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 Blood City Ghost Pattern crawled out from beneath the skin. With every heartbeat, Gao Ming's body would change a little. When the blood pattern covered his entire body, he was no longer a human in the conventional sense.


At this moment, he was the Dream Ghost.


The scent of flesh filled the air. Gao Ming moved swiftly in the shadows. Anyone who met his gaze would fall into a dream illusion. Compared to the Ferocious God, the Dream Ghost's abilities were somewhat weaker, but in reality, they were extremely useful.


He entered the boarding bridge. No one in this massive sea fortress noticed Gao Ming's arrival.


Dust floated, the anchor chain was retracted, and in a dead silence, the cruise ship slowly left Sky Bay, sailing towards the open sea.


Chapter 660: The Hold