Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 705 Garden
There are three special types of people in the slums: rat people, dog people and pig people. Most of them have miserable pasts, and their brains and souls are obviously different from those of humans. They have been made into "beasts" and "tools".

It sounds cruel, but people living in slums have become accustomed to it. Becoming rats, dogs, and pigs is their last resort.

The bloodstains in the alley were quickly cleaned up and the evidence was sent to the restricted area. Hei Ya and Gao Ming were not idle either. They found the storage box of the corpse ghost outside the restricted area.

Over the years, the corpse ghost has been busy killing desperate people and has not accumulated much wealth. In his storage box, there is only a black gun with the serial number worn off and a torn night watch manual.

"I'm curious, what will happen if the night guard violates the code?" Gao Ming put away the black gun, picked up the code and took a few looks at it.

"The reason why the Night Guard can gain power beyond that of ordinary people is because of the existence of the code." After Black Crow and Gao Ming teamed up to kill Old Dog, their relationship became closer, and Black Crow finally stopped hiding anything: "Old Dog has made it very clear. The original Night Guard came from outside the city. He was full of justice in his heart, and he was imprisoned here by some force. In order to fight against malice, he sacrificed himself to shake the rules of the city. The so-called Night Guard Code means that when a person meets all the rules that the Night Guard needs to abide by, he can obtain the power given by the first generation of Night Guard. The more you meet the requirements of the Night Guard, the stronger the ability you gain. On the contrary, if you violate the code, you will be deprived of your power. This is a beautiful expectation of the first generation of Night Guard, who wanted to change the city in this way. But unfortunately, he failed completely."

"The original Night Watch came from outside the city... like us?"

"Yes, so only travelers from other cities can become night guards." After Black Crow finished explaining, he put away the Night Guard Code: "Are you interested in being a night guard? I think you are quite suitable."

"No need." Gao Ming has his own way to go. He cannot destroy the malice by simply changing the rules. He can only overturn everything and start over again.

"The information about Lao Gou's death should be made public tomorrow. However, the General Administration now has evidence that Hei Ao killed Yuan Qing's daughter, and is planning to provoke a fight between the two gangs. They probably won't pay much attention to the restricted area. After all, exploring the restricted area requires a huge price, which is completely disproportionate to the reward." Hei Ya asked the disfigured woman and the dog man in the slums to clean up the mess. He took Gao Ming and left from another road: "Before others smell the meat, let's go to Lao Gou's house and take away the most valuable things."

As he spoke of the latter part, a smile appeared on Hei Ya's cold face for the first time in a long time. The old dog had a dagger hidden in his smile, and had been pressing him step by step. Now he was finally eliminated.

Entering the third block, Anfu Avenue, where the rich live, there is almost no garbage or mosquitoes on the road. It is completely different from the slums.

Using the key found in the fragments of the old dog's corpse, Hei Ya and Gao Ming opened the door of Anfu No. 17. This single-family villa with a huge garden is very conspicuous in the third block, but outsiders don't know who its owner is. Some speculate that it belongs to a congressman, while others say that this is where the top executives of Wansheng keep their harem.

"A night guard can actually buy such a big house on Fu'an Avenue. Where did that old dog get the money?"

"I can't understand it either. He stays at the sentry post every day in ragged clothes and only leaves at night."

Entering the yard, the rich fragrance of flowers hit my nose. It seems that the old dog is very good at growing flowers.

"There are so many flowers blooming so beautifully." Gao Ming grabbed the shovel from the corner, walked into the garden, and shoveled the soft soil.

The rhizomes were torn off, the red mud scattered, and the fragrance of the flowers became more intense.

"Blood, flesh, human bones, and the flowers and plants seem to be breathing." Black Crow tilted his head and stared at the withered petals, picked up a petal and put it under his nose: "The smell is a bit like the new medicine of Zhuchuan Society. If you take a deep breath, you will feel dizzy. Is the old dog secretly growing this thing?"

Throwing away the petals, Black Crow found a dark room in the bedroom on the second floor. Inside was a set of simple medicine-making tools, which recorded the production process of old medicines that had been eliminated by Takekawa Society.

In the past, the production of medicine by Zhuchuan Society was actually very simple, but the difficulty lay in obtaining the raw materials. They needed to use living people to feed a flower called life. The kinder and simpler the "fertilizer", the brighter the life flower would bloom, and the better the effect of the medicine would be.

"The medicine that can suppress malice is made by feeding living people? Every bite is like tearing the flesh of one's own kind!"

Black Crow picked up several small bottles in the dark room, which contained bright red flocculent mucus. His body instinctively reacted and he was extremely eager to pour it all into his mouth.

After putting away the medicine bottle, Hei Ya pried open the drawer, which was full of evidence of Takekawa Society's crimes.

"Old Dog is working with Takekawa Society privately, and Minghua is one of their bargaining chips."

The more Black Crow looked, the more frightened he became. Although the Takekawa Society was only a new gang in the Third Block, it had already extended its tentacles to multiple blocks with the help of new drugs. There were many core members of other gangs like Lao Gou who were willing to cooperate with the Takekawa Society.

"No wonder Wansheng is so tolerant, it turns out they have no choice but to endure it."

Unlike most gangs in the city, the Zhuchuan Society is very sinister. They never take the initiative to seize territory and rarely cause trouble. They always talk about the benevolence of doctors, but always take action after nightfall. A large number of patients in the third district are in their hands, and the Zhuchuan Society can turn them into puppets and monsters at any time.

"No wonder Wansheng didn't have much contact with Zhuchuan in my memory, and gave up most of the territory. During those days, the disease in the third block was so serious that the night guards were unwilling to enter casually."

After taking away the most valuable things in the dark room, Black Crow prepared to leave quickly. He returned to the garden but did not see Gao Ming.

"Li Sansi?"

"I'm underground."

The fragrance of flowers filled the air. Black Crow looked in the direction of the sound. The center of the garden had been dug up, revealing stumps of limbs. The corpses were covered with plant roots, and the dense roots were embedded in their flesh, wrapping their hearts.

After uncovering the faces one by one, Black Crow saw Gao Ming squatting at the bottom of the pit: "What are you doing?"

"I found something very interesting." Gao Ming raised his scratched hands, holding a germinating seed in his palms.

Nourished by Gao Ming's blood, the seed blossomed into a completely different flower. It was ugly and dirty, blood red all over, with human faces engraved on the petals, and the veins of the leaves throbbing like blood vessels.

"My blood can make this flower grow faster and better." Tearing off the petals and throwing them to Black Crow, Gao Ming looked expectant: "Try it and see if there is any meaty aroma."

With a frown, Black Crow began to chew the petals. With every bite, his heartbeat would speed up. The malice in his heart was gradually suppressed, and was replaced by another emotion - worship of death.

(End of this chapter)