Strange game designer.

Chapter 443 Betting Everything

"Have you discovered anything?" Gao Ming immediately became excited. He didn't expect that he could get the answer here in advance. While he was worried about Yan Xizhi, he was also very curious.

Yan Xizhi did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Gao Ming more seriously, as if he was trying to confirm whether the person in front of him was the Gao Ming he knew before.

"What? Did you see other Gao Mings in the black fog?" Gao Ming felt very uncomfortable with the gaze of the old principal.

"Some words cannot be spoken casually, especially now..." Yan Xizhi pointed at the wounds on his body and said, "These black mists have thoughts. They are like the ashes of souls that have been collected together, or they are like the manifestation of some special will."

"I don't quite understand what you mean. Now I want to know who hurt you? What danger is hidden in the black fog?" Gao Ming was a little anxious. His most important friends were still trapped in the black fog. Even with Principal Yan and Meng Gui's strength, they would be injured. The witch and the others probably couldn't bear it.

"You can't tell anyone about things that can hurt me. Once you tell them, it will hear you, then see you, find you in the black fog, and finally kill you." Yan Xizhi was mumbling something, but this had already revealed a very important message to Gao Ming.

"An unspeakable existence?"

Yan Xizhi neither shook his head nor nodded, but just said to himself: "I did enter the black fog, but I did not walk out of the vast sea. I was injured when I was about to leave the vast sea."

Gao Ming's mind raced and he immediately understood what Yan Xizhi meant. Only after leaving the city of Hanhai would he be attacked by the unspeakable existence?

"I lost my way when I first entered the fog. Someone was calling my name in the depths of the fog. It seemed like my disappointing child, but I remembered that he had been killed by Situ An. Why did the dead person appear?" Yan Xizhi retracted his gaze and stared at his fingers: "In the fog, you will see all kinds of things, as if it is a completely alienated world."

"All the people and ghosts who come out of the vast sea seem to have some unknown mark on their bodies. After we touch the black fog, our bodies, souls, and wills will be constantly diluted by the black fog. Well, it should be described as dilution, until finally we become part of the black fog." Yan Xi knew that black fog was overflowing from every wound. She seemed unable to mention certain things and could only tell Gao Ming some things in a tactful way.

"If you want to move safely in the black fog, it is actually very simple. Actively merge with the black fog and let it enter your body. Don't resist and don't show any power that ordinary people cannot understand." Yan Xizhi was telling Gao Ming how to survive, which was something the Investigation Bureau did not mention.

"Playing an ordinary person?"

"That's right. There is no point in being strong there, unless you are stronger than them. Before that, you have to pretend to be a fool. Once you show any abnormality, you will be attacked crazily by the black fog, and then attract even more terrifying existences." Yan Xizhi's tone became serious: "Don't try to resist, at least don't resist now. This black fog is fate..."

Yan Xizhi had a few more words she wanted to say, but her open mouth seemed to be frozen, and several wounds on her body suddenly burst open, and black mist surged out!

In order to protect Gao Ming from being touched, Yan Xizhi swept Gao Ming out of the office, and the seemingly ordinary wooden door closed again.

However, at the moment of closing the door, Yan Xizhi gave Gao Ming a final piece of advice: "They can't wait any longer! You must find a new blood city as soon as possible..."

"Is it the Lord of Blood City?" Looking at the closed door and listening to Yan Xizhi's miserable voice, Gao Ming bowed slightly towards the principal's office and turned to leave.

He originally wanted to ask Yan Xizhi for help, as it would be much safer with Meng Gui by his side, but he didn't expect that Yan Xizhi had already been injured in the black fog.

"Do I have other helpers?" Gao Ming recalled the memories of his past deaths. There were terrible people and evil spirits in every future. The problem was that after Gao Ming came back this time, he moved too quickly, causing the disaster to break out much earlier, and many people did not grow up.

"Every time I came back, I was faced with a very desperate situation, but it didn't seem to be as depressing as this time." Gao Ming looked up at the sky: "The past, the memory, and the sky are probably all fake."

After checking the things on his body, Gao Ming did not stay any longer and headed for Xiaoan Town with the three seeds of the giant flesh and blood tree.

At midnight, a solitary lamp was placed at the station closest to Xiaoan Town.

Several people stood beside the cold seats, pacing back and forth, looking anxious. The sound of car horns came from a distance, and everyone looked over there. A row of black cars, like moving coffins, were all parked near the station.

"Is everyone here?" The feminine voice made the crowd near the station shiver. They ran to the car in an instant as if a bucket of ice water was poured on them.

"Gao Ming hasn't come yet." The plainclothes security officer of the Investigation Bureau lowered his head: "Will he stand us up? After all, we just tricked him."

"If he doesn't come, we will be the ones going in." Throwing away the gloves stained with blood, Jingtuo Shen looked at his hands that were almost bitten off, while the security personnel around him consciously shifted their eyes away.

"My hands were bleeding and pus was flowing all the time. No matter how many times I changed into white gloves, it was useless."

No one dared to answer, except for a brave security guard who quietly looked up at Jingtuo Shen. Tiny scars appeared on his once charming and perfect face, and under skin that was more delicate than that of a girl, a kind of ghost pattern that the security guard had never seen before appeared faintly.

Does Jingtuo God have his own ghost pattern?

Has the most perverted and vicious researcher in the Shumi Research Institute finally chosen his own ghost pattern?

His eyes wandered, and the security guard looked along the chin of Jingtuo God and saw the other's collarbone. The ghost pattern gradually became clear, but it seemed that there was a missing eye on the ghost face.

Eye?

The world turned bloody, and the security guard suddenly felt a sharp pain. He screamed and fell to the ground, his eyes bleeding uncontrollably.

"Tell him to shut up." Jingtuo Shen said coldly. He picked up the only lamp in the station and walked away.

The black fog has spread to a place more than 600 meters away from the station. Jingtuo Shen clearly remembers that the black fog was still thousands of meters away from here yesterday: "It's getting closer and closer."

With a cough, the two security guards behind Jingtuo Shen brought a modified cart to him.

Lifting the black cloth on the car, Wanjie was looking around coldly.

"How many meters of black fog can your eyes see through?" Jingtuo God adjusted the cart and stood Wanjie up.

"About thirty meters."

"Very good. Once the black fog is resolved, the General Administration will give all of you freedom and help you remove the curse." God Jingtuo said casually.

Wan Jie was not prepared to believe the other party at all: "Are you sure you won't kill all of us by then?"

“No.” Jingtuo God wanted to say something, but the ghost patterns on his body turned their heads at the same time as he did and looked towards the vast ocean.

A bus full of passengers was slowly driving towards here, and the driver was Gao Ming.

(End of this chapter)