Strange game designer.

Chapter 456 Me and My Accomplices

The moment the bus passed by, Gao Ming saw a large number of image files scattered around the electric car. They seemed to be the game design drafts he had made for Xuan Wen.

"Big Dog and the others don't remember Xuan Wen. Is it because Xuan Wen entered the tunnel? Has she left the vast sea?"

Every time death came again, Gao Ming would sit behind Xuan Wen and ride that old electric car through the darkness to reach the vast ocean.

Frightened and covered with wounds, Gao Ming looked the most miserable and embarrassed at that time. Xuan Wen carried him on her back again and again, letting him hug her waist and almost tying him up in the back seat.

Memory and reality collided with each other, and the flash of fire at that moment made Gao Ming a little dazed. He did not slow down, and when he came to his senses, the bus carrying students from Class 13 had already entered the tunnel!

After countless deaths, Gao Ming came back in this form. He still took the school bus of Class 13, but this time the steering wheel was in his hands, and he had the final say on where the car would go in the future.

Darkness enveloped everything, and all the noise remained outside the tunnel.

The temperature began to drop, frost appeared on the car windows, and the students of Class 13 sat around the brazier. The dancing flames seemed to carry all their hopes.

Exhaling a breath of cold air, Gao Ming looked at the tunnel that seemed to have no end. The expression on his face was probably only understandable to him.

"The familiar chill, the fear engraved in my bones, that feeling is back again, lingering in my heart once again." After the last fight with Situ An in Sishui Apartment, he only had three days left to live. The Investigation Bureau once asked him what his last wish was, and he said he wanted to enter this tunnel and take a look.

That time, an investigator followed, and this time, students from Class 13 accompanied us.

A person's life is made up of countless coincidences and accidents. They reflect each other. They seem to be thousands of miles apart, but they are attracted to each other, just like the endless stars in the night sky.

Water droplets fell on the car window, and the dripping sound seemed to ring directly in Gao Ming's mind. To him, this sound not only represented the breaking of water droplets, but also the "footsteps" of time.

"I'm almost there. I'm about to meet the murderer who killed me in the tunnel!"

Among the countless memories of death, many of them happened in this tunnel. Whenever he returned here, whenever he approached a certain place, he would be killed from behind by someone.

His bodies filled the tunnel, but he never saw the other person's face, never!

Slowing down the car, Gao Ming's eyes contained the past and the future as he stared at the black fog in front of him.

He had taken buses into this tunnel countless times to face death, and now he was driving a bus that had mistakenly entered here from the outside world and was driving in the opposite direction.

"The temperature is still dropping, and the flame is about to go out." Teacher Li and his students anxiously gathered around the edge of the brazier, using their bodies to block the cold wind for fear that the flame would be blown out. However, Gao Ming didn't care at all.

The vehicle was moving slower and slower, and Gao Ming seemed to be waiting for something: "I heard it, that voice appeared again."

Gao Ming reached his hand out of the car and into the black fog, holding the steering wheel with one hand until a certain moment, when he slowly stepped on the brakes.

Turning his head, Gao Ming stared at the water droplets on the window glass. The students around him also noticed this magical scene.

"Look! The water droplets on the glass are flowing upwards! The water droplets in this tunnel are dripping from the ground to the top of our heads!"

With his five fingers spread out and the back of his hand facing upward, Gao Ming could feel the water droplets touching his palm. That's right, the water droplets did not fall from a high place, but seemed to rise from the ground.

He placed his fingers against the wall and slowly waved them. The touch of flesh and blood came from his fingertips, and he seemed to touch a human face.

"arrive."

The car lights could not penetrate the black fog, so Gao Ming picked up the shrine and placed the flame that burned the soul in front of the car windshield.

The flames spread in all directions. Teacher Li, who was the closest, slumped in his seat. The students nearby were so frightened that they forgot to speak. They saw that the walls of the tunnel were full of corpses, and all the faces were of people who had died tragically!
Blood and flesh solidified on the cold wall. Every Gao Ming who died was different. Staring at the tragic faces, the students were so scared that they couldn't breathe. Gao Ming didn't react at all. He stretched out his five fingers from the car window and even gently held the hand of a corpse. When the blood and flesh touched each other, a memory flashed through his mind.

"Doctor, the game I made seems to have become a reality."

"Isn't that great? People are under so much pressure at work these days, but you can get away from it."

"But I'm a ghost story game designer. I've conceived 126 murder cases and created dozens of murderers with different personalities... Now, they all seem to have become real!"

"Do I look familiar to you?"

Eight arms tore open the doctor's body, and blood dyed the medical record red. Dr. Lu, who had previously hurt Gao Ming, had turned into a chain in the torture chamber.

The memories of the past that brought endless pain to Gao Ming were ended by him personally, repaying despair with death and pain.

"He should be here soon."

At the same time Gao Ming had this thought, footsteps were heard in the black fog on the other side of the tunnel. The murderer who was guarding the tunnel and trying to kill him again and again was coming!
Gao Ming did not look around in a panic like last time, because he knew that every time he turned around, the footsteps would change direction. The footsteps would always be heard behind him, and the sound seemed to exist only in the past he had experienced.

"I should be able to see your face this time, right? The murderer who killed me time and time again."

Gao Ming took out a handful of wooden statue fragments from his pocket and threw them all into the brazier of the shrine. Finally, he felt it was too troublesome and threw his coat into the fire as well.

An eerie blood-red color instantly appeared in the burning flames, and all the ghosts and gods carved on the outer shell of the shrine actually shed tears of blood.

The next moment, an astonishing sense of resentment emanated from the bus following Class 13, and the passengers who looked very similar to Gao Ming raised their heads one by one.

They looked at the flames in the car in front, which was the signal they and Gao Ming had agreed on.

Their originally normal bodies began to mutate. They tore off their disguises, and their resentments accumulated and influenced each other, forcibly pushing away the black fog.

The car door opened, and a big ghost holding a divine tablet got out of the car. The window next to him was slowly pushed open, and Cai Meimei, who looked like a centipede, also stuck her head out. This old classmate with a high fate was filled with scapegoats from Hande Private College, and she already possessed the strength of a big ghost.

The floor creaked, heads rolled, shadows spread, and an unusual aura seemed to be hammered into the tunnel!
In order to ensure success this time, Gao Ming used the bad future he had seen to enter the most dangerous abnormal events in Hanhai at this stage in advance, and used various means such as suppression, persuasion, transaction, or contract to bring the ghosts in the abnormal events here.

"I am not the only one who wants to see the truth."

(End of this chapter)