Strange game designer

"Are you still here?" The flesh-and-blood Gao Ming looked at the example: "I don't know what attracted you here. Maybe the Gao Ming you are looking for is still in the room. I'm not sure when they will come. come out."

While grandma was being lured away by the painter Gao Ming, everyone knocked on the door to notify people in other rooms, but still no door was opened.

"Each door represents a choice. Maybe the high-ranking person inside the door has his own concerns." Fan Xian no longer pressed, he took a deep breath, as if he had finally made a decision: "I will follow you, let's Go meet the other teammates first, and then find a way to escape.”

When Paradigm is close to a flesh-and-blood creature, his inner calling will become stronger, as if there is some kind of connection between him and the flesh-and-blood creature, which is something he did not have when he encountered "bad" flesh-and-blood creatures before.

"Grandma isn't here now, so there's no need to worry. It won't be too late for us to separate when we encounter danger." Liu Yi's eyes stayed on the flesh and blood Gaoming, and she felt that the other party was hiding something.

"Don't we need to find the right Gao Ming?" Gao Ming, who was dropped out of school, zipped up his school uniform: "Are you sure you want to leave?"

"Destiny is never static. If you make the right choices from now on, you may also become the right destiny." Liu Yi walked out of the room with the gift: "Let's go, find a way to leave this building first!"

"Judging from the memory fragments in my flesh and blood, the clay sculpture in Xiangshengyong Apartment has trapped me here. Being able to escape from the cage is already a very important step." Flesh Gaoming's eyes moved to Liu Yi's hand. : "By the way, can you let me see your gift box? I want to know what the so-called gift is?"

"No, a gift is a person's most difficult memory to erase, and it is also a person's deepest secret." Liu Yi refused without thinking.

"There is no change in my impression of you. You still speak coldly." Bad Gao Ming was a little curious: "Liu Yi, are you married?"

Seeing that the people around him were looking at him strangely, Gaoming paused and said, "I don't mean anything else. After all, you liked me before, so..."

"Let's go now." Liu Yi put on the student union armband again and closed her eyes: "Follow me!"

Several people held Liu Yi's shoulders, and the armband on her arm glowed with rich blood: "Let's go!"

Following a specific pattern, several people ran downstairs.

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The painter Gao Ming ran wildly through the Xiangshengyong apartment complex with clay sculptures. The clay sculptures in his hands seemed to be able to destroy some of the rules in the apartment building. The shadows dispersed and reunited, and many outsiders who were trapped in the ghost wall were accidentally rescued.

However, the painter Gao Ming's own situation was not good. Grandma was chasing her too closely. Her unyielding attitude and speed comparable to that of a cheetah did not look like a seventy-year-old old lady trying to trick her body.

The building was in a state of turmoil, and most of the outsiders who were lost in the apartment building also regained some sanity.

"If you chase him again, I'll smash it!" The painter Gao Ming had already run far away, but he still didn't see the exit of the apartment. The corridors in the building were connected to each other, like a reincarnation nightmare with no end.

The painter Gao Ming, who had lost many abilities, was breathing heavily. He couldn't run anymore and turned around with a sinister expression.

In the center of the corridor, grandma's body slowly stood upright, its face was extremely terrifying: "Give it back to me! Follow me home!"

The hysterical screams were not human-like at all. Grandma’s red clothes stuck to the corpse spots, and her mouth was wrinkled and full of cracks.

At the corner of the corridor, Wan Jie squatted on the ground. He covered his lower back and tried his best to control his breathing.

"Xiangshengyong Apartment and Changcheng Community have been completely transformed by the strange rules of clay sculptures. Everyone who enters them will be deprived of their memory and most of their abilities!" Wan Jie knew that there were two special "gods" buried in the deepest part of the Black Lake of Lishan Hospital. , they were the ones who released each other in the first place, but he did not expect that the abilities of those two "gods" would be so terrifying.

If he hadn't had a pair of special eyes, he might have gotten lost in Xiangshengyong Apartment and forgotten how he entered the place.

"I should wake up the team members first and try to find a way to retrieve the power contained in the ghost pattern, but the target person is right in front of me..." Wan Jie stared at Gao Ming from across the corridor, the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind him, he While Huang Que was still struggling, a scream came from the room not far from the painter's life.

Blood seeped out from under the door panel, and the door was pushed open by a force.

The tall Zhuo Jun was holding a fruit knife. A long cut was made on his left arm, and a black and white photo fragment was hidden inside.

"I remembered, Gao Ming! Gao Ming! The biggest threat to the Investigation Bureau is right next to me!"

Because of the painter Gao Ming's approach, the fragments of the black and white photo of Zhuo Jun's arm crawled like insects in his wound, hurting him deeply.

This is one of the back-up tools left by Lord Jingtuo for the Eastern District Security Department. During the search throughout the city, the General Administration found a photo related to Gao Ming's life. They processed the photo using a special method and then sewed it into the team members. In their flesh and blood, as long as Gao Ming appears beside them, the processed fragments of the remains will awaken them in the most painful way.

He was unable to use the abilities brought by the ghost pattern, but Zhuo Jun's physical fitness and fighting skills were top-notch. His mind was still a little unclear at this time, and his memory seemed to be torn apart by two different forces.

As the variables in the building continued to increase, the painter Gao Ming put his hand into his schoolbag and took a paintbrush to paint on the Tibetan clay sculpture.

He first tried to destroy the clay sculpture, but it was much stronger than he thought and could not be destroyed in the normal way.

Based on the principle that if I can't get it, others can't think of it either, this madman smeared Gao Ming, Blood and Flesh Fairy, various curses and all the bad things he could think of on the clay sculpture.

He is no longer satisfied with being Gao Ming. If there is a chance, he wants to swallow this clay sculpture and become the owner of two ghost story communities.

"Gao Ming!" Zhuo Jun walked out of the room with a knife, his arm bleeding. His whole face was distorted, and he was completely suppressing the pain with super willpower: "Kill you! Only by killing you can everything get back on track!"

With his eyes narrowed, the painter Gao Ming was also convinced. It seemed that Gao Ming's deadly enemies were everywhere in this building.

Pulling the distance, the painter Gao Ming directly hit Zhuo Jun who was about to block the way. He didn't dare to give Zhuo Jun more time to recover.

"You can't run away!"

Zhuo Jun looked fierce and stabbed Gao Ming's neck with a knife. He really wanted Gao Ming to die!

The painter Gao Ming was also quite ferocious, pinching the clay sculpture with his five fingers. He directly used the clay sculpture as a weapon and hit the blade.

His palms were numb. The painter Gao Ming was far less powerful than Zhuo Jun. After fighting once, he immediately started to run for his life.

There were more and more curses on the clay sculpture, and the grandmother's state became more and more crazy and impatient. She screamed and rushed over. Zhuo Jun, who was blocking in the middle, only noticed the opponent at this time.

Zhuo Jun didn't hesitate to follow Gao Ming and started running with his calf trembling.