Strange game designer.

Chapter 814 High Fate's Game Experience

With his hidden memories returning, Bai Xian's facial expressions became more varied. Uploading memories was like tearing his life apart. To avoid being noticed, he never acted again after undergoing surgery.

When Bai Xian was wheeled out of the operating room, his gaze toward Zhang Mingli was completely different from before—respectful, grateful, and excited. He knew how much torture Zhang Mingli had suffered after being captured by Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, and he was also very clear about how important what Zhang Mingli was about to do was to the entire new Shanghai.

"I've been waiting for this day."

"Everyone is dead, and I want to die too, but I have to live."

Bai Xian, dragging his weak body, gestured to Gao Ming and Zhang Mingli to take him away. They got into a car and arrived at a long-abandoned street in the old town.

"Most of Huang Ying's memories are related to the savior, while the information I have is related to the black box. Later, the savior lost contact, and people slowly forgot about him. On the contrary, the memories in my mind became more important." Bai Xian walked on the dilapidated street with his cane. It seemed that this place used to be a second-hand market.

"Black box? What is that?" Gao Ming had seen Li Sansi's black box in the dark shrine, and he also saw the New Shanghai Smart Brain in the basement of the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical Building—a huge black square box. They both seemed to be imitating something.

“I can’t describe it to you because I’ve never seen it myself. I only know that the Savior only became extraordinary after obtaining the Black Box, and the place where he obtained the Black Box is on this street.” Bai Xian pushed open a wooden door that was burned down to only half its original size. Inside, the shelves were full of burnt second-hand game devices.

Prying aside the floorboards and camouflage, and turning on his phone's flashlight, Bai Xian pointed to the dark room that appeared beneath their feet: "The game helmet that the Savior used was placed here, as if to commemorate someone. I don't know the person's name, but I heard the Savior say that person was the creator of the Forbidden Game."

Upon entering the underground, petals infused with the ghostly patterns of the Blood City of the Vast Ocean fluttered as if blown by a non-existent wind. Gao Ming looked in the direction of the wind and saw a very ordinary first-generation game helmet in the dark room. It was bulky, unattractive, and had long been obsolete in the market. There were also dark stains resembling bloodstains at the back of the neck.

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals has been looking for this helmet. A large part of the reason they are hunting down Huang Ying is that Huang Ying told everyone that the Savior's legacy is all with him."

Before Gao Ming became the Lord of Blood City, if Bai Xian had told him about the helmet, Zero might have arrived when Bai Xian said those words. But now it's different; Gao Ming has already disrupted the surrounding dream and reality, so no one can sense them.

"Can this thing still start normally?"

"It should be fine. If not, there are a few backup sets of equipment nearby." Bai Xian turned on the power in the room, and the lights illuminated the dark room. A silent film was playing on the projector, but the main character was erased, and the center of the screen was a blur.

"Was that savior once an actor?" Gao Ming stared intently at the silent film, petals fluttering in the Blood City tattoo. Now, he was the only one in the world who could understand what the people in the painting were acting out.

"I don't remember." Upon hearing Gao Ming's words, tears inexplicably welled up in Bai Xian's eyes, and he shook his head.

"What the hell are you crying for?" Zhang Mingli jumped into the game pod next to him: "It's like you're sending us both away."

The indicator light came on, and Gao Ming picked up the old game helmet, feeling the cause and effect it carried, and used dreams to transform it.

The helmet in Gao Ming's hands grew heavier and heavier, and he felt as if he was holding not a helmet, but one severed head after another.

They merge together, pouring their most desperate memories into the same goal. Their faces are blurred, the threads of fate they were bound to have long since broken. There is no trace of them in the deeper world, and no one in reality remembers them. These guys are willing to be erased from everything by fate just to accomplish one thing.

"Black box?"

The moment the answer flashed through Gao Ming's mind, all the heads conjured in his dreams were forcibly dispersed by some force.

Destiny attacked Gao Ming in some unknown way, but it couldn't find Gao Ming's threads of fate, so it couldn't harm him for the time being. But at this moment, Gao Ming truly felt that Destiny was omnipresent, watching him all the time. "It seems that other Blood Cities don't have this black box. Xin Hu is indeed quite special."

After greeting Bai Xian, Gao Ming's dream completely enveloped and concealed the place, and then he put on that tattered game helmet.

The connection was reconnected, and the view began to change. Just when Gao Ming thought he would successfully log into the game, everything in front of him suddenly turned blood red. The supposedly soothing and beautiful game login sound effects stopped, and a cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Biological file upload failed, memory file upload failed, neural connection failed, primary administrator account cannot be reactivated, backup administrator account secondary privileges enabled. Warning! Enabling secondary privileges carries risks! Warning! Enabling secondary privileges carries risks!"

"What risk could be more dangerous than mine?" Ignoring the warnings, Gao Ming chose to forcefully activate the system.

The blood-red world was invaded by the ghostly markings and dream marks on Gao Ming's body. The dense patterns instantly covered the surroundings, tearing open a gap.

"Perfect Life is... relaxing, healing... heartwarming, we, we, we... are all dead... all dead, all dead, all dead!"

Because of the forced intrusion, Gao Ming seemed to have entered a completely new mode that even the Savior hadn't unlocked. The mechanical synthesized voice was stuck at a certain point, repeating in his mind. He restrained his aura and looked around. There was no warm and bright sunlight, nor a casual and cute art style, only broken darkness and blood.

"This helmet..."

Gao Ming discovers that he has not logged into the Forbidden Game of Perfect Life, and that the helmet used by the savior can directly enter the New Blood City in the Deep World!
"It seems I've gotten separated from Zhang Mingli."

The dilapidated living room contained an old sofa that could seat eight people. A door number was engraved on the door panel, but it was no longer legible. The most interesting thing was an empty flowerpot lying on the windowsill, as if the previous residents had planned to grow flowers here.

"Planting flowers in the deep world?"

Gao Ming opened the window and looked outside. His room was on the fourth floor. The community wasn't very big, and the name of the community, Happiness, could still be vaguely seen at the entrance.

"Where did I come from? Is this the New Blood City of Shanghai? But why don't I sense any other indescribable aura?"

The cassette tape sound in his head took a long time to return, its eerie tone intermittently prompting Gao Ming.

"ID...unknown, secondary permissions incomplete, information retrieval, character data created... creation failed, re-searching..."

"New player task issued, please select one."

Beginner's Quest 1: Taking a Bath

Beginner Task 2: Watch TV

Newbie Task 3: Sleep
Hearing that strange prompt, Gao Ming felt bewildered. What kind of toddler game would make bathing and sleeping a beginner's task?

"You want me to do this? Are you kidding me? Our Blood City of the Vast Ocean is..."

(End of this chapter)