Horror Game Designer

With Gao Ming’s hard work, he not only added difficulty to the map but also stress-tested Situ An and the school rules. A real game designer would test everyone equally.

“Gao Ming, why aren’t you saying anything? Is something bothering you?” Zhang Ding waved his hand before his eyes. “I’m trying my best to control the flood. I can keep it stable until nighttime, not more than that.”

“That should be enough…”

Gao Ming looked behind Zhang Ding. With the student council’s help, more neighbours regained their rationality. They became Zhang Ding’s power. Zhang Ding managed to hold on for so long because of them.

“The student council is cleansing the flood. The water ghosts are helping me take back the supermarket. Everyone is doing good.” Zhang Ding did his best in everything. “By the way, the little girl has agreed to join us too.”

“The big ghost in the pool?” This was good news for Gao Ming. The mud and sand rolled to the side. The dying gym teacher had been forced to submit to life. He put on the supermarket employee uniform. Not far away from him was the girl in the red uniform who was growling.

The girl had fish fins and scales. She was bound by tiny knots. In the past, she was the owner of the swimming pool, but suppressed by the flood, she lost her power.

“When the student council first came, they didn’t know about us. They thought the flood was the girl’s doing. They kept cursing her at the poolside, causing her to weaken. Eventually, my neighbours and I managed to bring her back into the supermarket.” Compared to the mad girl student, the ghosts at Zhang Ding’s supermarket were more cunning. “The gym teacher, Zhong Long, is a nice guy. He volunteered to help at the supermarket to fight the flood with us. No one forced him.”

With the student council’s help, the two big ghosts that ignored the rules were tricked by Zhang Ding to join the supermarket.

“It’s their good luck to be able to follow Boss Zhang,” Gao Ming didn’t expect Zhang Ding to be so capable.

“I’m only treating them with sincerity.” Zhang Ding liked to chat with Gao Ming. “By the way, I found some strange things in the activity room.” He and his neighbours pulled a cupboard out of the torrent. The lock on the door had the symbol of the investigation centre.

“Look at the training info.” Zhang Ding opened the lock. The cupboard was filled with reports on students. “The East City Investigation Centre has been selecting suitable students from here and then sending them to the lab building. Compare the before and after pictures. The previously-healthy students came out from the lab building as elders. It appears like their lives have been drained.”

No one expected the flood to happen at the pool. Many important files hadn’t been moved. Therefore, Zhang Ding knew a lot of secrets. “To fight the ghosts in the shadow world, the east city investigation centre has been experimenting on living humans. Ghosts are made from resentment and hatred. They are cruel and violent. The centre wants to use the other extreme and see if they can turn the kind and gentle students of Han De Academy into ‘obedient’ ghosts.”

The gym teacher carried a metal locker in the changing room over. He yanked the door off, and the polluted student ID fell out. All the pictures had been twisted beyond belief. The kids didn’t even look like humans anymore.

“I should have dealt with these, but I couldn’t bring myself to do so. These are their past and evidence of their existence. Therefore, I hid all of them.” The gym teacher worked his giant arms and looked at Gao Ming with a complicated gaze. “Your class looks like it is a class of mad people, but are they all acting to provide a disguise for you, the real madman?”

“My class is very united.” Gao Ming and Zhang Ding gathered beside the death portrait of the flood. Boss Zhang sent all the polluted student ID into the portrait and then handed it to Gao Ming.

“This school looks like it’s filled with ghosts, but each brick is made with a living human.” Zhang Ding was very mature. He saw things very differently. “Zhong Lang said that in the past, every student at this school had a warm soul. They should still be trapped underneath the lab building. If you want to control this school, you have to save those former kids first.”

“I don’t mean to control the school.”

“You don’t need to deny it.” Zhang Ding looked at Gao Ming with encouragement. “I have a strange feeling that you’ll be saving yourself as you save those former students.”

Boss Zhang’s words inspired Gao Ming. He nodded and put the flood portrait away.

“I’ll try my best to cooperate with you when you make your move.” Zhang Ding’s hands morphed into the flood. “I’ll open the way for you with a flood.” At the critical moment, Zhang Ding appeared very reliable.

When he left the activity building, Gao Ming realised that the dark clouds that covered the school had started to glow with bloody lights. The student council and teachers from the centre hurried to the hall. More students were infected by Fear Illness.

“This school is falling apart. The time table might not pass the second day.” Gao Ming didn’t go to the canteen but hurried to the lab building.

Gao Ming pushed open the door to the art classroom. He called the art teacher’s name, but it was Xia Yang who responded to him.

The white chalk drew out a bloody portrait on the blackboard. Xia Yang smiled in the picture, “Who do you need me to kill? Situ An?”

