Strange game designer

Wearing a women's casual shirt, Liu Yi walked out of the room with messy hair. She seemed to bring the warmth of the room and hugged Gao Ming.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? I thought something happened to you!" There was blame in her tone, but more of worry. Liu Yi was very angry, but after seeing Gao Ming, her anger disappeared.

"I found a new job today, and I will find a way to pay the mortgage." Gao Ming transferred the money that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical gave him to Liu Yi.

After receiving the transfer information, Liu Yi was stunned for a moment: "You only made two thousand in one day? Gao Ming, we must not do anything illegal! You are a hero who rescues students without fear of life and death. Don't ruin yourself for money!"

"Don't think about it." Gao Ming wanted to tell Liu Yi about the brain game, but considering the confidentiality contract of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and the dangers that might be encountered in the brain game, he decided to conceal it for the time being.

Putting down Liu Yi hanging on him, Gao Ming entered the house and saw Fa Cai playing with slippers by himself. It didn't care whether the family was poor or rich, and didn't need to think about anything.

After washing his hands, Gao Ming began to change his clothes. Liu Yi followed him to ask questions, and Fa Cai followed Liu Yi happily. The family of three was like a small train, turning around in the small house.

Gao Ming didn't know how to answer Liu Yi. Most of the time, he just smiled bitterly. What surprised him was that many of his bad emotions slowly disappeared after returning home.

After dinner, Gao Ming lay down on the bed, and sleepiness and fatigue surged from the depths of his mind.

Brain games consume a lot of willpower and need time to recover. Gao Ming fell asleep without changing into pajamas.

Liu Yi, who was watching a movie on her mobile phone, heard Fa Cai meowing. She turned around and found that the kitten was arched next to Gao Ming's head, as if finding a comfortable position for himself to rest.

"Asleep?" Looking at such a warm scene, Liu Yi turned off the movie with a faint smile on her face.

After Gao Ming came back, this family finally looked like a home, ordinary, but beautiful.

Putting down the phone, Liu Yi tiptoed to the bedside. She leaned down gently and looked at Gao Ming who was sleeping at a very close distance.

"Good night."

In his sleep, Gao Ming's will seemed to be sinking continuously. He could hear a voice calling him very clearly from deep underground.

He realized that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up. What was even more strange was that he was still holding the two flesh and blood seeds in his dream.

"Sleeping with a ghost?"

His nose twitched, Gao Ming smelled a faint meaty fragrance, and ran following the fragrance. Gradually, the earth turned into the ocean, and the ocean turned into the night sky. Gao Ming seemed to see a city built entirely of flesh and blood. In the center of this city, there grew a giant tree that connected the sky and the earth and ran through all nightmares.

No one knew what the giant tree was called, but with Gao Ming's arrival, the roots of the giant tree began to absorb blood stains, and the branches and leaves gradually turned red. Slowly, the giant tree changed from emerald green to flesh and blood. The whole tree was no longer a plant, but more like a flesh and blood monster!

The giant tree looked more and more deformed and terrifying. Each leaf turned into a painful and desperate human face. They all seemed to be people killed by Gao Ming. They were all roaring at Gao Ming.

"Fate has arranged everything! Because of your appearance, everyone died! For the so-called freedom, you destroyed the entire city. You are the murderer!"

Harsh voices came from all directions. The flesh and blood giant tree gradually withered and decayed. The roots that reached the sky fell to the ground, destroying all the familiar buildings.

"Gao Ming, Gao Ming!"

Rushing forward, Gao Ming saw a broken shrine in the hollowed-out roots of the flesh and blood giant tree. In it, a ferocious ghost with four faces and eight arms was enshrined.

When he approached, the ghost also opened his eyes. The four ghost faces finally all turned into Gao Ming's appearance. The heartbeats of the two were almost the same. In other words, the two seemed to use the same heart.

"The memory is hidden in the flesh and blood, remember it! Remember it quickly! You don't have much time!"

The voice of the ghosts and gods overwhelmed all the roars, and the four ghost faces kept approaching until they got into Gao Ming's body.

Suddenly waking up from a dream, Gao Ming was covered in cold sweat, and he was gasping for breath. Liu Yi, who was sleeping soundly, was also startled by Gao Ming.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Liu Yi asked softly, patting Gao Ming's back with his palm.

"It's not a nightmare, it seems that someone is telling me something through the dream." Gao Ming went into the bathroom and washed his face. He saw himself in the mirror and remembered the scene he saw when he took a bath that day.

In the hazy mist, the self in the mirror was covered with words and bloodstains.

"Is it that I can't distinguish reality, or is reality connected with nightmares?"

Back in bed, it was already the second half of the night, but Gao Ming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He took out the mobile phone he brought back from the hospital.

This phone, which had been with him before the accident, was an older model, but of good quality and could be used normally.

Gao Ming originally wanted to collect some information about brain games and nightmares. When he was scrolling through the webpage, he didn't know what he clicked, and he went directly to an entertainment platform, where someone seemed to be broadcasting seeing ghosts.

There were only a dozen viewers in the live broadcast room, but the anchor was extremely devoted, and his nervous and terrified expression was comparable to that of the new Shanghai actor Bai Xian.

His performance was very real, but as an anchor he didn't communicate with the audience, as if he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

The old viewers in the live broadcast room did not mock or write bad reviews. Instead, they patiently explained to the newcomers that the room where the anchor was was an abandoned hotel where a murder had occurred. He was trying the ten methods of seeing ghosts one by one.

The anchor was well prepared. The first four methods did not work until he tried the fifth one. The willow leaves that the anchor had pasted on his eyes fell off, and the rice bowl filled with white rice in the room suddenly broke. He turned his head to look at the open door and the dark corridor of the hotel.

His body was shaking, and sweat was visibly sliding down his cheeks. The anchor looked at the place outside the shooting screen. His expression changed from stiff to horrified, as if he really saw something.

Gao Ming also heard a very strange sound, as if a huge spider was crawling quickly in the dark.

"It's coming..." This was the first time the anchor spoke, and then he turned his head and stared at the screen: "If I don't live to see the dawn, the next person to enter the night will be born from among you."

As soon as the voice fell, the anchor seemed to be dragged by some force and disappeared from the screen in an instant.

The creepy footsteps sounded intensively, and the live broadcast suddenly interrupted. The strange thing was that even though Gao Ming had been kicked out of the live broadcast room, the footsteps were still echoing in his ears.

Subconsciously turning his head to look behind him, Gao Ming stared at the bedroom wall. On the other side of the wall was the neighbor's house, which had been vacant for more than ten years.

"Is this thing real? Or fake?"