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

Gao Ming no longer let his mind wander; he stretched out his hand and patted the only supporting pillar within the room; it was like a living person's spine, from top to bottom, piercing through the roof and the floor.


Gao Ming's action startled the human face on the wooden pillar, but it was fixed in place and couldn't escape, it could only look at Gao Ming with a bitter and sincere expression.


There was no wind inside the room, yet the stove ash scattered by itself, revealing new words, which seemed to be the only way the homeowner could communicate with Gao Ming.


"My friend, the Zhu Ling Temple I built is made with my internal organs as a sacrifice and my flesh and bones as the foundation. I gave up everything I was born with just to create a place where everyone could find shelter from disasters. Those who choose other Transformation Techniques might harbor ill intentions, but every tester who builds the Zhu Ling Temple must be truly fearless."


Chapter 546 Anything Goes