Strange game designer

The bright red blood spread on the black and white newspapers, soaking every word and dyeing every report red.

When he talked about what the boss was about to do, the toilet doctor's voice and demeanor changed. His originally funny face had a hint of cruelty, and his eyes became dangerous.

Although he often spoke ill of the haunted house owner behind his back, the other person's figure was engraved on the altar deep in his heart.

"Then you must be more careful." Gao Ming's face was solemn. He just heard the toilet doctor mention the word "blood city" and his eyes narrowed unconsciously, feeling vaguely familiar.

"As a newcomer, I'm afraid you don't know how much energy the boss contains. I may have followed the boss a long time ago." The doctor said with arrogance in his eyes: "It is precisely because of trust that the boss takes such an important task. Leave it to me."

Gao Ming did not tell the doctor the truth. Saving him was just part of the interview. His boss had left him here casually, and perhaps he had forgotten about him long ago: "Did you get any other information?"

"The founder of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum once worked at Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. It happened to be the year when the taboo broke out. He took the initiative to resign. The boss suspected that he had brought something from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. Facts have proved that the boss's guess was correct." The toilet doctor stopped smiling: "Many years later, when people began to gradually forget about taboo games, the Magic City Lunatic Asylum opened in the Xinhu Smart City. The boss here seemed to have hidden something in the asylum, using the haunted house as a cover. Use this to filter out those who meet the criteria.”

“Pass the haunted house filter?”

"Yes, he needs to find some lunatics who can face their fears and dare to go deep into nightmares, but I don't know what to do specifically." The toilet doctor looked very professional, but the information he provided was very limited.

"No more? Only this information? What did you do when you stayed in the haunted house for so long?" Gao Ming was a little surprised. He thought he could get the truth from the toilet doctor.

"I'm trapped here. The Demon City Lunatic Asylum screens only living people. It's not convenient for me." The toilet doctor glanced at Gao Ming suspiciously, as if he thought Gao Ming knew what he was asking: "I've already given you a lot of hints. , as for the final screening, you have to go deep into the hospital to search.”

"Aren't you going with me?" Gao Ming looked at the embarrassed toilet doctor, and his filter instantly shattered: "Forget it, I will come back as soon as possible to take you out."

After leaving the toilet cubicle, Gao Ming's mind was filled with what the toilet doctor had just said: "The scene after entering the dream in the Magic City Lunatic Asylum seems to be a recreation of a certain hospital. Is this dream that contains the truth the founder of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum? Or is it someone else's? ?”

Walking through the corridor, the walls on both sides will change from time to time. The deeper you go, the more terrifying it becomes. The originally translucent wall gradually becomes the same color as the skin. Hair grows on the ceiling. Curved fingers can be seen at the corners. The ground There are new bones piercing the skin bit by bit.

"I once heard those tourists say that the Magic City Lunatic Asylum is divided into two parts: body and soul. Am I still in the body area now, so how can I enter the soul area?" Gao Ming stopped and pressed to his heart: " Is the secret room I enter the dream like my brain, or is my soul hidden in my heart?”

Running wildly along the flesh-and-blood corridor, Gao Ming saw countless horrifying scenes and was chased by various strange alienated ghosts. He did not choose to retreat, relying on the physical instincts honed in nightmares and a will comparable to that of a god. He walked forward until he entered a department similar in shape to a heart.

The moment he opened the door, Gao Ming was stunned. There was no medical equipment in this ward representing the heart, but it was arranged like a classroom, with no more than thirty-one desks. "I've been here before." Gao Ming accidentally entered the classroom on the second floor before falling into a dream. He did not expect that he would enter a similar place after falling into a dream.

"Yes, you have been here." A voice sounded from the drawer of desk No. 2. Gao Ming walked into the classroom and saw a tattered FM walkie-talkie in the drawer.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Gao Ming took the walkie-talkie in his hand. He found that the walkie-talkie had no battery installed and the grooves were full of blood.

"After so many years, you are the second person who can enter my heart." The voice on the intercom was very clear. It sounded young, but the tone was full of vicissitudes of life.

"What should I call you? What happened here?" Gao Ming was confused.

There was silence on the intercom for a long time, until the sound of the current weakened, and the other party spoke again: "A long time ago, they called me the core brain of the smart city. Earlier, some people also called me No. 2."

"Sorry, I just woke up from a coma and I don't understand what you are saying at all?" Gao Ming put the walkie-talkie to his ear: "Then are you a human? Or a machine?"

"I... am a child in this bloody class. My brain was dug out and became part of the intellectual brain. What do you think I am now?" The voice on the intercom was very calm. He had a similar personality to Gao Ming. Like, not very influenced by emotions.

"It doesn't matter. I want to know what happened in Xinhu many years ago?"

"Didn't the little ghost in the toilet tell you everything? Xinhu's Unspeakable entered the deep world. Those people who were saved by him overturned everything he left behind after he left." The voice in the intercom was mocking: "My brain is sealed in darkness forever. If an experimenter hadn't betrayed Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals and secretly took part of my will out of the company, I guess I wouldn't be able to see you now."

"Is the experimenter who betrayed Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals the founder of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum? You built this haunted house to screen out people who are desperate enough to carry the black box?" Gao Ming made his own speculation.

"The black box is not in Xinhu, and Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals will never find the real black box." The voice in the intercom was smiling: "The passage to the deep world is destroyed, but the deepest nightmare of the desperate is also connected to that world. I do this to cultivate people who can travel through nightmares. I want to find out what happened in the deep world!"

"Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals is also exploring deep nightmares, and they have also created new brain games for this." Gao Ming raised his left hand, but the black communication bracelet did not appear here.

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals?" A sneer came from the intercom: "They are afraid, afraid of the night coming, afraid of the taboo returning, afraid that all the strange stories sealed in the archives will become true."

"Can I help you with something?" Gao Ming was very sincere: "To be honest, I am very interested in the deep world you mentioned. Some time ago, I fell into a deep coma due to a car accident. During the long coma, I seemed to have come to another world."