Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 620 Making a Wish
Zhemeng Town was built on the remnants of a dream, and Zhang Mingli is a ghost "born" in a dream. There is a certain connection between him and the unspeakable thing. Strictly speaking, Zhang Mingli is the true heir of Zhemeng Town, and he knows everything here.

But just now, after Zhang Mingli got his love and obsession from the boulder, he opened his eyes and found that Zhemeng Town had become unfamiliar.

Zhang Mingli, who was supposed to be the protagonist, bringing about drastic changes and turning Zhemeng Town upside down, looked at the rapidly expanding blood city with puzzled eyes.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!" During the time of imprisonment, Zhang Mingli forgot a lot of things. He didn't remember the names of other saviors, and he forgot the most important person, but he remembered that he had seen a similar building in that forbidden game.

"Blood City?! It's the bloody city in the deep world! How could they expand into the nightmare? Someone opened the door to the deep world? Which damn genius did such a stupid thing!" A lot of thoughts instantly emerged in Zhang Mingli's mind.

"The Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals destroyed the passage, and people have no way of entering the deep world to inform the savior. This new door must be taken away!"

"However, Zhemeng Town was built using the shrine of dreams as its foundation. This door may also be the backup plan left by dreams for themselves. It is very likely that they will use this door to gain a new life." Zhang Mingli is not the kind of indecisive person. The unspeakable dream has left him with a deep psychological shadow.

Before his brain could figure out the answer, his body had already walked towards the blood-red buildings. Zhang Mingli stepped on the debris of the outer wall of Lingguan, and his eyes were attracted by a figure.

In the center of the bloody city, at the core of the Nine-story Spiritual Temple, lies a young man. His chest is cut open and countless evil spirits crawl out of it. With the help of the special power of the Spiritual Temple, his dreams turn from virtual to real and are madly devouring the Dream Town.

"Is he the tester who learned my dream interpretation method?!" Zhang Mingli was dumbfounded. The dream interpretation method itself was not so scary. "Does he have such a rich life experience?"

The three evil gods joined forces, and many "useful gods" worked together, but the ghosts and gods from all directions were unable to kill Gao Ming. The ghosts and monsters that emerged from his nightmares became more and more numerous and more and more outrageous.

"Is this how my dream interpretation method works?" At this point, Zhang Mingli was a little undecided. Gao Ming was tied to the Blood City, and interfering in the fate of these people would have serious consequences.

The white sedan was approaching, and the two taboo gods made a path for it. Arms stretched out from the sedan, holding different taboo objects, vowing to kill Gao Ming.

Seeing them approaching Gao Ming, Zhang Mingli sighed deeply: "You helped me regain my greed and conscience. It would be unreasonable not to help you."

"Giving gifts at Mr. Tang's birthday party and looking for someone at Madam Xi's wedding banquet, the two events just happen to correspond to two taboo gods, what a coincidence."

Stepping forward, Zhang Mingli joined the game. With reluctance on his face, he cut his body. The thick darkness swallowed up the light around him.

"Dream interpretation!"

A overwhelming hatred emerged from the darkness, and Zhang Mingli materialized the most horrifying hatred in his heart. This was only his most basic ability. If Zhang Mingli was forced into a desperate situation, he could even try to materialize unspeakable dreams, but this might also be what the dream had been waiting for to happen.

The two taboo gods were stopped, and Zhang Mingli looked at Gao Ming with a complicated expression: "I'll return the favor to you."

In the ocean of memories, Gao Ming's main consciousness ran wildly towards the only light in the city. He was already running very fast, but the two thugs holding sharp blades still caught up with him.

Gao Ming picked up a brick from the ground and was about to fight the other party, when a big black dog in the family compound behind him suddenly started barking. The black dog had shiny fur and wagged its tail when it saw him, but was indifferent to anyone else except him.

The man and the dog were about to fight the gangsters when a man suddenly rushed out from the building next to the family compound. He was wearing a long gown, holding a stick, swearing, and rushed towards the gangsters with a reluctant look on his face.

The man looked gentle and polite, but he was extremely ferocious in a fight and was not at all at a disadvantage even when fighting one against two.

Gao Ming was about to help when the big black dog beside him barked a few times at the light upstairs.

"Okay, let's go home first."

Entering the familiar community, Gao Ming saw a familiar electric bike. When he came here before, it seemed that a woman always rode the bike to take him back.

Running into the dark corridor, Gao Ming climbed up the stairs towards the floor where he remembered his home was.

The blood-colored building continued to erode the spiritual view, one layer, two layers, three layers... until the inside and outside of the spiritual view were completely occupied by blood. Its original appearance was no longer important. The power of belief allowed the blood-colored building to replace the spiritual view. It bloomed like a lotus, and the blood threads gathered like roots under Gao Ming's body.

As Gao Ming's memory merged with his own, the chains inside the torture house broke, the aroma of meat wafted through every bloody building, and a ghost with four faces and eight arms emerged from Gao Ming's body.

His huge body far surpassed every evil spirit present. This time he was no longer an illusion, but the real thing.

The chains wrapped around him were torn apart, and the blood under him and Gao Ming's body stuck together. His eight arms controlled the blood-colored buildings in all directions and crushed them inwards.

"Is this guy going to refine everyone?" The owner of Lingguan was the first to realize that something was wrong, but he couldn't escape at all. The first one the Blood and Flesh Immortal targeted was him.

The incomplete scrolls on the walls of the spiritual temple were covered with blood, and every pattern related to the statue was absorbed. The body of the owner of the spiritual temple continued to fade. The biggest drawback of the temple building method was that it could not be moved, even if it was already the will of the ninth-level spiritual temple.

It is difficult to destroy the Nine-Layer Spiritual Observatory, unless one is like a flesh and blood ghost god, who devours everything from the inside out without leaving any part untouched.

"I found the Heavenly Gate, this door belongs to me only!" The owner of the Lingguan soon couldn't make any sound, and the other ghosts and gods also realized that something was wrong. The power of belief belonging to the Ninth Floor Lingguan had been taken away by the flesh and blood ghosts and Gao Ming. They were using this power to refine everyone into the bloody city and drag them into Gao Ming's heart!
The three taboo gods wanted to escape, but Zhang Ding, who had been beaten before, began to stop them. Zhang Mingli was a little embarrassed, but still chose to help them to the end and entangled the remaining two taboo gods.

The siege of the Bloody City continued, and the bloody tattoos quickly spread to the bodies of various ghosts and gods, slowly and firmly dragging them towards Gao Ming's chest and towards the torture house!
Deep in his memory, Gao Ming finally arrived at the door of his home. He looked at the light seeping through the crack in the door and slowly pushed the door open with expectation.

There was no one at home. On the dining table was an unwrapped birthday cake, with eighteen red birthday candles emitting the scent of meat thrown next to it.

(End of this chapter)