Strange Game Designer Chapter 380

Chapter 380 The End of a High Life

Tick, tick...

The moving electronic clock made the time sound. When there was half a minute left before the countdown, the road in front of the bus changed.

The lights came on, no new memory platform appeared, and the bus called the past drove into a dark tunnel.

Gao Ming walked towards the front of the car and tried to communicate with the driver, but the driver said nothing. Ordinary Gao Ming tried various methods, let alone letting the other party reveal some information, he didn't even see the other party's face.

"Where are you going to drive? Talk! Who are you? Why do you appear in my past? In my memory?"

The bus drove silently in the tunnel, like a fish diving into the deep sea.

"Without the platform, we should be almost at the end, right? But what's going on with this tunnel?" Gaoming tried hard to think, but he couldn't figure anything out.

The lights in the car flashed, the electronic clock moved with difficulty, and the speed of the car continued to slow down.

When the hands jumped for the last time, the countdown ended and the bus slowly stopped in the tunnel.

The lights in the cab suddenly turned off, followed by the lights in the carriage. Gao Ming rushed to the end of the bus before all the light disappeared.

He carried the body with the photo on his chest. No matter what, the corpse's life was also high.

Compared to the unknown danger in the dark, his own body is more reassuring.

"We are the only two passengers left in the car." Gaoming rummaged through his schoolbag to see if there was anything useful. He unexpectedly saw the black-and-white photo of the deceased as a gift.

The last two remaining passengers seemed to have a photo of themselves deceased.

"It's so strange." Ordinary Gaoming took out his mobile phone without any signal and looked at the corpse's chest with the help of weak light.

The photos of the corpse were collected by the General Bureau of Investigation with great effort. The contents of the photo are very strange. In the black and white background, Gao Ming is wearing the uniform of the top security officer of the General Bureau of Investigation. His expression is cold and his eyes are indifferent. His whole body is stitched. The traces were as if the body had been broken into pieces and pieced together again.

This posthumous photo exudes a strong curse. If you stare at it for a long time, you will be attracted to the photo.

"Is this me too?"

Some of the black and white photos made Gao Ming feel friendly, and some photos made Gao Ming feel scared. Ordinary Gao Ming didn't want to be like himself in the photos, but he didn't know what would happen in the future.

The lights on the bus have been extinguished, and ordinary Gaoming is carrying his body on his back and walking in the deep tunnel.

"Where is the end point?"

It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see the way he came or the road in front of him. The only thing Gao Ming could rely on was his own body.

He is not very courageous and easily retreats, but whenever he wants to give up, the faces of other high-ranking people will flash in his mind.

He was able to get here because every high-ranking person sacrificed himself. At this moment, other high-ranking people were on the platform bearing the most desperate memories of the past.

Ordinary Gaoming has no choice. He can only move forward and reach the end.

I fell down and got up again and again, hit the wall again and again in the dark, and convinced myself again and again.

He didn't understand why everyone thought so highly of him. Maybe he should get off the train instead of Kind Gao Ming, or just replace someone else.

Dark, dead, and lonely, he began to talk to the corpse, silently counting his heartbeats. Time lost its meaning here. He couldn't remember how long he had been walking. When he raised his hand unintentionally, he found that the tunnel walls were no longer slippery stones, but turned into cold and stiff corpses.

He touched a human face!

"There are people embedded in the walls?"

Stopping in place, he mustered up all his courage to touch the wall again. His fingertips brushed the corpse's eyebrows, nose, and mouth. Gao Ming made an extremely shocking discovery—it seemed to be himself.

He raised the phone with difficulty, Gao Ming wanted to use the weak light of the phone screen to see clearly, but the phone suddenly vibrated. Someone sent him a text message at this time.

"There was no signal just now. Could these text messages be sent by ghosts?"

Turning on his phone in confusion, Gao Ming saw that his classmates in Class 13 were bombarding him with messages in turn. Most of the messages were telling him not to go any further. The road ahead was very dangerous and asked him to get back on the bus quickly.

The descriptions of those messages were extremely realistic. They described the dangers in the darkness and the various anomalies in Gao Ming's life, which made ordinary Gao Ming feel as if he had gone crazy.

Messages came into his eyes one after another. Ordinary Gao Ming became more and more frightened as he read them. There was a ghost hidden deep in the tunnel, and his classmates were waiting for him to go back.

Through text messages, phone calls, and even video invitations, most students were trying to do one thing—get Gao Ming back to the bus.

"Everyone has sent messages... No, why not that Gao Yun? He said that he is also my classmate, but why is he the only one who didn't send a message to persuade me to go back?"

After hesitating for a long time, Fang Gaoming chose to believe in himself. He touched the corpses on the wall and endured various persuasion and "warnings" from his classmates.

After walking for a long time, when ordinary Gaoming felt that he was about to collapse, his hand touched a gap on the wall, and the empty part was just enough for a corpse to be placed.

"There is one missing body? I should also be embedded in the tunnel wall?" He wanted to try to see if he could go in, but his hands and feet couldn't be bent at that angle.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but the body he was carrying suddenly fell down, and an arm was slanted on the wall, as if saying goodbye to him.

After a moment of silence, Gao Ming sighed and placed his body in the empty space.

When the corpse was completely stuck in it, blood vessels sprouted from the black and white photo of its heart. Soon those blood vessels crawled towards other corpses on the wall, and something was torn open!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Like the beating of a drum's heartbeat, a large number of death memories poured into the heart of ordinary Gao Ming. He had too many pasts, and each past was a tragic memory of death!

The dark tunnel seemed unable to withstand the force, and cracks appeared on the wall. Gaoming covered his heart. He dropped his phone and ran forward with all his strength.

The tunnel collapsed behind him, and the darkness and shadows were dispersed. The hearts of ordinary people and countless corpses beat at the same time. He ran faster and faster, and rushed out of the tunnel at the last moment.

The loud rumbling sound echoed throughout the world behind the door. Gaoming stood on the ruins and looked back. On the road he came from, there were one platform after another that emitted light, and that was his life.

The delinquent Gao Ming, who was lying in the mud, looked at him with blood in his mouth.

The dying kind-hearted Gaoming in Lishan Private Hospital looked at the window and finally smiled.

The body of flesh and blood was changing rapidly, and he grabbed Lu Zang's neck.

"Is this where I end? Is this where...everything begins?"

(End of chapter)

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