Strange game designer

"Why is Manager Gou so crazy?"

Gao Ming was a little confused. Manager Gou had been calling him since 5:41 pm, but his attention was all on Xuan Wen at this time.

"The number of people who have downloaded and tried it now has exceeded a thousand. Do you feel anything unusual?" Gao Ming didn't have a work station himself, so he moved a cardboard box and sat next to Xuan Wen, staring at her nervously.

"There is a vague noise in my head." Xuan Wen looked down at her hands. She had maintained this posture for a long time.

"Sounds?" Gao Ming carefully wrote down Xuanwen's various "symptoms" at this time: "Can you hear what they are saying?"

"I can't hear you clearly, but those voices contain various emotions, which can make my consciousness more independent and complete." There will always be black shadows that only I can see. They try their best to drag me back to the original world, as if they want to correct my destiny. These voices from the players are like threads, connecting me to the real world. It’s tighter and makes me less susceptible to black shadows.”

"The information provided by the Investigation Bureau states that ghosts in ghost stories can grow step by step by eating away at negative emotions and uneasiness until they completely lose control." Gao Ming looked at Xuan Wen: "Do you feel out of control now?"

"I will definitely feel irritated by so many sounds, just like a schizophrenic patient having auditory hallucinations for the first time, but I should be able to adapt." Xuan Wen raised her head, her left eye was filled with bloodshot eyes, and even more The scary thing was that the bloodshot eyes seemed to be crawling out of her eyes and spreading towards the left side of her face.

"Sister, your face doesn't seem to be as simple as being irritable!" Gao Ming picked up the sleep mask in the drawer and handed it over.

"If you call me eldest sister again, I will really lose control." Xuan Wen took out the mirror from her bag. After reading it, she put on the eye mask, dragged Gao Ming and walked out of the office.

"Why don't you go home and hide?"

"No need." Xuan Wen walked out of the office and stopped at the door of the utility room: "If the ghost story is allowed to dominate a thousand living people in reality, then disaster will definitely break out. As the core of the ghost story incident, I will definitely lose my mind. Those thousand living people will also fall into terror and despair, and this situation is just right now."

Xuan Wen's voice was very low, and every word seemed to ooze out from between her teeth: "The game based on us is like my shrine, and the wedding photo in the game is like my statue. , this way I can also get a small amount of emotion and uneasiness, and the player will not be in a real desperate situation."

"That's right." Gao Ming nodded.

"I can feel that I am getting rid of the influence of the shadow world on me at a slow speed." Xuan Wen opened the door of the utility room: "We will make the complete version of the game tonight, even if it is a loan. Let more people play it!”

"It feels weird coming from your mouth..." Gao Ming's impression of a psychological crime serial murderer who killed eight female protagonists in three days. The city is extremely deep and dangerous; in fact, psychological crime A serial murderer who takes a taxi to work after five o'clock in the morning and would rather take out a loan than let the company's hard work go to waste.

"You work first, and after I have a rest, I will go and help." Xuan Wen closed the door of the utility room, leaving Gao Ming standing alone at the door.

"Xuan Wen is very smart, but the authority is a fan. Since it is confirmed that ordinary games can also collect emotions for ghost stories, then I can definitely use ghost stories to make money, and then spend money to serve the monsters I have." Gao Ming opened the backpack he carried with him. , his eyes narrowed slightly: "I should collect more black and white photos like Zhao Xi's."

The end of the world is coming, why should we abide by the previous rules?

Back in the office, Gao Ming directly started searching Hanhai's famous haunted house, but at this moment Wei Dayou mysteriously came over with Fa Cai in his arms: "Is there something wrong with you two?"

His eyebrows were raised, with an expression that I had already seen through.

Gao Ming's expression at this time was as if he had made a fortune, his face was full of helplessness and speechlessness: "Something happened, but it's not what you thought."

"I knew it!"

"You know what the hell!" Gao Ming continued to browse the haunted house. The two of them were not on the same channel at all.

"I see you came out alone. Did you two quarrel?" Wei Dayou patted Gao Ming's shoulder: "Brother, I ordered two cups of milk tea for you. I'll admit my mistake later. Don't leave the little girl alone. It was uncomfortable, and I saw her covering her eyes as if she was crying."

"Whatever you say is what it is." Gao Ming drove Wei Dayou away, compared the haunted houses in Hanhai with the games he had made, and planned the future route.

