Strange game designer

There was something very terrifying sleeping beneath that polluted source of faith. When Gao Ming and the Flesh Immortal were competing for the remains of the Blood City, they had felt each other's aura at close range.

The animal-faced clay sculptures and the faceless clay sculptures are far different from them, and they are not on the same level at all.

"Each statue has its own ability, and this ability will continue to improve as the number of believers increases. No wonder the Investigation Bureau is anxious." Gao Ming looked at Afang. He didn't think the other person would lie, but he was weighing whether to do so. Come into direct conflict with those two clay sculptures.

Seeing Gao Ming's hesitation, the boy lay on the male doctor's shoulder. He didn't understand why his parents were afraid of Gao Ming, let alone why their parents were afraid of Gao Ming and were unwilling to leave Gao Ming.

The adult world is a bit complicated for A Fang. He put his hand into the pocket of the little dinosaur's pajamas and took out a black and white photo of his body.

"I'm giving this to you, can you let go of my parents?" Afang said with a hint of childishness, but his words "parents" resonated with Gao Ming, because Gao Ming also has many parents. .

Afang regards all the ghosts and monsters as his family, and calls everyone he sees “mom”; Gao Ming’s memory has been tampered with by fate, and he doesn’t know which of the many parents in the photos is the real one.

Walking to A Fang, Gao Ming took the photo of him. In the black and white photo, A Fang was lying asleep at the door of the haunted house.

The layout is very simple, but if you adjust the angle and look at it, you will see that there are blood-red doors hidden in the haunted house, and A Fang is surrounded by blood-red rooms.

Afang is indeed the darling of the shadow world. There are more black and white photos of him than Xia Yang and Situ An combined.

"This is the key to my house. With it, you can enter and play in the house I built with building blocks." Afang's words revealed another message to Gao Ming. Even though Afang is young, he is just like Situ An. They all have their own "home" and are the "parents" chosen by the shadow world.

"Your home?"

"I built a lot of houses with building blocks, and they are my homes." All the houses Afang built were haunted houses, and his home was probably more terrifying than Situ An's home.

Feeling Afang's kindness, Gao Ming also put his hand into his pocket. His move made all the evil spirits around him become alert, and the air seemed to freeze.

He took out a lollipop and placed it in Afang's hand: "There are many people in Hanhai who want to hurt you. If you encounter trouble that cannot be solved, you can come to me."

Most of the candidates for the title of Lord of the Blood City are careerists like Situ An and Jing Tuo Shen. Those who engage in body art like Xia Yang are considered to be relatively low-risk. It is very dangerous for Gao Ming to fight against them alone. If he can join forces with Afang, it can relieve a lot of pressure.

"Okay." Afang agreed immediately: "I'm waiting for your good news."

Gao Ming did not stop at the back building, but returned to Zhang Ding's supermarket with the big dog.

"Do you think that kid can be trusted? He is also one of the candidates, and he might be able to play tricks on you at a critical moment."

"Probably not. There must be a reason why Situ An raised that child." Gao Ming looked at the posthumous photo given to him by Afang. There seemed to be a terrifying evil ghost behind every bloody door in the photo.

"I always feel like he wants to tell me something?"

Another night has passed, and Minlong Street and Lishan have completely changed their appearance. They have become the base camp of ghost talk players. There are even abnormal people setting up stalls on the roadside to buy cursed objects. Of course, they have all handed over "protection" to Zhang Ding in advance. fee".

"The new order is slowly being established, and living people are really adaptable."

Gao Ming said hello to the supermarket staff, lifted the sign saying "No visitors allowed" and pushed open the warehouse door.

"Did you encounter trouble on the road? Why are you late?" Xuan Wen saw Gao Ming coming in, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Originally, I was looking for examples, but I accidentally met another seed candidate, so I wasted some time." Gao Ming glanced at the warehouse. Zhang Ding, Shen Po, Wei Dayou and others were all here.

"During this period, based on the information you provided, we released a large number of ghost missions on the Backwater Forum and found many potential players." Xuan Wen picked up an information form: "The city of Hanhai is really surprising. Those ordinary citizens grew up very quickly, as if they had experienced disasters before."

"Maybe they themselves are disasters, but they forgot their true identity in this dream." Gao Ming took the form and took a look.

The Dead Water Forum has only been established not long ago, and already many Guaitan players have reached level ten, which means that the other party has experienced at least ten abnormal events.

"Sure enough, people can maximize their potential only when they think about themselves."

Unlike the Investigation Bureau, the players in Guaitan do not have any rule restrictions, nor will they check the player's mental state or backpack. Anything the player obtains from abnormal events belongs to them, except when they trade information and cursed items. , the backwater forum will draw a certain fee.

"We have underestimated the power of ordinary people before. In a desperate situation, their will to survive is surprising." Wei Dayou put out the cigarette in his hand and handed the list he prepared to Gao Ming: "The ghost story players of Hanhai They spontaneously formed several relatively large groups. The Disaster Response Joint Mutual Aid Association in the East District has more than 500 people and is very united. They face the most dangerous situations and have the strongest comprehensive strength. "

Wei Dayou looked at the ashes on the ground: "The initiator of the mutual aid association is called Situ Cheng, who is suspected to be a relative of Situ An. It is said that he can control the big ghost."

"There are more than 500 people already? It's developing quite fast." Gao Ming just nodded.

"There is no way. The East District is full of abnormal people and ghosts. If they don't stick together, they will die miserably." Wei Dayou continued: "The old city area is a bit complicated. A gang leader became a ghost story player. They regarded the end of the world disaster as a good opportunity. Their power expanded wildly. The number of ghost story players they have is constantly increasing, and there are a large number of ordinary people working for them."

"Are you talking about the Catfish Gang?" Gao Ming thought of Yu Ruolong.

"What is that? The name sounds very tenacious." Wei Dayou shook his head: "They call themselves the Righteous Gang, also known as the Hanhai Zhongzhi Self-help Association, and the boss is Shen Tian."

Gao Ming has heard of the name Shen Tian. In a certain future, Xia Yang became the real behind-the-scenes ruler of the ghost story players after killing Shen Tian and Gao Ming.

Everyone handed the list in their hands to Gao Ming, and he also had an understanding of the current situation of the ghost story players.

In just a few days, the number of ghost story players has increased several times. When the old rules were broken, everyone was trying their best to save themselves.

Collecting the list and the information of the top players, Gao Ming prepared to obtain the will energy of these top players before the investigation bureau began the big screening, and help the flesh and blood ghosts become dream ghosts like Yan Xizhi.