Horror Game Designer

Chapter 107: 51 Students

After seeing the neighbours again, Le Jia and Le Ren’s childhood trauma disappeared. Invisible black material slowly disintegrated. Gao Ming picked up the death portrait. The neighbours waved at the two kids as the sound of water faded.

The corpses of the two kids in the shadow world were destroyed. Gao Ming understood something from this. Mental pain in real life corresponded to something in the shadow world. The real solution was not to ignore the pain but to bring them back to real life to destroy them. That way, it wouldn’t be a burden on both worlds.

“My mission is done. You need to live your lives now.” Gao Ming finally got the power to use the death portraits of the flood. Everything was worth it.

“Thank you. Can you tell us your contact number?” Le Jia took out his phone, “In the future, if you need anything from us, just call.” Then, he quickly added, considering his occupation, “You can just call us for menial tasks. We are quite powerful.”

“I only need you to carry on the neighbour’s hope.” After exchanging numbers with the brothers, Gao Ming left. After leaving the funeral home, Gao Ming was hit by vertigo, so he had to sit down. His chest collapsed. The blood vessels hooked on his skin like rusted barbs. Death memories flashed in the dark. In the past, the God of Blood and Flesh held down the torture room. After Gong Xi was injured, Gao Ming had to suffer the death memories himself.

“So hungry…”

Gao Ming held the wall and walked into a shop nearby. After finishing a bowl of meat and noodles, he was still hungry. The hunger couldn’t be satisfied with food.

“Do I need to create a new game?”

There were many death portraits in his bag. It was enough for Gao Ming to create a new game. Gao Ming thought about the new game details when his phone rang. Gao Ming was surprised to see the caller. He answered the call. “How can I help you, Liu Yi?”

“Have you seen the chat group? Zuo Jun has booked a bus to send everyone to a holiday villa for the gathering. He has paid for everything.” Liu Yi’s cold voice came through. She felt like Zuo Jun was acting weird.

“Zuo Jun is different now. It’s normal for him to show off.”

“Don’t you think it’s a bit too coincidental? We just escaped from a ghost bus, and Zuo Jun came, providing us with another.” Liu Yi sent Gao Ming a picture. “It’s still storming, but he’s insisting on this gathering like his life depends on it.”

Gao Ming narrowed his eyes as he looked at the picture. Zuo Jin’s route would go through the east city, namely, Han De Private School. “Is he planning to sacrifice all his friends? Did people bully him when he was in school?”

“I have no idea. Just look at the chat group. I feel like no one is normal.” Liu Yi sent over a few more pictures. “The rain is not stopping, but everyone agrees to go to the gathering tomorrow. This is not right.”

The chat group was very active. People chatted like everyone would die if the conversation stopped.

“Perhaps they have a reason to be there.” Normal gatherings would be held at weekends or holidays. However, Gao Ming’s student reunion was held at a villa when it was pouring rain.

“Can you still not remember the student with the scratched face?” Liu Yi asked.

“Yes. I don’t think our class has such a person.” Gao Ming decided to change his plan to attend the gathering. Gao Ming hung up and rubbed his temples. “I need to help the God of Flesh and Blood recover as soon as possible.”

Fate would send Gao Ming back to the east city. This time, he wanted to send Situ An into the torture room.

“This is conflicting. Even though Situ An is evil, in a way, he is one who doesn’t believe in fate. Everything he does is to avoid fate.

“But under fate’s arrangement, one of us will die.”

Gao Ming put on his raincoat and walked into the storm.

…

“I know, Song Xue. You need to stop calling me. I’ll be there early tomorrow.” Zhou Sisi looked at Song Xue on the video call helplessly, “You call me four times a day. Even my mom doesn’t do this to urge me to get a boyfriend.”

“You have to be there!” Song Xue then asked, “By the way, Sisi, don’t you think that we’re missing someone in the class?”

“What do you mean? Isn’t everyone in the chat group?” Zhou Sisi kicked away her slippers and lay on the bed.

“Do you remember your deskmate?” Song Xue asked innocently.

“Gao Ming?” Zhou Sisi had a deep impression of Gao Ming because they were two extremes. Gao Ming liked silence, but she preferred liveliness. The teacher arranged for them to sit next to each other.

“Not him. Who was your deskmate during the second semester of year 3?”

“Second semester…” Zhou Sisi racked her brain. A face appeared in her mind, but she couldn’t remember any details.

Zhou Sisi checked everyone’s name in the chat group. She couldn’t match anyone to that face. “Strange. I really can’t remember.”

“It’s alright. I was just asking. Get to bed. Zuo Jun will send the car to get you at 8 am tomorrow.” Song Xue hung up with a smile.

“How can I forget my deskmate?” Zhou Sisi was a kind person, so the teacher often liked to pair her with shy students, hoping that she would help them make friends. “O well.”

Zhou Sisi watched youtube in bed. She laughed and forgot all about this.

Eventually, she got tired and fell asleep. In her dream, the bell rang for recess. Her deskmate took out a black lunchbox and headed upstairs alone. Her deskmate was a strange one. He didn’t like to speak but he was very good at his students. Out of curiosity, Zhou Sisi followed him. She wanted to see his face. She arrived at the roof, but there was no one there. Suddenly, she saw her deskmate at the corner, opening his lunchbox.

“Hey!” Zhou Sisi strode over. When she wanted to tap the boy’s shoulder, she noticed he was not using chopsticks but his hands to dig something out of the box to eat.

Zhou Sisi felt that something was wrong. She silently backed away. However, her deskmate heard her and turned around. His mouth was stained with blood. Zhou Sisi was so scared that she turned and ran. However, she was knocked to the ground by the boy. She tried to struggle.

“No! This is a dream! Wake up!”

Zhou Sisi gritted her teeth. Her throat gurgled as her eyes flew open.

Zhou Sisi kicked the bedspread away. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Then, she saw a bloody face above her head.