Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 575: Three Hours

Commitment is a contract of the heart and a testimony of love. For Zhang Mingli, the promise is a part that he must take back, which represents all his character.

Fu Shu, who was lying crookedly in the corner, had already accepted his fate. He closed his eyes with a hint of apology on his face.

Zhang Mingli's hand pressed on Fu Shu's chest. As his hand went deeper, Fu Shu trembled with pain. His face changed rapidly, his hair turned white in an instant, wrinkles appeared on his skin, and he looked twenty years older.

On the contrary, Zhang Mingli's pupils became brighter and brighter, his soul fire burned wildly, and his will was like stars, illuminating the night.

After a few breaths, Zhang Mingli withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and remained silent.

Fu Shu's face returned to its original state. His expression was slightly distorted. He looked frail and old. He didn't look like a "scientific researcher" but more like a patient in the isolation ward of a mental hospital who had just been injected with a tranquilizer.

"Spend a lifetime to fulfill a promise." Zhang Mingli muttered to himself, and opened his eyes again after a long time, his eyes were extremely firm: "The thirteen transformation methods represent thirteen ways to become unspeakable. I have always been worried that the dream will be reborn in me, so I am very resistant, but now I seem to have no other choice."

"If you don't want to, I can take your place. I'm not afraid of dreams taking over my body." Gao Ming learned the dream interpretation method, and he also had the opportunity to make flesh and blood ghosts and gods become unspeakable.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger." After ridiculing Gao Ming, Zhang Mingli pushed open the door of the school, scaring Wan Min and Wan Yang who were eavesdropping outside.

"Teacher, have you finished your talk?" Wan Min looked at Zhang Mingli nervously, and glanced at Gao Ming from time to time, as if he wanted to confirm whether Gao Ming had really mastered the method of dream interpretation.

"We're done talking. If you also want to learn the dream interpretation method, go find him. I have other things to do." Zhang Mingli pointed at Gao Ming casually, and then opened the tattered firewood door in the yard.

As Zhang Mingli stepped out of the courtyard, the moment his feet touched the ground, the farm tools in the courtyard turned into blood-stained knives, the fruits and vegetables planted in the fields twisted into ugly and terrifying ghosts, the wooden door and nearby bricks and tiles all turned into curses and ghost faces, dripping onto Zhang Mingli like black rain and merging into his body.

Continuing to move outward, with every step Zhang Mingli took, the nightmare alienation around him became more severe. When he reached the end of the alley, the voice of the night watchman was heard from the other side of Zhemeng Town.

"It's midnight, everything is fine!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhemeng Town became even more eerie. Ghost lights flickered on the streets, all kinds of strange objects appeared in the shadows, screams and wails became more frequent, and the statues hidden in the courtyards also opened their eyes.

"Was the school previously protected by Zhang Mingli's curse? Those brick and tile walls are all cursed!" Wan Yang stood there with lingering fear. All the curses on Zhang Mingli came from the deep world and were brought out from the forbidden game. There was no "antidote".

"My father's notes didn't mention that." Wan Min looked at Gao Ming with some envy: "Congratulations, you have obtained the rarest transformation method."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but you have to prepare the empty shrine yourself." Gao Ming picked up Fu Shu again and tied the human stick behind him: "Did your father's notes mention the person behind me? His name is Fu Shu."

"Well, my dad told us to help him if we can, saying that he is the most suitable successor to Yongsheng Pharmaceutical." Wan Min had already seen Fu Shu turned into a human stick, and felt a little sorry: "They used to work together, but they were responsible for different experimental projects."

"Oh?" Gao Ming stopped in front of Wan Min and asked, "What project is your father in charge of?"

"I only remember that he received a phone call that night, and then he never came home again." Wan Yang said that he didn't care about his adoptive father, but he had a deep memory of Wan Jie. "We became testers and worked hard to improve the confidentiality level. One of the important reasons was to find our father." Wan Min signaled her brother not to speak nonsense. She looked at Gao Ming seriously: "My father's notes mentioned many secrets of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. This company is a greedy devil hiding in the dark. If you work hard for him, you will probably be eaten up without leaving any bones."

"It seems that you have a lot of opinions about the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical." Gao Ming replied casually. He stood up and prepared to rescue Bai Huang. Before, he was in Xi's house, thanks to Bai Huang's help, he was able to escape. Now that he has the ability to protect himself, the first thing he thought of was to snatch people from Madam Xi.

"We dare not object." Wan Min shook her head repeatedly: "The empty shrine has been used by you, we are going to try other transformation methods. Meeting is fate, and finally I will give you one last piece of advice, the more proficient you are in the transformation method, the more dangerous your future situation will be."

"Why do you say that?"

"Things produced by the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical Company are not so easy to get. Every tester who has obtained the Level 5 confidentiality qualification is on the company's list. They are the company's most precious 'medicine', used to achieve immortality and create gods." Wan Min hid a trace of sadness in his eyes and said no more.

Thinking about Wan Min's final advice, Gao Ming carried Fu Shu out of the school. He still had a lot of things to do.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead. You were the one who designed Zhemeng Town. You should know what the weakness of the God of Joy is, right?" Gao Ming asked quietly. Fu Shu coughed weakly a few times.

"The God of Joy is the combination of all the joy and happiness in nightmares. There are two ways to make joy disappear. The first is to drown the God of Joy with enough despair. The second is to let joy and happiness break through the limit and turn into madness and destruction."

"The ultimate joy is destruction?" Gao Ming pondered over Fu Shu's words. The reason why he chose the God of Joy as his target was mainly because the despair in his heart was too heavy, and he wanted to use the joy of the God of Joy to dispel his pain and seal.

"Pay attention, someone is coming." Fu Shu looked towards the street. "It's already midnight, Zhemeng Town has become very dangerous, I really don't recommend you running around."

On the stone-paved road, a fat man wearing a black ring was twisting his body and crawling laboriously in the darkness.

His limbs were as thin as a stick, but his belly was abnormally large. Cold sweat and tears mixed together on his face, and his facial features were distorted by fear.

"I finally got the 'foreign object' to hold my dirty stuff. I can't die here. I absolutely can't!"

He crawled forward with all his might, and soon his stomach was worn out, with pieces of broken clay sculptures and straw rolling out.

"No, you can't leave!"

Waving his thin arms around, the tester stuffed clay fragments and straw into his stomach, but the more he stuffed, the bigger the wound became.

The smell of blood gradually drifted away, and the shadow behind the tester flowed like water waves. A yellowed human skin approached silently, and the mouth was torn in the middle.

The tester seemed to sense something. He turned his neck stiffly and saw human skin behind him.

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here! I didn't steal your internal organs! It wasn't me!"

(End of this chapter)