I Fix Air-Conditioner

"Doctor, the game I designed seems to have become reality!"
"Isn't that great? People are under such great pressure at work, but you've managed to escape from it all, immersed in the game world, living the life of your dreams."
"But I'm a horror game designer, I've conceived one hundred and twenty-six murder cases, created dozens of murderers with different personalities, and in search of material, I've watched ninety-five thriller movies, read over four hundred horror comics, and collected more than two thousand urban mysterious legends. Now, it seems like they've all become real!"
"So... do you think I look familiar?"

Kaidan Game Designer

The murky blood trickled down the ceiling as rotting corpses knelt in worship, the vigor of life emanating a foul stench, with flowers of organs blooming amidst the flesh forest.


Under Situ An's violent encouragement, the cracks on the headless clay sculpture increased unceasingly, eyes opening one by one within his own body. This madman was on the verge of bodily explosion, yet he continued to crazily exhaust the power of God.


The Future God never truly intended to help Situ An, it just hadn't expected Situ An to go to such lengths: seventeen times tearing his body apart and starting over, the clay sculpture had already expended too much in the attempt to break free from the Soul Locks, and this last time Situ An brought forth a madness akin to mutual destruction, seeming to wish death upon everyone, including both deities and himself.


Chapter 424: You've Discovered It A Bit Late