Strange game designer

The three bottles of medicine represent three different dreams. The hint on the box makes Gao Ming feel that he can only use one of them.

Unlike other tourists, Gao Ming did not look at the white potion in the middle. He held the black potion, which symbolizes the dream of despair, in his left hand and the blood potion, which represents the truth, in his right hand.

"I had a long and terrifying dream after the car accident. That should be the most desperate experience for me. If I drink the black potion, can I dream about my lost memory again?" Gao Ming is very tempted by the black potion.

"But the red potion is also very important to me. Compared with pursuing past experiences and figuring out the cause and effect, getting the truth seems to have a higher priority."

When Gao Ming was struggling, Donggua behind him was also very busy. She bent down and crawled on the ground, frantically sending messages to the central control, and quickly called other people to help. She couldn't get Gao Ming away alone.

The central control was also very anxious. The tourists who were paralyzed by Gao Ming needed to be comforted. There were also problems in the unopened areas. The most important thing was that they found that someone seemed to have tampered with their haunted house. The dream potion that was supposed to be placed in the dean's office was replaced, and the potion in the hidden area was different from what they prepared. In their impression, there were only black potions and white potions in the Magic City Madhouse, and there was no option for red potions at all.

The central control asked Donggua to hold on first in the Bluetooth headset. Donggua turned her head and looked at Gao Ming who was hesitating. She was stunned. She witnessed Gao Ming opening the bottle of red potion and drinking it from the bottle!

"Wait!" Donggua reminded too late. The new actor in the haunted house reached forward but grabbed nothing. Gao Ming had participated in the brain test of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. He lay in the test cabin more skillfully than Donggua and put his head into the black square box without fear.

"My brother!" As a staff member, Donggua was very scared when entering a strange environment. She didn't understand how Gao Ming could be so fearless. The black box didn't look like a good thing. How could he dare to put his head in it?

A faint smell of blood remained between his lips and teeth. Gao Ming finally chose the red potion that represented the truth. It was only after he drank it that he found that the so-called potion seemed to be some kind of mixed blood, and the taste was much worse than artificial plasma.

His head was dizzy and sleepy. Before Gao Ming closed his eyes, he saw Donggua slapping the test chamber hard, as if he was saying something. Then the black box slowly closed, like a shrine closing its door, or like an evil ghost closing its eyes.

He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, which was the same feeling Gao Ming experienced on the Yongsheng Pharmaceutical Brain Game Bus.

The sound of the chain breaking rang in Gao Ming's ears. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still lying in the test chamber, and there seemed to be no changes around him.

"Failed? Didn't enter the dream?"

Pushing open the door of the test chamber, Gao Ming saw the wrinkles on the wall that looked like the skin of a human brain, but there were fewer strange lines: "No, the staff member who likes to crawl on the ground is gone. I should have entered the dream, but the scene in the dream is the haunted house itself."

Walking out of the test chamber, Gao Ming stepped on the sunken ground.

Shadows flashed outside the window from time to time. The wrinkles on the wall were densely packed with extremely real blood vessels. If you reach out and touch them, you can feel them beating slightly.

The haunted house before entering the dream could not bring Gao Ming any fear. Even if he tried hard, his body and will might not be afraid at all because he had fought too many hard battles.

But it was completely different after entering the dream. From the moment he left the test chamber, Gao Ming felt deeply uneasy. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and his heart beat very fast. It seemed that there was something very dangerous hidden in this place.

Pushing open the door, the mottled walls of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum became clean and tidy, like translucent glass. Gao Ming could clearly see the floating child specimens and various alienated humanoid beings in the wall. They were full of tubes, and the expressions on each face were very painful.     "Where is the truth hidden?" Gao Ming still remembered what happened in the bathroom on the second floor. He moved forward along the route in his memory.

The second floor of the haunted house has expanded countless times. It seems to be a special care hospital. The Magic City Lunatic Asylum seems to be built in imitation of that hospital. Gao Ming now only sees the real appearance of the hospital in his dream.

"Here, here, hush! Come quietly, don't wake that thing up!"

A familiar voice came from the crack of the door not far away. Gao Ming slowed down, stopped running, and slowly walked to the corner.

"Is it this toilet?"

Pushing open the wooden door, Gao Ming found that the fourth cubicle of the toilet was open. He looked inside and saw a middle-aged man wearing slippers and with severe hair loss sitting on the toilet. There were many newspapers reporting homicides beside him.

"Toilet doctor?" Gao Ming asked tentatively.

"You finally came to see me! This place is so scary. The boss, that unreliable bastard, threw me here and asked me to find out information. I only drink tea and read newspapers. How can I do this!" The identity of the toilet doctor is mysterious. Just like the earthbound spirit who died suddenly in the toilet cubicle, his legs are unwilling to leave the toilet at all.

"The boss of Hanjiang Haunted House asked you to drink the drug that makes you sleep? And then he left?" Gao Ming is still very interested in the business war between the two haunted houses.

"Bullshit! Those who are too strong can't get in... Only special people can get here, so I was chosen." The toilet doctor closed the cubicle door and pulled Gao Ming to whisper: "Since you know the scene behind the door, you must be one of us. I won't hide it from you. This haunted house does hide a big secret, which is related to the taboo incident that happened in Xinhu many years ago!"

"Taboo incident?" Gao Ming was highly focused.

"Many years ago, a game called Perfect Life appeared in Xinhu. An unspeakable existence used that game to build a stable channel to the world behind the door. For some purpose, he entered the deepest part of that world with all the unspeakable things. In the fourth year after he lost contact, a major change happened in Xinhu, the channel was destroyed, all information related to him was listed as taboo, millions of people were forced to undergo brain surgery, and the game was banned for various reasons." The toilet doctor spoke in a low voice and casually said something very secretive.

"It's just a game, how can it have such a big impact?"

"What if that game can connect dreams, blur reality, and span life and death?" The toilet doctor tore a piece of newspaper and handed it to Gao Ming, motioning Gao Ming to sit "casually" on it: "Our boss is from Hanjiang and has no idea about Xinhu, but he gradually discovered that there was a problem in the world behind Xinhu, and his solution was easy to be misunderstood, so he began to inquire about the news from many aspects."

"Your boss is quite cautious."

"I have to be cautious, because the boss's way of dealing with problems is relatively simple, basically there is only one word - kill." The toilet doctor's newspaper seemed to be dripping with blood: "Kill until the endless night sky is dyed red, and kill until the blood city collapses."