Strange game designer.

Chapter 628: Yin Hour, Five Hours, All Things Resurrect

This world seems to always be repeating something: death, fate, tragedy.

As Gao Ming listened to Fu Shu's description, he even began to suspect that everything he had experienced was a false and repetitive dream, and perhaps he had really died at some point.

You truly die when the first cycle begins, and all the rest of your rebirths are just obsessions and fantasies.

"Number 2 is hidden in that place. It is said that there is the most secret of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical there." Fu Shu had not yet noticed Gao Ming's strange state. With hatred towards the top management of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, he said grimly, "It is difficult to get to that room between existence and non-existence, but I happen to know a way."

"Do you know how to get to that room?"

"Through the nightmares in people's hearts, we can find the only door on the edge of reality. To put it more simply, the way to that room is hidden in the dreams of several senior executives of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical." Fu Shu tried his best to recall: "I'm not sure who it is, but I can give you a few potential names - Du Jing, Zero, Li Xinchen, Tang Ling, Wanjie."

"Du Jing is a friend of my grandfather. She is also the oldest person publicly known in Xinhu. No one knows exactly how long she has lived. She seems to be cooperating with experiments in a level 5 laboratory now."

"Zero is not just a number in Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. The number of the savior experiment was Zero. After all the saviors entered the deep world, this number was stolen. No one knows what kind of face is under this number now. The sad thing is that most people in the company think that the current Zero is the Zero who saved Xinhu before."

"As for Li Xinchen," Fu Shu gnashed his teeth in hatred. "That guy used to be my assistant and the person I trusted the most. Later, he defected to Zero and launched a purge within the company, massacring all forbidden players and completely ruining the Perfect Life game."

"Tang Ling is not a senior executive of the company. She is a crazy experimenter who has conducted various inhumane experiments. It is said that she has a lot to do with the imprisonment of No. 2." Fu Shu reminded: "In recent years, she has also been thinking of various ways to hunt down taboo players. In her eyes, every taboo player is a good material for mental experiments. The prey she targets will have a miserable end. She is also involved in the Hanhai Project. In short, this woman is very dangerous!"

Gao Ming didn't react much to the first three people, but when it came to Tang Ling, Gao Ming's eyes changed.

In the secret room of the Magic City Lunatic Asylum, Gao Ming heard No. 2 on the intercom say that Tang Ling was one of theirs and that he could trust her completely, but the Tang Ling described by Fu Shu was completely different.

Is this Tang Ling's disguise? Or has Number Two also been deceived by Tang Ling?
There was no sound from the walkie-talkie in his pocket. Ever since the Flesh and Blood Immortal became a Dream Ghost, the walkie-talkie had completely lost its function.

"There's something fishy."

Fu Shu was not very good at reading people's expressions. He was a pure technical talent, so he continued to explain to Gao Ming: "Wan Jie is a veteran of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. He has participated in many important experiments. He also underwent the same immortality transformation as Du Jing, but the effect was not ideal. Later, he became one of the three persons in charge of the Hanhai Project. I can't tell whether this person is good or bad. You can kidnap all his adopted children and force some information out of them."

Zhang Mingli, who was standing by, sighed even louder when he heard Fu Shu giving Gao Ming this suggestion.

"Oh, there's one more person who needs attention." Fu Shu seemed to suddenly remember something: "After I was imprisoned in Zhemeng Town, a female doctor from Yongsheng Pharmaceutical came to see me. At that time, I didn't know her position, so I didn't say anything. The female doctor's name was Xuan Wen."

"Xuan Wen?" Gao Ming straightened up from his chair. "It's impossible for ordinary people to enter Zhemeng Town, let alone find me and talk to me." Fu Shu didn't quite understand: "I can't see through that female doctor."

"The door leading to prison room number two is hidden in the hearts and dreams of these people?" Gao Ming didn't expect that Xuan Wen was also on Fu Shu's list.

"It's almost certain. I know about the medicine for immortality. The most precious things are either hidden in the mind, in dreams, or buried deep in the heart."

"Okay." Gao Ming now has another reason to find No. 2. Finding No. 2 is equivalent to finding the home mentioned in his birthday photo. Maybe he can also meet his father and mother: "The night is long and dreams are many, so let's start."

After walking down the bloody stairs, Gao Ming came to Zhang Mingli and said, "Teacher Zhang, please do as you please."

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals has set up a lot of things on me. I won't leave until they are all cleared." Zhang Mingli began to recover the curse he had spread into Zhemeng Town. "Gao Ming, killing is not the only way to solve problems. If one day you want to turn Xinhu into another Zhemeng Town, we may become enemies."

"Do I look like the kind of person who kills innocent people?" Gao Ming and Zhang Mingli passed each other, and the power of flesh and blood ghosts began to return to the Xingwu. All kinds of ghosts in the vast sea merged into the flesh and blood. Those blood-colored buildings also changed shape under the special ability of the dream ghost, step by step restoring the Zhemeng Town to its appearance before the Nine-Layered Spiritual Temple appeared.

The door of the torture chamber was pushed open, revealing familiar figures bathed in blood and despair, and there were still many surviving townspeople.

Gao Ming did not treat them as consumables like the Jiujiu Lingguan did. He stopped after obtaining enough power to become dream ghosts.

The townspeople who crawled out of the blood all regained consciousness. Not only did their wounds heal, but their strength also seemed to have improved a lot. They walked on the streets, looking at the rapidly changing buildings around them, and returned to their original life trajectory, but this time they no longer had to worry about evil spirits and disasters. Zhemeng Town had a new order.

The big river outside the town flows slowly, and crops and trees grow on the cracked land. It looks full of vitality on the surface, but when you get closer you can smell a faint meaty aroma.

More and more townspeople who had not been drained dry by the spiritual temple walked out of the execution house. The last gong sounded, and a wisp of incense smoke drifted away. An old man with three incense sticks on his neck appeared with a hunched back, holding a gong, a clapper and a water clock.

The old night watchman had no head, but everyone could sense a sense of relief and helplessness from him. He walked towards the brand new Zhemeng Town with unsteady steps.

A very few "useful gods" were not killed, but they entered the torture chamber and were entangled with the cause and effect of the high destiny, and were no longer wandering gods from then on.

The gong was struck again, and the old night watchman walked in the brand new Zhemeng Town, with an old and deep voice coming from his abdomen.

"At the fifth watch of the morning, the long night is about to end and all things come back to life."

(End of this chapter)