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

Tang Hu felt wronged. In his heart, he loathed Gao Ming to his core—the guy never had good intentions from the start!


"Who gives a death list to a child as a longevity gift?!"


At this moment, Gao Ming and Tang Hu had similar thoughts, both shocked. Gao Ming also felt a chill of fear; he now understood why Wan Min had warned him like that, Zhang Mingli's task was no different from sending someone to their death.


"Is Zhang Mingli trying to deliberately kill me? What did he figure out, or does he have his own arrangement?" Gao Ming squinted as he covertly glanced at the longevity hall.


Tang Hu, his limbs twisted and his body nearly bursting, used his last bit of strength to turn his head. He was too wronged. He wanted to call out Gao Ming's name, to drag Gao Ming down with him, but when his head had turned halfway, his body completely burst open.


Chapter 555 Great Chaos