Strange game designer

Ordinary Gao Ming did not disappoint all the expectations of Gao Ming and reached the end of the road.

The tunnel inlaid with countless Gao Ming corpses collapsed in the darkness. Ordinary Gao Ming had many more memories in his mind, and all kinds of different experiences were intertwined in his soul.

He was indeed the most ordinary one. He did not have the character and talent to become the protagonist, nor did he have any special abilities, but the will left by death again and again was all accumulated on him at this moment.

He had a stronger will than anyone in the vast sea, and gathered an absolute faith that was almost impossible to exist in the vast sea.

In Hande Private College, Yan Xizhi broke a certain boundary with the help of all the teachers and students in the college. The old principal devoted her whole life to the children. Her sincere love and care made the students voluntarily become human bricks to carry her into the shrine.

Gao Ming was another case. He was born alone, no one was willing to accompany him, and no one believed that he could do it. It was almost impossible for him to have a will that exceeded Yan Xizhi and gain a purer faith than the students.

Not to mention people, even fate did not think that Gao Ming could do it, so there was such an accident.

No matter what happened, no matter how many times he died, Gao Ming never wavered. He believed in himself, and what provided him with faith were the tragic deaths of his past selves. All the resentment and anxiety became strength, and he firmly believed that he could change his fate after all!

There is no need to think with reason, nor any logic to prove. I will move forward step by step. I believe it firmly and I will never waver. This is faith, Gao Ming's faith.

Madly absorbing one will after another, the eyes of ordinary Gao Ming gradually changed. He looked at the way he came. Those Gao Mings were killed on the platform by desperate memories. Those Gao Mings were essentially formed by the memories of death in his heart.

He used to be tortured by those painful memories. As long as he recalled the past, the process of tragic death would hurt him.

But behind this door, the bus leading to the past allowed different Gao Mings to complete the reconciliation, and the memory of death hidden in Gao Ming's heart no longer hurt him.

He who died became his most loyal believer now.

"I have to take them away with me."

Outside the tunnel, at the end of the past, there is a brand new gift box, but this gift box is not bright red, but wrapped with the cheapest wrapping paper on the street.

"Another gift? Whose gift is this?"

Ordinary Gaoming can be sure that all the calls came from this gift box. He carefully untied the ribbon on the gift box and frowned the moment he opened it.

In the cheap and ordinary gift box, there is a baby mummy with closed eyes. Its dry arms hold a heart that Gaoming feels familiar.

Every time the heart beats, the body of the baby mummy will recover a little, and part of its skin has gradually returned to normal.

"Is the mummy recovering through that heart?"

Dense blood vessels grow around the blood-red heart, and the blood vessels are rooted in the world behind the door, and are fed by the memory of the whole world.

Ordinary Gaoming can feel that something is calling him in his heart, which means that the heart may have swallowed something very important to him.

"I can't care so much!" Ordinary Gao Ming grabbed the heart. When he touched the heart, the baby specimen's eyes suddenly opened and a piercing scream came from his mouth.

A sharp pain came from his mind, and all the memories related to the past turned into ropes to strangle Gao Ming's neck.

If it was before, Ordinary Gao Ming would probably be defeated instantly, but after obtaining the will of other Gao Ming, he has become different.

With five fingers grasping the atrium, Ordinary Gao Ming forcibly took the heart from the baby specimen.

The blood-red heart and his body were slowly merging, and the bloody city ghost pattern began to emerge on the skin of Ordinary Gao Ming. On a platform in the distance, the flesh and blood Gao Ming even let out a roar, and the dense blessing prayers on his body were torn off with the skin, and a faint meat fragrance was wafting.

After the baby mummy lost its heart, cracks appeared on its body, and the screams in its mouth kept changing, as if it was conveying some information to the outside, but unfortunately, nothing came to save it until it was completely shattered.

The dry skin broke at the touch, and the baby kept the last resentful look, turning into ashes. Only a pile of clay sculpture debris and an old greeting card were left in the cheap gift box.

"Is the baby's mummy the god of the past?"

The world behind the door, which was generated according to the memory of the entrant, began to collapse on a large scale, and the ordinary Gao Ming took out the greeting card.

"Happy birthday?"

The words on the greeting card looked like they were written by Gao Ming's mother. He looked at the empty gift box and felt a little strange: "Is this a gift for me? Replaced by the god of the past? It stole what originally belonged to me and put its own body in?"

In this abnormal incident, everyone will receive a gift, but Gao Ming now has two different gifts, which seem to have different meanings.

He subconsciously closed the greeting card with both hands, and the memory world behind the door completely dissipated, and a wonderful power poured into Gao Ming's left eye.

Not sure if it was because he had died too many times and kept going back to the past, or because the ordinary high-level life destroyed the body of the "God of the Past", he found that he seemed to have inherited some of the abilities of the "God of the Past". His left eye seemed to be able to see other people's past memories and even make minor changes.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door panel breaking rang in his ears, and the ordinary high-life felt a sharp pain. When he opened his eyes again, he fell from the side of the wall and fell heavily to the ground.

The door named "Past" on the wall was completely blown open, the wall was bleeding, and the thick cracks spread directly to the side of another door.

"You succeeded?!" The team leader opened his eyes wide, with an incredible expression on his face. He thought that ordinary high-life was very ordinary before, but the kind high-life made him look forward to it.

"Yeah." The ordinary high-life nodded, got up, and immediately went to find the kind high-life.

His anxious eyes happened to meet the kind high-life not far away. The kind high-life, who had just woken up from a coma, couldn't help but make a gesture to the ordinary high-life.

Both of them remembered what happened inside the door. The ordinary high-life could not reach the end alone. Behind every desperate choice, there was a high-life who walked onto the platform.

Maybe it was because they had gained the heart, after coming out of the door of the "past", all the high-lifes could now hear each other's heartbeats, and a common flame burned in their chests.

"Tell me quickly, what is the end of the past!" The team leader was more excited than anyone else. He had been in there himself and felt that it was impossible for a living person to reach the end.

"Where is my uncle? Have you seen him?" The young man who had lent the high-life gift box before also ran over and grabbed the ordinary high-life's shoulder.