Strange game designer

There is no Hanhai in the map on the wall, but Xuan Wen is living in Hanhai now, feeling everything about this city. Her friends, life, and all her emotions really exist in this city.

Whether it is the memories instilled in her by the shadow world or the experiences she has had, they are all related to the vast sea. They are all so real, but now someone is trying to tell her that everything she has experienced and had is false. !

"Why is there no vast sea on this map?"

With her slender fingers bloodless, Xuan Wen gently touched the place where the vast sea should have been. Lishan Hospital was full of patients. This map might have been carefully drawn by a madman.

"Which side is reality? Which side is illusion?"

"Are we all living in a nightmare from which we can't wake up?"

"If Hanhai is really a city that does not exist, then why do we appear in this city?"

Lu Zang said that everyone in this city is controlled by fate and lives, grows old, sick and dies according to the script written by fate, but there are also a few people who have become loopholes in fate.

Lishan Hospital seems to exist just to find these people. Every patient in the hospital may be a loophole in fate. Their physical and mental abnormalities are just proof that they are out of the control of fate.

"We must find a way to take this map out." Xuan Wen did not find the owner of the ward. The other party really seemed to have calculated something and disappeared into the nightmare out of thin air.

Gently peeling off the map, Xuan Wen saw extremely complex divine patterns on the back of the map. Every line was natural, as if it should be that way, and every arc had its own reason.

Perfect lines intertwined with each other to form a blood-red city. There are countless very exquisite buildings in this city. The doors and windows of each building are open, as if they can be entered at will.

"I feel like I've found the answer, but I can't even understand the answer. Is this city the end or the starting point? Why is it at the center of all calculation formulas?"

Putting the map into her bag, Xuan Wen found an inconspicuous crack on the wall behind the map.

She reached out and pulled it, the crack widened, and pills fell out from the cracks in the wall.

Various and numerous.

"The patient in ward 7003 hid all the medicine? He didn't take any medicine from the hospital and left here smoothly?"

Xuan Wen took out an empty pill bottle and put all the pills in it. Just as she was about to exit Ward 7003, she suddenly saw an obvious light flashing outside the window.

Subconsciously approaching the window, Xuan Wen saw the first floor of the front floor of Lishan Hospital opposite. She seemed to have a clear understanding of it. She looked between the lights and saw a blurry figure, who seemed to be wearing a mask made by her own hands.

"He's already in?"

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As if being watched by someone, Gao Ming, who was wearing a psychological insight mask, turned to look at the hospital window. The shadow spread like a huge curtain slowly closing, and there was only rich darkness outside.

Gao Ming took out his new mobile phone and stared at the time on it. Xuan Wen lost contact about forty minutes ago.

"Lishan Hospital is different from any abnormal event you have ever experienced. It hides the secrets of the city, the choices of the shadow world and all of Situ An's heritage. It is a place that is completely out of the control of fate. You will see that it is completely different from Hanhai. The same real rules, if you are not careful you will be trapped here forever." Xia Yang whispered in Gao Ming's ear.

"What do you want to say?"

"In such a dangerous place, why not let Situ An and I help you explore it? After all, this is his home." A wicked person needs to be punished by a wicked person. Since Xia Yang entered Gao Ming's heart, he can no longer leave his torture chamber at will: "If you feel that Situ An is unreliable, you can just let me help you share the pressure."

The sound of rustling electricity came from the hospital speakers, and then someone coughed a few times. A strange voice interrupted Xia Yang's words: "Attention all ghost story players! There are security personnel from the Investigation Bureau conducting targeted hunting in the building. ! The copy information has been leaked! Escape! Don’t come back!”

When the broadcast was repeated for the third time, it turned into a heart-rending scream, and the Kaidan player who ran into the broadcast room to alert others had been hunted.

"It's quite lively tonight."

In the corner of the waiting hall on the first floor of the front building, a round ball was kicked out. The hair stuck to the wound, and a long trail of blood was left where it rolled.

Pure black boots slowly appeared in the darkness, and the blood beads on the toes slowly slid down. The warm blood reflected the cold uniform.

Standing next to the head, the numb face of the security guard and the frightened expression on the head showed a sharp contrast.

The blood ring vibrated, and the security personnel's eyes gradually became solemn. The blood ring would only give prompts when encountering specific strange players.

According to various pictures sent by the Eastern District Investigation Bureau, the security personnel have determined the identity of the strange player in front of them - Qian Junran, a member of Class 13 who is a special arrest target and instigates group confrontation!

The fingers moved slightly, and the tattoos surrounding the finger bones turned into black hair and penetrated into the body. The security officer unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of the uniform and took out a knife with various long hairs wrapped around it.

The hair on the blade naturally entangled in the security guard's hand, as if he was holding a woman's head.

When he raised his arm and pointed the tip of the knife at Gao Ming, the ghost pattern on the security guard's body was completely activated, and a long-haired woman emerged from his collar like a snake, wrapping around his body and around his neck.

"They branded ghosts on their bodies? This coincides with my idea of ​​painting red clothes on my body." Xia Yang touched his chin: "The human body is the canvas and paint, and the ghosts are my works."

There was no time to listen to Xia Yang's speech. Gao Ming and Xuan Wen had a special way of contacting each other, but now all contacts were interrupted and they could no longer sense each other's positions.

"It's just dark, and strange things are slowly appearing. Her loss of contact may be due to special circumstances, or it may be man-made."

Xuan Wen appeared many times in Gao Ming's death memory, and each time she died before Gao Ming. She saved Gao Ming more than once.

"Although she doesn't remember anything, I haven't forgotten it even once."

Walking in the dark corridor, Gao Ming sprinted forward. With his bare hands, only his wildly beating heart was like a burning fire!

Black hair was wrapped around his arm, and the security guard was filled with chills. He aimed at Gao Ming's heart, but before he could swing the knife, a huge blood shadow enveloped him.

The huge hand of flesh and blood grabbed his face and slammed it down!

Another arm of flesh and blood locked the long-haired female ghost's neck, and the angry ghost's roar resounded throughout the waiting hall. The arms tore the long-haired female ghost and the security personnel apart!