Strange game designer

The atmosphere in the meeting room of the Dead Building was extremely solemn, and several players in charge fell into silence. They wanted revenge more than anyone else. The truth has been covered up by the Immortal Medicine, leaving only them as living evidence, but now they can only hide in Perfect In the broken city of life, I dare not return to reality.

"Are you willing to hide in the mouse hole forever, or do you want to change with me?" Gao Ming said very rudely. He brought out a total of three flesh and blood seeds from his nightmare. Now he has used all the seeds. Regardless of whether the players agree or not, he will bind everyone to his side.

"After the sacrifice was successful, the Death Tower gave me a very special reward. Now I should have higher authority than any of you. Killing me will only hurt both sides. This is also my confidence." Gao Ming has expressed his position. , he stood up directly and left the conference room under the watchful eyes of several responsible persons.

The player leaders did not stop Gao Ming. They seemed to want to wait for Gao Ming to leave before having a good communication.

After imprinting the patterns of flesh and blood ghosts and gods on the wardrobe, Gao Ming could open all the rooms in the dead building. He was very curious about this building.

"The seeds of flesh and blood took root and sprouted in the dead building, and the roots penetrated into the wall. There seems to be a deeper connection between me and this building. There are several hidden rooms in the building that have not been opened. What are you wearing?”

Arriving at the elevator, Gao Ming closed his eyes, patiently feeling the guidance of the giant flesh-and-blood tree, and then pressed a button.

The elevator descended rapidly, but the number on the display screen was always the number "4", but the blood color became more and more vivid. Slowly, the feeling of weightlessness became stronger and stronger. Just when Gao Ming began to feel uncomfortable, the elevator stopped suddenly. The metal elevator doors slowly opened.

The dark corridor was deserted. No players seemed to have been to this floor, which gave people a very eerie feeling.

Slowly entering it, the aisles were filled with various supplies and medicines. Most of them had never been seen before by Gao Ming. Some of those medicines were used to treat and relieve mental and mental problems, and some were used to eliminate curses. They were all very expensive. and rare “high-end goods.”

"Is this the players' warehouse?" Gao Ming continued to walk forward. The supplies in front of him became more and more exaggerated. Various props that could be used in nightmares were thrown on the ground casually, like rags.

Arriving at the deepest part of the corridor, Gao Ming saw a dilapidated shrine.

He lifted the black cloth and tried to light the candle in front of the shrine.

The flames swayed, reflecting the faceless clay sculpture in the shrine, and the shadow swayed, like a child slowly getting into the clay sculpture, and then a weak voice sounded in the shrine: "I can't do it, I really can't do it, I It’s just false belief. I was never the first player. Where did you go? When will you come back? I have already forgotten your name.”

Gao Ming searched for information about Huang Ying on the Internet, watched the video before he was wanted, and remembered his voice.

"That's Huang Ying's voice coming from the shrine?!" Gao Ming was surprised. Like Wang Pingan, the other person seemed to be looking forward to the return of a certain person, but at the same time they had forgotten that person's name.

Gao Ming originally thought that the terrifying knife marks on the wardrobe were left by Huang Ying, but now he was shaken.

"I can't hold on anymore. All the players are looking at me. They regard me as their hope. I can't show any weakness or cowardice. I'm scared to death, but I must resist and be at the forefront of everyone. "The shrine seems to have recorded Huang Ying's self-talk. He could not say these words to any player. He could only sit in front of the shrine and tell the god who seemed to have disappeared.

"In terms of acting skills, I'm afraid both you and Bai Xian are not as good as me."

"I already believe in myself. If one day I really forget you, then I will probably think that I, Huang Ying, am the real savior... But being the savior is really tiring and too difficult. I can't do it. Come on, I can’t do it anymore.”

Huang Ying told the shrine his inner secret. He seemed to want to use this method to remind himself not to forget a certain god.

After listening to the voices in the shrine, Gao Ming relaxed a lot. Huang Ying became more real in his mind. The other person was just an ordinary person, but he was forced to become a savior. Most of the messages in those shrines They are all vomiting bitterness.

"This place cannot be discovered by players. It will damage Huang Ying's image. Before taking down Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, it would be better for him to maintain his wanted persona."

Gao Ming did not take away the materials in the death building. These things were of little use to him. If discovered by the people of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, his identity might be exposed.

After clearing away the traces of his visit, Gao Ming walked around the building again and went to several other hidden rooms. The Dead Building was more like a huge isolated island than a residential building. With the continuous expansion of players, , the interior is intricate, and Brother Chong and the others probably don’t know how many rooms there are in the dead building.

Gao Ming spent half an hour and only walked around a small part of it. He finally went directly to the bottom of the dead building to see if he could enter the black fog. When the elevator door opened, he was stunned.

At the bottom of the dead building, there are insect sloughs that stretch for several kilometers, as if a butterfly that can cover the night sky flies out from here.

A steady stream of death energy emanates from the insect slough, and it is precisely because of its existence that the death building has become what it is now, allowing it to stand in the black mist.

"What will happen if this thing is brought into reality?" Gao Ming was just thinking about it. Normally, he would not do such a crazy thing.

The red light flashed in the elevator, the operation panel was remotely locked, and Brother Chong's voice came from the surveillance probe. He hoped that Gao Ming could return to the lobby. The players had reached a consensus.

After staring at the surveillance probe for a long time, the authority given to Gao Ming by the Death Building did not have anything to do with the camera. These should have been modified and installed by the players themselves.

"No wonder they dared to let me go directly. I guess they still think that the Death Building is their base camp. But it's better to be more confident. I'm afraid that they will be oppressed by the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical and have no blood at all."

Back in the meeting room, several players did not even change their positions. Brother Chong and the person in charge of the information exchange department were much more enthusiastic about Gao Ming. They stood up and pulled Gao Ming to the position.

"The players of the Death Building will do their best to help you obtain the level 5 confidentiality qualification of the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical as soon as possible. We don't plan to attack the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical for the time being. You just need to do one thing for us." Brother Chong is very optimistic about Gao Ming, and he has been talking all the time.

"What's the matter?"

"Yongsheng Pharmaceutical imprisoned some old players in a level 5 confidential laboratory in the name of treatment."

"You want me to rescue them?" Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. Players who were arranged to enter the level 5 confidential laboratory should have fallen into a deep nightmare.

"No, you just need to help us find someone in their nightmare." Brother Chong and several other responsible persons all looked very serious: "That person is called Zhang Mingli, a teacher of ideology and morality."