“Where’s the art teacher?”

“I’ve dealt with her the way you would have wanted.” Xia Yang said. The blackboard fell to the ground. The pieced-together art teacher stood in the wall. Her body had been beautified with art. She looked prettier than before, but she also exuded an inexplicable despair and sadness. The art teacher couldn’t move as she looked at her self-portraits drawn on her clothes.

“During the social practical class in the afternoon, I’ll venture deep into the lab building. I might need her help.”

“I will follow your orders because I am you.” Xia Yang’s voice was melodious, but Gao Ming wanted to punch him. Gao Ming didn’t stay but hurried to find Ding Yuan. The chief was worried about Yan Xizhi, who had disappeared.

…

At Hostel No. 6, Liu Yi sat at the student council meeting table. The large office was empty. The other members had departed to help control the hall.

“Where is the 51st student hiding?”

Liu Yi closed her eyes, and the diary entries entered her mind. When she discovered the diary in the infirmary, she ran towards it immediately. She turned the pages to where the entry was closest to the student’s day of death. In just a few minutes, she memorised everything.

“The investigation centre would have already checked the places mentioned in the dairy. I’ve practically searched the entire Hostel Building 6…” Liu Yi took out the class picture. Her finger wandered over her classmates’ faces. “There are only me, Song Xue, Gao Ming, Zuo Jun and the 51st student who are coloured. Why?”

Liu Yi took out her phone and read the message she sent to the 51st student.

Different from the others, Liu Yi didn’t persuade him to come or stay away. Instead, she sent a very strange message, “This is not the first time we’ve experienced this. To stop this tragic circle, one of the parties has to sacrifice themselves.”

“What happened on the bus ten years ago? Why would I tell him these things? How did I get on the bus ten years ago? Plus… this is not my first time experiencing this.” Liu Yi examined every segment.

Her head throbbed from thinking. Suddenly, a pair of chilling hands fell on her shoulders. Yan Xizhi’s adopted daughter, Yan Shaoyu, appeared behind her. “I know who you are looking for. The school rules author is hidden among the students. You can go to the basement of the lab building. There are students whose lives have been taken, stored there.”

…

Wang Jie and Xi San stood at the rooftop of the math building. Not far from them was Qian Junran and a few other students.

“Du Bai has told me everything about the things in your bedroom. You can’t do much on your own. Why not join us?” Qian Junran smiled at Wang Jie. Du Bai stood beside him. “Gao Ming has never returned to the hostel, and he has been challenging the school rules, but he is fine. The rules are on his side.”

“What are you talking about?” Xi San was forced to the corner.

“You oaf, did Daddy Jie and Daddy Ming not tell you the truth?” Qian Junran mocked. “Based on our clues, the 51st student is Zhou Sisi’s deskmate, likes to be alone, superintelligent and doesn’t like group activities. Gao Ming fits all those conditions.”

“Is he that intelligent?” Xi San’s eyes widened. “Do you suspect Gao Ming is the 51st student?”

“Why else would Wang Jie be following him?” Qian Junran crossed his arms. “Crazy murderers like to return to the crime scene to witness the pain of the victims’ family. I’m sure Wang Jie can understand that felling.”

Wang Jie smirked coldly, “I don’t know how to answer you. If Gao Ming is the 51st student, you’ll die horribly to go against him; if he is not, then all of us will lose a powerful ally.”

“What’s wrong? Is this empathy among killers?” Qian Junran said darkly, “During this afternoon’s social practical class, we want to do something. Do not intervene.”

…

Zuo Jun stood in the headmaster’s office with his head lowered. Bai Xiao and a few other investigators who just joined Class 13 stood behind him.

“Chief, that’s the situation now. The bloody tree grew up behind Ji Jie. It has taken over the hall and taken over 500 students hostage.”

Hearing Zuo Jun’s report, Situ An’s consciousness on the monitor became silent.

He had spent twenty years conducting blood sacrifices at Si Sui Apartment to summon the God of Flesh and Blood, but he had failed. Somehow, God had appeared at the school suddenly. What was the logic behind this?

“Are you sure? It has eight branches, the whole tree is made of flesh and blood and there’s an inexplicable meat fragrance in the hall?!” Situ An’s voice came from the monitor. This was the first time Zuo Jun heard Situ An speak in this tone.

“Yes.” Zuo Jun didn’t dare to raise his head. He had failed every mission Situ An had given him.

“It’s fine. Prepare for the social practical class in the afternoon. Help me pay attention to one student.” Situ An’s tone returned to normal.

“Of course.” Zuo Jun bowed.

“His name is Gao Ming. He is very special.”

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