About half an hour later, the milk tea Wei Dayou ordered was delivered. Gao Ming reluctantly walked out of the office, and when he looked up, he saw an acquaintance.

"Silence?"

The delivery boy who had delivered braised chicken and rice to Gao Ming was standing at the door with milk tea. When he saw Gao Ming, he instinctively took a step back.

"I can meet you even if I change the city to take orders?"

"Maybe this is fate." Gao Ming took two cups of milk tea and did not go back to the office. Instead, he walked to the utility room in the corner alone.

Su Mo wanted to leave, but he vaguely heard the painful and suppressed voice of a woman coming from the utility room.

The sense of justice in his heart prevented the college student from leaving immediately. He hesitated for a while and quietly approached the utility room.

Gao Ming closed the door of the utility room. He found that Xuan Wen's condition seemed to have become more serious. The left side of her face was a little distorted, and there were many bloody marks on her fingers: "Are you okay?"

"There are more and more voices!" Xuan Wen's eyes were scary and her voice was broken: "I don't know what I will do."

"How about you go home first?"

"No, I might tear myself apart on the road." Xuan Wen's voice changed, with a strange, unfamiliar feeling, cold and terrifying.

"Then it's okay for you to lose control in the company. They are playing your game." Gao Ming raised the milk tea in his hand: "They bought you milk tea, you can't just turn around and kill them!"

"Go find some rope and tie my hands and feet up." Xuan Wen's expression was a little painful.

"Are you sure? Will this make you feel more uncomfortable?"

"Won't."

"Where is it tied?"

"Desk? Bookcase? Radiator? Everything is fine!" Xuan Wen struggled to turn on her mobile phone: "We recorded the entire mutation process. I need to know my situation. We can watch it together, or when we go to work tomorrow Study slowly."

"Okay." Gao Ming was in a state of extreme vigilance. He turned around and vaguely heard footsteps outside the door.

Gao Ming made a silent gesture and quietly grabbed the door handle.

…

Su Mo always felt that Gao Ming didn't look like a good person, so he tiptoed to the door of the utility room and listened carefully.

"You go find the rope and tie my hands and feet..."

Just one sentence changed the expression of Su Mo, a college student who was full of expectations for the workplace: "Binding??"

He held his breath, and a new voice came from the utility room - "Where are you tied?"

"Table? Bookcase? Radiator? Everything is fine!"

Just listening to the silence makes me blush. Is this a topic that people in the workplace should discuss?

"We recorded the whole process. I need to know my situation. We can watch it together, or we can study it slowly when we go to work tomorrow."

"Do you want to record the process? Do you want to watch it together tomorrow?!" Su Mo took a breath of cold air. They were even planning to study it slowly during work! What a psychological impact these words had on a pure-hearted college student!

His ears felt a little hot, and Su Mo took a step back. The door opened at this moment, and he and Gao Ming in the room looked at each other again.

"What did you hear?"

Being stared at by Gao Ming, Su Mo's hair stood on end. Not only had the man in front of him been possessed by evil spirits, he was also a pervert with special hobbies. It was so terrifying!

…

Hanhai East District, Queen's 16th Street, 3rd floor, Fu'an Private Hospital.

Wiping off the blood on his fingertips, a tall middle-aged man stood up slowly. He stepped over the body and sat on the main seat.

"President Situ, the document is here." The young doctor wearing glasses seemed to be accustomed to all this: "Congratulations on becoming the acting director of the Eastern Branch of the Hanhai Investigation Bureau."

"Is it just an agent?" The middle-aged man looked at the doctor calmly, and no emotion could be heard from his voice.

"Basically no one can compete with you." The doctor hesitated a little, but still asked: "But I'm curious, why did you spend so much money to get a position that everyone avoids?"

"Doctor Lu, this seems to have nothing to do with you." The lights in the hall shone on the table in front of the middle-aged man, but he himself was buried in the shadows: "Have you brought the person I asked you to find?"

"There are seven in total, all of whom are investigators who have experienced Level 3 abnormal events. They will explain to you in detail how to survive in abnormal events." The doctor placed the information in front of the middle-aged man. Three of the seven investigators were physically present. Disabled, and one was disfigured.

"No need to explain. Let them enter the ghost building in the East District with me at midnight tonight. They live in the house where the family worships the Flesh Fairy."

"Isn't this... against the rules? They belong to other branches." The doctor was a little embarrassed.

"The rules were made, and soon you will have to abide by the new rules."

The middle-aged man stood up slowly and pushed the chair he had kept in the shadow under the light.