Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 677 Wang Qi
Wang Jie always felt that his uncle was hypocritical. He tore off the Wang family's usual disguise and wanted to show Gao Ming his uncle's true face.

Walking towards the nearest room, Wang Jie raised his hand to open the door when a strong light from the distance suddenly shone on him.

"do not move!"

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Wang Jie. The person who spoke had a grim expression and was not wearing any protective measures. His upper body was naked, and his pale skin was covered with various tattoos. His eye sockets were sunken and his eyes were full of bloodshot, as if he had not slept for a long time.

"Hey, isn't this my second brother who is both good in character and academic performance? Your father has always been proud of you and has been showing off your excellence since you were a child. How come you have become like this now?" Wang Jie spoke in a sarcastic tone, and it can be heard that he has accumulated a lot of resentment from a long time ago.

"Get out, this is not the place for you." The young man spoke without giving Wang Jie any face. He was not afraid of Wang Jie at all. He looked decadent on the outside, but his hand holding the gun was steady.

"Wang Qi, if you were half as strong as your brother, you wouldn't be locked up in this factory right now." Wang Jie ignored the young man and turned to Gao Ming to introduce him, "My uncle has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is the director of the Beigang Investigation Bureau of the General Administration. He has completely inherited his uncle's hypocrisy and always acts like an heir at home. The youngest son is him. He was called a genius before, but in fact, it was all his mother's reputation. After the disaster, he was directly beaten back to his original form and is worse than an ordinary person."

"Wang Jie!" The young man raised the gun and pressed the trigger: "Do you think I dare not shoot?"

"You got irritated by just a few words, so stupid." Wang Jie smiled and puffed out his chest: "I heard that the reason why my uncle took the risk and cooperated with Guiyuan was because you, a good-for-nothing child, also made a wish to that ghost? I'm very curious, what wish did you make? Logically, you have no worries about food and clothing, and you don't lack anything. Could it be that your wish is that all of my uncle's children will die so that you can inherit my uncle's position?"

"Shut up!" Wang Qi's eyes were red, but he did not lose his mind. Instead, he looked at Gao Ming and the team leader next to him and said, "You two look familiar. I wonder what brings you to my factory?"

"He asked this because he wanted to kill you. If you two were ordinary people, you probably wouldn't be able to escape tonight." Wang Jie knew his brother very well. Every word he said was like a knife, piercing Wang Qi's lungs.

The tattoo on the pale skin began to wriggle. When Wang Qi's body was about to undergo alienation, a team of staff in gray clothes hurried over, led by a man in his sixties.

"The founder of the Dead Water Forum has arrived. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I've already told the kitchen to prepare food and drinks. Why don't we go to the living room and chat while we eat?" The man looked strong, but spoke softly. His facial features looked strange, as if he had undergone multiple surgeries on his face. When this man appeared, Wang Qi stopped being impulsive, and the strange tattoos on his body stopped changing.

Wang Jie secretly thought it was a pity and began to introduce them to Gao Ming: "The man in the lead is the factory manager, named Xiao Qu. He was my uncle's housekeeper before the disaster. He suffered a lot of injuries in order to save my uncle. He was disfigured and infertile. He is an old eunuch. This man is very vicious. He captured all the children in the factory. However, he is loyal to my uncle's family, so my uncle's children respect him very much."

After hearing Wang Jie's malicious introduction, the man not only did not feel bad, but also smiled and bowed politely.

This kind of person has experienced a lot, and words cannot shake his inner self at all. It is also difficult for others to guess what he really thinks.

"Forget about the meal. I've been asked by someone to come and meet Guiyuan." Gao Ming was becoming more and more curious about this newly appeared dream ghost.

"We will definitely cooperate with it, but whether it appears or not is not something we can control." The man seemed very obedient, and every word he said was cooperative, but in fact he was very perfunctory. In the team behind him, there were people carrying micro cameras, as if they were recording in real time. "Don't talk nonsense, we have been here for a long time." Wang Jie stood with Gao Ming and spoke more forcefully.

"This way, please." The factory manager took Gao Ming to the tallest building in the center of the factory. The building was pitch black, but there were constant singing and laughter, as if someone was holding a grand party in the dark: "Are you ready?"

The door opened, and a sweet fragrance filled the air. The ground was covered with candy wrappers and toys, and many children were interacting with invisible things as if they were sleepwalking.

The children's eyes turned almost completely white, and they mumbled strange wishes.

"We didn't force anyone to participate. These children volunteered." The factory manager lowered his head and was very humble: "After coming to the wishing house once, people can no longer refuse."

"Really?" Gao Ming didn't believe what the factory manager said at all.

"There are all kinds of cakes in the wishing house. Wait until midnight and observe the children. If the surrounding environment begins to change rapidly after someone makes a wish, it means the wish is approaching." The factory managers did not dare to call the dream ghost a strange wish. They had their own explanation.

The door was closed, but the factory manager and the team of workers did not leave. Instead, they began to arrange various instruments in the room and thoughtfully prepared a seat and refreshments for Gao Ming.

"It will only appear if you make a wish at midnight. Let's wait here first." The factory manager and other staff kept their heads down, not daring to look at the faces of the children in the wishing room.

"Does it have to be midnight?" Gao Ming felt that he had wasted too much time here. He walked to the center of the wishing house and looked at the sleepwalking children with a frown. "These children are the hope of the Vast Sea. You accepted the wishes of the remaining consciousness of the Vast Sea Blood City. Is this how you treat its hope?"

After hearing what Gao Ming said, Wang Qi felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to open his mouth to remind him, the factory manager grabbed his arm.

The equipment they brought in started working, and multiple cameras transmitted the scene inside the wishing house to the big screen on the other side of South City.

Uncle Wang Jie, who was working at the South City Investigation Branch, and many of his confidants gathered in the office, watching Gao Ming on the screen.

"Director, there's no need to worry too much, right? Most of the ghost story players are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. They can't even protect themselves against big ghosts, let alone dream ghosts."

"What I'm worried about is not that Meng Gui will get hurt, but that Gao Ming and that little bastard Wang Jie will find out that we are actually unable to establish effective communication with Evil Wish. That greedy Meng Gui is a super pollution source that cannot be captured, difficult to observe, and may get out of control at any time." Uncle Wang Jie put down the documents in his hand. He paid an unimaginable price, but still could not influence Guiyuan's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)