those monsters, he wouldn't have to flee in panic.

According to Gao Ming's guess, the deep world is real, and the so-called dream interpretation method is actually equivalent to building a channel between different worlds, using one's own soul, memory and will as a bridge to project things in the deep world into nightmares. However, this dream interpretation method is extremely demanding, and only things that bring you extreme pain and despair can be projected. The more desperate and painful, the more real the projection is, until it finally breaks the boundary and releases its true self from the depths of its heart.

It has to be said that this method of dream interpretation is very suitable for Gao Ming. In order to obtain a complete flesh and blood ghost god, he died countless times, so he easily condensed the flesh and blood fairy into the empty shrine.

"Don't be complacent, kid. I'm telling you something." Zhang Mingli took a deep breath and calmed down. "The dream interpretation method originated from an unspeakable thing called 'dream'. Many years ago, it invaded reality and almost turned all the living people in Xinhu into lunatics. I used to live in the nightmare it created, which represents the love it will never get. The dream interpretation method is actually a backup plan it prepared for itself. Every time I use the dream interpretation method, I am calling it, and there is a very low probability of awakening it again."

"An Unspeakable Dream?" Gao Ming remembered the name.

"Meng has already died a long time ago, don't listen to him." Fu Shu interrupted in a low voice.

"It was dead, but those greedy and stupid guys at Yongsheng Pharmaceutical wanted to control the power of Dream. They chanted Dream's name and explored the nightmare frantically. Who knows if Dream has awakened now?" Zhang Mingli's tone suddenly became serious: "Only complete oblivion can mean that the unspeakable disappears completely. In recent years, I have been trapped in nightmares, and my impression of Dreams has been deepening, but the names of the saviors have become increasingly vague. This is not a good sign."

Zhang Mingli's words also attracted Gao Ming's attention. Many people mentioned a savior, but no one remembered his name, whether it was Wang Pingan who was locked up in a nursing home, or Brother Chong in the forbidden game. Perhaps in a few years, that name might really disappear.

The joy of obtaining the dream interpretation method was somewhat diluted, and Gao Ming began to think about how to rescue Zhang Mingli from Zhemeng Town.

The unspeakable shadow on the wall slowly dissipated, and the school returned to its previous appearance. Zhang Mingli looked very tired. He calculated the time, stopped chatting with Gao Ming, and strode to Fu Shu.

"Greed has returned, and now it's time for you to return your promise to me."

(End of this chapter)