Strange Game Designer
/ Strange Game Designer Chapter 82
Chapter 82 Making up for regrets (fourth update)
After entering the black cellar, Gao Ming encountered a total of four pairs of hands.
The first hand should belong to the blind madman himself. He dragged Gao Ming into the depths of the dark cellar and into his own shadow memory.
The second pair of hands belonged to a couple, who were suspected to be the blind man's biological parents. These hands kept beating him and forcing him to leave.
The third pair of hands is most likely a human trafficker, who may want to turn the blind child into a beggar on the roadside.
The owner of the fourth pair of hands brings a sense of security to the blind man, who seems to have been raised by the last pair of hands.
She cooks for the blind and teaches them various life skills. She probably has no blood relationship with the blind, maybe she is just out of pure kindness.
In this world without sound or color, those hands are like the last straw that a drowning person can grasp.
Would the blind man abandon his hands and turn away at this moment?
Perhaps in the blind man's mind, these hands are the real world.
“There is only the smell of rice in the house, but there is never the smell of potion. She saved the madman and the blind man, but did she give up on herself?”
“Am I going to be left here forever? In this oppressive darkness of despair?”
His face was covered with mud and his hands seemed to have been scratched. Gao Ming lay on the ground and waited for a while, but this time the hands did not appear again.
The other party seemed to want to take her to a place. She walked very slowly, and the odor on her body became stronger.
Can't see her face or hear her voice. Gao Ming can only remember her kindness and the faint smell of her body. Until now, he doesn't even know the other person's name or voice.
He did not leave, but took the initiative to grab the hands and walked towards the dark cellar.
At this time, many people came into the room. Their bodies smelled of sweat, wheatgrass, and cow dung, but there was no odor that Gao Ming was familiar with.
Slowly, Gao Ming found that he, like the blind madman, had become dependent on these hands.
The odor did not appear, which meant that the person standing in the room was not the original person.
Gao Ming thought of a possibility. Some patients with kidney disease cannot discharge waste products normally due to kidney failure. The retained water-soluble poisons will circulate throughout the body with the blood. They will be emitted when she sweats or breathes through her mouth. There is a faint smell of ammonia.
But the hands let go of Gao Ming at this moment, as if she wanted Gao Ming to complete something by himself.
No longer calm in his heart, Gao Ming waved his arms, wanting to share his joy with those hands, but he found that the stench was slowly moving away and getting lighter.
According to what the other party said, it is possible to escape the shadow of the blind man's memory. The trapped investigator will definitely leave quickly when he reaches this point. Gao Ming himself is also very excited, but he knows very well that he is now taking on the role of a blind madman.
“Is this the cellar exit?”
The shoulder was tapped, and the hands were very stern, forcing Gao Ming to speed up his study. The owner of the hands seemed to be worried about something.
The overlapping parts of memory and reality gradually increased, the outline of the black cellar was restored bit by bit, and the stench around him gradually became pungent, but Gao Ming did not dislike it at all.
“What can I do?” In the blind madman's memory, which only consists of smell, Gao Ming seems to be unable to do anything.
After repeating it several times, Gao Ming was able to do everything smoothly. He finally got used to the silent darkness.
Gao Ming wanted to shout, but he couldn't even hear his own voice.
“Her illness may be a little serious.”
Gao Ming had no idea how long he had been in this darkness. He suppressed his despair and put himself into the perspective of a blind madman.
“After her home was robbed, was she the one who found a place for the blind man to stay?”
Three possibilities are available. Gao Ming decided to act according to his heart.
Getting up alone, I looked around and saw darkness and dead silence. It seemed like I was the only one left in the world.
Gao Ming also had a very bad premonition, and he tried to distinguish the faint smell.
While learning to weave bamboo baskets and mats, Gao Ming kept imagining the image of the other party in his mind. This kind man who helped the madman did not appear in the dog cellar case.
Gao Ming thought three times. The first was that he could leave according to the benefactor's instructions. The second was that he would continue to follow the benefactor in the darkness. The third was that the benefactor might be dead. Now it was the blind lunatic's own fantasy. He wanted a Happy ending.
Memory and reality finally began to overlap. Gao Ming vaguely heard the sound of rain, and there seemed to be a little light in the darkness.
Gao Ming could clearly feel that the terrain had changed. They seemed to be walking on a hillside, and then Gao Ming touched the broken bricks at the entrance to the black cellar.
Negative emotions began to appear, and Gao Ming wanted to try to weave a bamboo mat. When he stretched his hand forward, he touched a leg.
The room that was finally familiar to me was badly damaged, and their belongings were also emptied out.
The smell is not strong. It is definitely not corpse odor or body odor. It smells vaguely like ammonia.
The opponent kicked Gao Ming, and Gao Ming fell backwards and bumped into another person.
He tried to catch up, but his shoes were stuck in the mud and he accidentally tripped over something.
"is her!"
Repeated over and over again, whenever Gao Ming falls, those hands will always appear.
“What happened next?”
“Aren't you coming back?”
When the thoughts gradually became extreme, the familiar odor reappeared, and the hands grabbed Gao Ming's wrist.
“Are they other villagers in the village?”
For the blind lunatic, this rope hanging down from heaven will be taken back to heaven at any time.
And this is not the most excessive thing, someone caught Gao Ming, drove him out of the room, and occupied the room belonging to the benefactor.
“Does the blind lunatic want to catch the children in the village to take revenge on the villagers? But judging from his experience, the blind man is not crazy, and he does not have the ability to catch the children in the village.”
The hands let go of Gao Ming, and she gently pushed Gao Ming's shoulders, as if asking Gao Ming to walk back and follow the light and sound.
He became impatient. He thought he had died so many times that he would be able to face everything calmly, but he did not expect that he still underestimated the suffering in the world.
Weaving bamboo baskets and finding various tools at home. The tasks set in this "game" are not to fight and decrypt, but to do things that are easiest for ordinary people to do.
Standing in place for a while, Gao Ming followed the instructions of the hands and touched the stone wall backward. He opened a door and returned to the place where the bamboo mat was being woven. This is the home of the hands, but now he is the only one in the house.
“What can I do? What can a person who has no hearing or vision, and who can't even speak, do now?”
He touched the daily utensils in the dark cellar with his hands. After becoming familiar with everything in the dark cellar, he tried to take care of his seriously ill benefactor.
Those hands taught Gao Ming how to live in darkness and silence, and the stench emanating from the other party gradually became stronger.
These people were fighting over things in the house. They didn't take Gao Ming seriously at all, and would beat Gao Ming if he got in the way.
As long as he smells a faint odor, Gao Ming will feel at ease, because he knows that the hands have not left.
Just because you can't see or hear doesn't mean you can't feel it in your heart.
What Gao Ming is doing now is likely to be a regret that others will want to make up for throughout their lives.
(End of this chapter)
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