Strange game designer

Chapter 574 Concentration

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Mingli's soul fire turned pitch black, his face changed drastically, and despair like a vast ocean surged toward his soul!

He wanted to pull away, but Zhang Mingli was horrified to find that there was a terrifying suction force coming from the room in Gao Ming's heart, which seemed to want to lock him in.

"Trap? Is this a trap of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical? No, Yongsheng Pharmaceutical cannot drive the evil god!" His will was confused, and Zhang Mingli cut off a third of the soul fire decisively and pulled back.

"Bang!"

All the divine patterns in the school were distorted, and each indescribable shadow was fading. Zhang Mingli sat down on the wooden chair with a pale face. He was almost eaten by Gao Ming just now!

Although his current strength is only one-ninth of what he was in his heyday, because he has special abilities related to nightmares and inherited unspeakable talents, it is impossible for ordinary testers to harm him.

Still in shock, something unexpected happened again. The flames carved by Zhang Mingli's divine pattern illuminated the dark room deep in Gao Ming's heart, allowing him to clearly see the scene in the room.

Various torture instruments were hung on the walls, all kinds of strange ghosts were locked in the room, souls that looked like humans and beasts were crying, and believers without facial features were praying.

"This is... a torture chamber?"

The ghost and **** wrapped in chains in the center of the room looked at Gao Ming, and their eyes collided. The ghost and god's eight arms stretched out to Gao Ming's heart, as if to open his chest and crawl out, but it failed in the end, and there was only a large area of ​​flesh, blood, and blood covered with it. Zhang Mingli's soul fire squeezed out from the gap in the room.

Without Gao Ming's guidance, the flesh and blood of ghosts and gods crawled directly to the empty shrine given to him by Zhang Mingli, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a statue of ghosts and gods with four arms and four sides.

The moment the statue was cast, the smell of meat enveloped the school. If the walls of the school were not filled with unspeakable shadows, the smell of meat would probably spread to the entire Zhemeng Town.

"Done?"

The ghost opened his eyes, and Gao Ming, the shrine, and the strange room in his heart had a new connection. It was as if he was the faith and the gods in the shrine. He could transform into all kinds of flesh and blood supernatural powers with a single thought, and he could also use the shrine in his hand to transform the world into a god. Some scenes from the nightmare reappeared.

Holding the shrine in his hand, the Blood City tattoo on Gao Ming's body also spread on the base of the shrine, causing subtle changes in the empty shrine, as if it not only represented the nightmare in Gao Ming's heart, but also the blood city's touch with reality. medium.

Patiently feeling the emotions of the flesh and blood ghosts and gods in the shrine, a name quietly emerged in Gao Ming's mind - the flesh and blood fairy.

These three words seemed to be a secret key. After Gao Ming remembered it, the memory hidden in Gao Ming's bones and blood began to slowly recover. Figures fell into his mind like puzzle pieces. He still had one last chance. A complete past can be pieced together.

After putting away the shrine, the shadows of ghosts and gods with eight arms also disappeared behind Gao Ming, and the twisted divine patterns in the school returned to normal.

"This dream interpretation method is not as powerful as I thought." Gao Ming commented fairly.

"It's your uncle's fault!" Zhang Mingli has been cultivating himself for a long time, but at this moment he still couldn't help breaking the rules: "The nightmare in your heart has been sealed, and now not even a tenth of it may be released, and you still despise it. ? ” “Have you obtained the dream interpretation method?” Fu Shu leaned against the wall, looking up and down at Gao Ming: "According to our test analysis, only one out of a hundred test subjects can meet the dream interpretation method, which requires repeated nightmares hundreds of times. The whole process is more terrifying than Lingchi, and each of the three steps of dream interpretation is a narrow escape. It’s so dangerous that if you don’t manage it, you’ll go crazy. I don’t think your soul fire has been ignited, so why did you succeed?”

"He ate my soul fire!" Zhang Mingli's angry voice sounded, and Fu Shu immediately closed his mouth knowingly.

"Although it is not as powerful as I expected, it still helped me a lot." Gao Ming handed over to Zhang Mingli: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"It's a fair deal for us to give you the dream interpretation method, but my soul fire is a different price!" Since Zhang Mingli saw what was hidden in Gao Ming's heart, his attitude has changed a lot. He no longer regards Gao Ming as a human being. Instead of treating it as a tester of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, he put it on an equal footing with himself.

"You've eaten it, can you still spit it out?" Gao Ming patted the shrine. He had the ability to protect himself in the nightmare, and he would not have to run away in a hurry next time he saw those monsters and monsters.

According to Gao Ming's guess, the deep world is real. The so-called dream interpretation method is actually equivalent to building a channel for different worlds, using one's own soul, memory and will as a bridge to project things in the deep world into nightmares. It's just that this dream interpretation method is extremely demanding. You must bring yourself extreme pain and despair before you can project it. The more desperate and painful it is, the more real it is projected, until it finally breaks the boundaries and releases its true form from deep within oneself.

It has to be said that this dream interpretation method is very suitable for Gao Ming. He died countless times in order to obtain complete flesh and blood ghosts and gods, so he easily condensed the flesh and blood gods into the empty shrine.

"Don't be so proud, kid. The ugly things have been said before." Zhang Mingli took a deep breath and calmed down: "The method of dream interpretation originated from an indescribable thing called 'dream'. It invaded reality many years ago and almost destroyed all life in New Shanghai. People become crazy. I once lived in the nightmare it created, which represented the love it could never get. The dream interpretation method was actually a back-up it prepared for itself. Every time I used the dream interpretation method, I was dealing with it. It calls, and there is a very low probability of reawakening it.”

"The unspeakable dream?" Gao Ming remembered the name.

"Meng has long since lost his mind. Don't listen to him." Fu Shu interjected in a low voice.

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"It was originally dead, but those greedy and stupid guys from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical wanted to control the power of dreams. They chanted the names of dreams and frantically explored the nightmares. Who knows if the dreams have awakened now?" Zhang Mingli's tone suddenly became serious. : "Only complete forgetfulness represents the complete disappearance of the indescribable. In recent years, I have been locked in a nightmare. The impression of the dream has been deepening, and the names of the saviors have become increasingly blurred. This is not a good phenomenon. "

Zhang Mingli's words also attracted Gao Ming's attention. Many people mentioned a savior, but no one remembered his name. Whether it was Wang Ping'an who was imprisoned in a nursing home or Brother Chong from the Forbidden Game. Maybe in a few days Years, that name may actually disappear.

The joy of obtaining the dream interpretation method was somewhat diluted, and Gao Ming began to think about how to rescue Zhang Mingli from Dream Dream Town.

The indescribable shadow on the wall slowly dissipated, and the school returned to its previous appearance. Zhang Mingli looked very tired. He counted the time, stopped chatting with Gao Ming, and strode to Fu Shu.

"Greed has returned, now it's time for you to return your promise to me."

(End of chapter)