Strange game designer

"I hope you find what you're looking for."

The middle-aged woman turned around and closed the door. When the red security door was closed, the stuffed doll climbed to the side of the chair and wolfed down the cold noodles.

There seems to be a person hidden inside the plush doll?

"Gao Ming, don't look back." Xuan Wen reminded in a low voice, and she didn't stop until she was ten meters away.

"Is someone watching us?" Gao Ming was very glad that he called Xuan Wen over. The atmosphere in this apartment building was too weird.

"The ghost talk game that happened here has probably spread and entered a stage of rapid growth." Xuan Wen lost the smile on her face: "That middle-aged woman lives with ghosts! The ghosts in this building can be like me , get rid of the shackles of the shadow world and move around casually during the day.”

"Are ghosts hiding inside dolls?" Gao Ming became more and more frightened as he thought about it: "Wearing doll skins to hide from the light."

"I'm not sure about this, I can just feel some aura." Xuan Wen looked at Wan Qiu: "He seems to be the first to notice the problem."

"Wan Qiu, what did you see?"

"There is a pair of eyes inside the rag doll; there are three children on the bed, one of whom is tied up; there are incense ash and rice grains on the ground, and there are talismans on the back of the door; the hair blocking the drain is yellow, and the children and the mother have black hair... Wan Qiu clapped his fingers and said with some difficulty: "The plastic bag in the cabinet contains the stranger's ID card; there is blood on the edge of the rice cooker, and what is cooked in it is not rice."

Standing behind Gao Ming, Wan Qiu raised his hand again and pointed to the corridor leading to Building A: "It's dangerous over there!"

Stuttering, Wan Qiu said all the things that scared him.

"It's daytime now, and the shadows haven't covered everything. The building is still so scary, which means that the ghost stories have broken away from the shackles of the shadow world and have become a reality." Xuan Wen had a suggestion: "Why don't we leave first? Find some unformed ones. Weird stories?"

"Someone in the East District is feeding Kaitan. If he creates a Kaitan that is completely out of control at this stage, we will lose all initiative." Gao Ming is a game designer, and he knows very well how terrifying Kaitan can be when it gets out of control.

"It's already difficult to trigger Kaitan in advance, and you have to spend unimaginable costs to feed Kaitan. This person really has something wrong with his brain." The enemy is not only Kaitan, but also the person who feeds Kaitan. He can mobilize resources to feed Kaitan with living people. At least in the East District, he must have a very capable hand and eye, and maybe he is a high-ranking person in your investigation bureau."

"I've thought of this too."

"The abnormal event first appeared in Xinhu. The Investigation Bureau has already mastered enough information. They must know that after the abnormal event spreads, various anomalies will appear during the day, but do you guys look at the security around here? The abnormal event broke out in There are even living people living in Building A and the building B next to it." Xuan Wen's thinking was very clear: "Do you think this is to prevent panic, or do you want to attract more living people to fall into strange stories?"

Normally, when the ghost stories develop to this extent, the entire Surabaya Street should be cleared, but now only the apartment building A is blocked, and the investigation department in charge of this area cannot see personnel patrolling. The whole thing is weird. .

"Then what do you think is the best way now?" Gao Ming wanted to hear Xuan Wen's opinion.

"If I were an investigator of the Bureau of Investigation, I would first find out who is raising Kaitan, kill him in reality, cut off the supply of Kaitan first, and then dispatch the most elite investigators into the abnormal event, and wait for confirmation After the specific content of the incident, concentrate all efforts to control it." Xuan Wen changed her voice: "If I were in your position, the best way is to release secret information through various channels, and say that those who have become In real games, there will be BOSS hidden levels, where you can get amazing rewards. This time, the hidden level is in the apartment in Building A, Surabaya Street."

"It's a good way to let players who have cleared my game to guide them, but this weird talk got out of control too early. Even the hidden 'God of Death' in Night Light Studio probably won't take the risk." Xuan Wen's suggestion opened Gao's mind. However, this method is easy to say but too difficult to do.

"The last way is to take action ourselves." Xuan Wen's voice lowered: "I don't know how many people have been eaten by this ghost story game. There is definitely good 'stuff' in it. If we can devour it all, then we will have the power to control the ghost story!"

"What are the odds of winning?"

"Thirty percent." Xuan Wen held out three fingers: "There is almost no chance of winning. Our probability of escaping alive is 30%. But as long as we can leave alive and have a comprehensive understanding of the ghost stories, we will have a chance of winning next time we enter."

"You are quite rigorous." His sleeves dropped, Gao Ming clenched his left hand and walked towards the corridor between Building A and Building B.

The corridors on the other floors are sealed with cement. Only the fifth and ninth floors are blocked by fences, with seals and some strange talismans posted on them.

Looking inside along the gap in the fence, Building A is obviously darker.

"Stay away from the fence." Xuan Wen stood next to Gao Ming, and Wan Qiu didn't dare to get close.

"It has only been a few days since the Ghost Festival, but there are already signs that ghost stories are getting out of control. We previously underestimated the greed and madness of people." The spread of ghost stories is increasing exponentially. Gao Ming reached out and grabbed the fence. The shadow in the corner of the corridor seemed to be attracted, and the sound of footsteps appeared in Gao Ming's ears.

"Is there anyone running?"

The sound became clearer and clearer, and it was getting closer and closer to the corner of the corridor. All three of them, Gao Ming, looked towards the depths of the corridor.

The debris was knocked down, and an investigator covered in blood was running frantically for his life!

Strange words were carved on his well-proportioned body. Although he was seriously injured, his movements were not affected in any way. The skin was broken and the bones were connected.

"White Owl!"

Gao Ming's pupils jumped and he kicked the fence fiercely: "Get ready to go in!"

Bai Xiao, who was running for his life in the corridor, seemed to have lost his mind. He could not see Gao Ming at all. He only slowed down slightly when he heard someone calling his name.

After tearing down the fence, Gao Ming and Xuan Wen chased after the footsteps, but after they ran into Building A, the footsteps completely disappeared.

"Did you see that investigator just now?" Gao Ming asked in a low voice.

"Well, he should be trapped in an abnormal event." Xuan Wen nodded: "This person is quite perseverant and can persist in an abnormal event for such a long time. If it were an ordinary abnormal event, he would have stayed up until dawn. , escaped, but unfortunately he encountered a strange story that was about to get out of control."

"This, this way!" Wan Qiu suddenly shouted from behind, waving his hands.

Before he could finish what he said, the door next to him suddenly opened, and a scarred arm directly pulled him into the house.

Suppressed screams sounded from behind the door, and Gao Ming and Xuan Wen hurried over.

Blood was seeping from the crack in the door. They broke the lock, pushed the door open and looked inside.

Wan Qiu sat alone next to a large round table. There were eight sets of bowls and chopsticks placed on the round table. Each bowl contained cold rice, with wooden chopsticks inserted straight into the rice.

"Wan Qiu! Come out quickly!" Xuan Wen motioned for Wan Qiu to come out, but Wan Qiu remained motionless.

After a few seconds, Wan Qiu slowly raised his head, his beautiful eyes became a little cloudy, and his tight lips slowly raised.

He smiled at Gao Ming and Xuan Wen, suddenly grabbed the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and crazily stuffed the rice into his mouth.

The rice was still white at first, but as she ate it, it turned red, and Wan Qiu's mouth seemed to be bleeding.