Horror Game Designer

The building blocks collapsed around Ah Fang. The haunted houses were pulled up from the ground. Ah Fang used the haunted houses to build his own death realm as if he were playing with toys.

The tiny body emitted a completely unfamiliar sound. The spreading shadow of the world wanted to tear him apart. Just as everything was about to spiral out of control, inside the endless darkness, twelve pairs of red eyes slowly opened. They turned to where Ah Fang was.

The bloodred cities stood in the black mist. Gao Ming and Ah Fang stood where the 13th city was. As a peal of mad laughter rang out, the will of the dead world was affected. The other eleven gazes moved.

The world consciousness that wanted to tear Ah Fang apart instantly pulled back. It crawled back into Ah Fang’s body like it was afraid of being discovered. The cap of the pyjamas fell down and covered Ah Fang’s face. Ah Fang’s expression was different from before. He did not look like a child but more like an old man who was half-dead. His face was covered in fear. He raised his head. His gaze skipped over his parents to focus on Gao Ming.

“You mustn’t let the twelve of them find me. You need to wake up! Whoever you are, you need to wake up!” Ah Fang’s voice was urgent and unfamiliar. He rapidly picked up all the toy blocks and shoved them back into his bag.

“Wake up?” Ah Fang’s words were similar to Lu Zang’s order. They both hoped that more people would wake up from the dream to see the real world. Sensing the tone in Gao Ming’s voice, Ah Fang became more afraid. He dragged the giant bag and ran through the haunted houses. The two doctors were worried and instantly chased after Ah Fang. When Gao Ming wanted to follow them, the corridor had returned to normal.

“The shadow world is a dead world. Who can manage to murder a world?” Gao Ming was reminded of the shadow world that expanded behind Ah Fang. There were twelve bloodred cities in that endless black mist. They corresponded to twelve pairs of red gazes. Any one of them could frighten the lingering will of the world. “The twelve cities in the mist are far from Han Hai. However, once they are mentioned, everyone can feel great pressure. They are unmentionable.”

From Ah Fang, Gao Ming gained more information. To gain the approval of the world, one had to wake up from the dream. This indirectly verified what Lu Zang and Question said. Han Hai was like an impossibly realistic dream.

“In this dream, everything has been arranged by fate.

“But… Why does this dream exist? And why are all the innocent people trapped here? Is it to trap the partial will of the shadow world?” Gao Ming looked at the corridor, which was returning to normal. Suddenly, he had a crazy thought. “Are all the citizens here ghosts with heavy crimes? They have to repeat their sins to experience their sins?”

Gao Ming shook his head to veto this crazy thought. He grabbed one of the chains to carefully sense the direction. Ah Fang’s parents entered the cluster of haunted houses to chase after Ah Fang. Even though Gao Ming didn’t follow them, he could sense their general location. Anyone who had entered the torture room would be bound to Gao Ming. The appearance of the world’s will pressured Gao Ming. Only by changing the fate of half of the people in the city would he have the chance to kill fate. However, the issue was no one knew what fate was. Struggling without purpose would be exactly what fate wanted.

“I need to pick up my slack.”

A loud explosion came from downstairs. Gao Ming looked down. Great fires burned in the dark. The fire crawled up from the 11th floor. A few charred bodies fell. Gao Ming heard Auntie Busybody's screams.

“With Xia Yang and the residents of Si Sui Apartments, everything should be fine. What is happening?” Gao Ming had the God of Flesh and Blood detect everything about the old man. He didn’t even have the scent of a divine corpse. “That old man can hurt Xia Yang by using normal ghost tattoos?!”

The elevator broke down, so Gao Ming used the stairs to get to the 12th floor. Before he rushed into the fire, he saw the heavily burnt leader of Team Four running down the stairs. The old man was like a man on fire. The ghost tattoos on his body were burned away. He used self-laceration to stop the evil from approaching him. Other than him, all the other members of Team Four had disappeared into the corridors.

“Fuck!” The self-portrait of the old man appeared on the wall. It was very realistic. However, his body was bitten by paper dolls and pierced by silver needles and red threads.

Xia Yang painted the old man. But the old man singed his own body and face without hesitation. He fully changed his appearance and used his body to set a trap for Xia Yang.

Xia Yang was always kind and smiling. This was the first time Gao Ming saw hatred and regret on Teacher Xia’s face.

“These security members from Xin Lu are something else.”

Xia Yang hounded the old man. The two soon arrived at the 9th floor. Bia Xiao and Chen Yuntian led their team and just reached the 8th floor.

Gao Ming, who was behind Xia Yang, quickly intercepted. Bai Xiao was instrumental in his plan.

The Leader of Team Four was exhausted, but this old man was evil. He purposely ran towards the investigators because he wanted to use these normal investigators’ lives to buy him more time.

Bai Xiao and Chen Yuntian instantly saw the problem. However, they reacted differently. Chen Yuntian held Bai Xiao back and gave the order to retreat through the black band. However, Bai Xiao drew the knife given to him by Gao Ming.

The old man did not even acknowledge them. In his eyes, they were already dead. However, he was surprised when Bai Xiao charged forward and injured Xia Yang in the painting with a slash.

Bai Xiao and Xia Yang, who got the hint from Gao Ming, put up a show. The others helped the old man retreat.

The old man was surprised by this development. Even though he managed to trap Xia Yang, Bai Xiao was a normal man who didn’t even have a ghost tattoo.

“Is it because of that knife? Or is it something about him?”