Strange game designer

"My memory of that world is very vague. I only know that I died there many times, and there were many people there who were very important to me. No, I don't know if they are alive." Gao Ming was a little incoherent. : "Living people and ghosts seem to have been turned upside down, all ghost stories and horror stories have become true, dark night, death, heavy rain..."

Gao Ming's muttering attracted the attention of the voice on the intercom. He listened carefully to Gao Ming's words and seemed very surprised.

"From your description, it's very similar to the deep world, but not exactly the same. You seem to have reached the edge of a nightmare. It's just that when you took the last step, you chose reality at the fork in the road instead of jumping into the abyss. "The voice on the intercom knew a lot, and his analysis made Gao Ming feel very reasonable.

"How do I get back to that nightmare?"

"It's difficult, at least I can't help you now, unless you can find my sealed brain in the laboratory of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical." The voice calling himself No. 2 on the intercom threw a bait to Gao Ming: "What if If you are willing to try, you can keep this walkie-talkie close to your heart, and it can enter other dreams with you, and I will help you through it."

There is no free lunch in the world, and most good intentions have to pay a hidden price. Gao Ming knew this truth, but he was still willing to try.

Pulling open his coat, Gao Ming placed the walkie-talkie close to his heart: "Deal."

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you? Aren't you worried about the giant Yongsheng Pharmaceutical taking revenge on you?" Gao Ming's decisiveness surprised the voice on the intercom. It began to wonder what Gao Ming had experienced in his nightmare?

"I don't completely believe you, but this doesn't conflict with helping you. All I need is an answer." The confusion in Gao Ming's eyes has dissipated.

"What a special guy." The voice on the intercom said with a smile: "The founder of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum is called Tang Ling. The senior executives of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical do not know what she has done. If you encounter trouble that cannot be solved, you can Go find her. Okay, it's time for you to leave. Remember to take that kid away from the toilet."

"Wait a minute, I still have a question that I haven't clarified." Gao Ming stood on the spot: "Modu Lunatic Asylum is divided into two parts. The outside is the body area, and the core is the soul area. Am I considered to have entered the soul area now? Still Is this your nightmare or someone else’s?”

"This is Tang Ling's nightmare. This is what the Yongsheng Pharmaceutical Laboratory looks like in her mind. As for my nightmare, no one in Xinhu can restore it, and no one dares to simulate it." The voice on the intercom became a little tired. I seem to have talked too much today and consumed too much.

Through the description of that voice, Gao Ming had an understanding of his strength in his heyday, but he still couldn't figure out what the other party was, a living person? Intelligent brain? ghost? They are all similar, but none of them are alike.

After leaving the Heart Classroom, Gao Ming saw that the corridor was collapsing, and a force was frantically repelling him.

Rushing to the toilet, Gao Ming knocked open the door of cubicle No. 3: "Get ready to leave!"

Grabbing the toilet doctor's arm, Gao Ming tried to run out, but was dragged backwards by the toilet doctor instead. His body seemed to be crushed by the dream, and intense pain came from everywhere.

Gao Ming opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was still lying in the test cabin. Donggua and two staff members were anxiously patting the outer shell of the test cabin.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Ming pushed open the protective shell and was surprised why everyone was gathered here.

"The experience is over! Our equipment has malfunctioned. The tickets will be refunded in full. We apologize for the trouble caused to you." The oldest staff member finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his life was fine.

"There is a malfunction?" Gao Ming looked at the test cabin: "Do you mean this hidden room?"

"There are only two bottles of normal dream potion. I don't know who avoided the surveillance and put in an extra bottle of red." Donggua didn't see the crazy eyes of other staff and told the truth directly. "Sorry, you triggered a very rare easter egg this time." Two staff members pulled Donggua behind them: "The probability of triggering is only about one percent, so we rarely rehearse the plot of this branch line. In addition, I was not very familiar with winter melon when I first came here, so there were some minor problems.”

The staff didn't make it clear at all, they just put the blame on the newcomer, Dong Gua.

Looking at the aggrieved Dong Gua, Gao Ming said calmly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with this little girl. She tried her best to crawl on the ground for an hour. On the contrary, it is time for your equipment to be overhauled."

Donggua didn't expect that Gao Ming would speak for him, so he raised his head pitifully, as if he had suddenly found his backbone.

"I don't want to pursue anything, and there is no need to refund the ticket. Let's continue with the plot." Gao Ming sat up from the test cabin. He clearly felt that there was something in his clothes. When he looked down, he saw that it was a walkie-talkie covered in blood. , there were several old newspapers taped to his back, each of them reported a murder case.

"The other tourist has left. Our tour is over early. We will refund the original price of the tickets to you." The two staff members apologized constantly and even arranged Gao Ming's clothes. After all, he was covered in artificial plasma.

How dare they mention the plot now? I just hope that Gao Ming will not complain to them.

The other tourists splashed blood on Gao Ming, and Gao Ming just scared the tourists out of their wits. Both parties were hurt, and it would be troublesome for one of them to argue.

"Okay then." Gao Ming casually grabbed the newspaper on his back, pretending to use it to wipe the blood, and held it in his hand.

All the lights were turned on, and under the escort of the staff, Gao Ming walked out of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum.

As soon as Gao Ming, whose cheeks and hair were stained with blood, appeared, all the tourists who were still resting outside became alert. They could not connect Gao Ming in front of them with the madman crawling on the wall at the door of the dean's office.

"Did the Magic City Lunatic Asylum ask for external help?" Origami's legs were still trembling. He was the person closest to Gao Ming and was almost scared to death.

Without asking for any compensation, Gao Ming walked towards the elevator. The clerk of the Ninth Sensory Experience Hall may have waited too long and had left.

Back on the seventh floor, Gao Ming heard the familiar voice of the clerk as soon as the elevator door opened.

"Why did you make yourself so embarrassed? It's hard to get high scores from the boss like this." Throwing away the baseball cap, the female clerk's beautiful black hair draped over her shoulders, covering the strange "tattoo" on her neck.

"You found the person I was looking for." Gao Ming handed the old newspapers to the female clerk: "His will was trapped in the dream. He should have come out with me, but I didn't see him when I woke up."

Taking the newspaper, the female clerk took a quick glance and raised her lips slightly: "It seems that I need an extra helper."