Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 683 Voting
"I became a dream ghost outside the vast sea. The power I control is slightly different from yours, and the rules I obtained also came from outside the vast sea." Gao Ming was not just making up stories, but stating a fact: "There are many shrines and beliefs there. The emotions that ghosts need are deposited in the land. The nightmares after nightfall contain countless lost memories. These are the 'nutrients' needed to become a dream ghost."

The five people at the conference table exchanged thoughts, and the youngest boy couldn't help but speak up: "The reason why the black fog got out of control has been investigated. The Blood City that merged into the darkness is at war with the Central Blood City. The other Blood Cities have no intention of helping, but instead have begun to plot against the Xinhu Blood City, wanting to wipe it out. This is a rare opportunity for us!"

The boy's words made No. 2 in the prison room nervous. He was trapped in Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and had lost contact with Xinhu Blood City for too long. He had no idea what was happening there.

"Xinhu Blood City connects reality and illusion, and is the place closest to reality in the deep world. Unimaginable power and memories are deposited there, and even the lords of the Blood City are coveting it. If we can seize enough resources from it, we will have a chance to rebuild the vast sea!" The boy was persuading the other four people at the conference table. It was not an impulsive proposal, and every word he said made sense.

"If Xinhu is really that beautiful, how could it be our turn?" The old man was still a little hesitant: "If we intervene, it may cause disaster and accelerate its destruction."

"This opportunity is rare and will be gone in a flash! Once the other Blood City Lords have divided up Xinhu, we will be left with nothing!" The boy argued. They had different personalities, but they were all for the vast ocean. The God Jingtuo below the platform had long been accustomed to everything and hung his head.

Gao Ming watched everything silently. He had seen countless futures, but this was the first time he had gone deep into the Investigation Bureau and learned the bureau's secrets.

"There's no need for us to argue. Even if we disagree, he will still do it." The kind-looking middle-aged woman rubbed her hair and said, "The Vast Sea is no longer under our control. If we don't have the ability to destroy the other party, then we have to accept their ideas. Let's vote. Those who agree to use the passage to leave the Vast Sea and enter Xinhu to prepare for the rebuilding of the Blood City, raise your hands."

The youngest boy and the middle-aged man raised their hands, but the old man and the middle-aged woman did not move. They all looked at the young woman who was sitting in the corner and had not spoken a word. She seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed, and was not very interested in what was happening in the outside world.

"It's a tie at 2 to 2, wake her up." The old man was about to call the young woman, but Gao Ming took a step forward.

"My proposal concerns the entire Hanhai. Of course, all the ghosts in Hanhai must participate in the vote." The door of the execution house slowly opened, and several terrifying auras belonging to dream ghosts spread out. When Gao Ming raised his arm, the flesh and blood ghosts, Yan Xizhi, Guiyuan, the cursed objects in the major wards, and the ghost story players throughout Hanhai all felt it. The towering flesh and blood trees in the east district swallowed up the fear of the whole city. The student union members walking through the urban area looked to the north, and even the depths of the shadow world responded.

"I'm not here to discuss this with you." Gao Ming knew very well how to deal with the Investigation Bureau. "I trusted you once, but you set a trap for me. You almost succeeded that time. In order to avoid the same thing from happening again, I have prepared for the worst this time. I have waited until now to tell you simply because you are more reasonable than I thought."

There are very flexible criteria for judging whether a person is reasonable, and Gao Ming’s approach is also very simple, making it impossible for the Investigation Bureau to afford the cost of turning against him.

"Our votes together count as one, and he has three votes." The middle-aged woman shook her head and raised her arm. In her opinion, only Meng Gui was qualified to vote. The Investigation Bureau had completely lost control of Hanhai.

The old man sighed and looked worried: "Five dream ghosts are far from enough. It is difficult to kill one unspeakable together. You are taking too much risk."

"The vote is passed. What you need to think about now is to formulate the next plan as soon as possible and send those people to Xinhu to make the most of this hunt that the Lord of Blood City has been planning for a long time." The boy was the youngest and did not conceal his words. He did not know that his words deeply hurt No. 2.

The vast sea has become a cage, and Xinhu is now on the table. The Lords of the Blood City have raised their knives and forks, but the saviors have not returned. "When we arrive at the Blood City of Xinhu, I will do my best to help you find the shrine of the saviors and help you contact them." Gao Ming whispered to No. 2: "The vast sea was slaughtered by other Lords of the Blood City. There is a destined hostility between them and me. Now the only one you can rely on is the vast sea."

Seeing that No. 2 didn't reply, Gao Ming stopped nagging: "My promise will not change."

In fact, from Gao Ming's perspective, Xinhu and Hanhai share the same suffering. It is difficult for Hanhai to fight against other blood cities with its own strength. If it can hold on until the saviors come back, the situation may change.

"Hanhai was transformed by the saviors of Xinhu. Once Hanhai has the power to protect itself, it will naturally help Xinhu overcome difficulties. Perhaps this is cause and effect."

"Don't talk about cause and effect. After you enter the reality, just don't sacrifice the souls of the living, and I will be satisfied." No. 2 had no way to refuse. What remained in the high-life execution house was only a will.

"Gao Ming, can you tell us the specific location of the passage and how to open it? This will make it easier for us to select suitable investigators to participate." The old man wanted to get more information, but Gao Ming refused without even thinking about it.

"It's very difficult to become a dream ghost in the vast sea. There will be more opportunities in Xinhu Blood City, and you don't have to worry about being discovered by the supervisor. I suggest you find some ghosts that have been unable to take the last step. As for the selection of investigators, you are free to choose. I will give you 50 places in the first batch."

"Only fifty?"

"It's a lot. Every spot is very valuable. Once you're confirmed, come find me at the East District Investigation Bureau building."

The two sides confirmed many details, and Gao Ming's trip went more smoothly than expected. It was as if the Investigation Bureau had already made the decision in advance and was just performing it in front of him.

"Our cooperation will become even more in-depth, but before that, I would like to ask you for someone, Wan Jie, the former commander-in-chief of the security department of the Xinhu Investigation Bureau." If Gao Ming wants to deal with Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, Wan Jie will be a crucial link.

"Wanjie?" The boy who was very active stopped talking, and the middle-aged man and woman also looked at the old man.

"Is it difficult?"

"We have promised others to keep an eye on him before, but now cooperation with you is the most important thing, so we'll give it to you." The old man waved his hand, and Jingtuo God took the order and walked out with Gao Ming. The passage engraved with the patterns of life and death changed again, and the hundred-foot-high platform gradually blurred. One by one, the living people transmitted information to the outside world with expressionless faces. The Investigation Bureau was like a crazy war machine, running at full speed.

(End of this chapter)