Strange game designer

Chapter 5 To Our Mortal Love
As a psychological counselor at Henshan Prison for Repeated Offenders, Gao Ming's daily work pressure is very high. Making games is also a way of catharsis for him. He will use all kinds of things he sees, hears, and fantasizes about. Horror things are integrated into the game, and he shares his uneasiness and fear with the players. In this regard, he is also a generous person.

"My biggest dream was to turn all my design ideas into finished games, so that players all over the world can experience the charm of Chinese suspense..."

It is a happy thing to have a dream come true, but Gao Ming never expected that his dream would come true in such a straightforward way.

Carrying a cardboard box filled with game design plans, Gao Ming came to the bathroom and took out a lighter.

The flame burned the hard work of the past, and Gao Ming lit a cigarette with the fire lit by his dream.

After disposing of all the ashes, Gao Ming returned to the office, hoping that Mr. Gou could cooperate with him in deleting the files saved on the studio computer.

Those game design plans that have not yet attracted investment have been deleted smoothly, but a few games have been completed, such as the love game that Night Light Studio discussed in a meeting this morning.

The name of the game is "To Our Mortal Love". Mr. Gou used his connections and worked hard to get it for Night Light Studio.

He attaches great importance to this love game and regards it as a key work in the transformation of Night Light Studio.

"Gao Ming, it doesn't matter if other games are deleted, but this love game won't work." Mr. Gou put down the thermos cup and played the emotional card with a sad face: "Our studio just relies on this game to eat. We have cooperated for several years, and you also Don’t you want to see everyone lose their jobs? I’m over 40 years old this year, I have seniors and juniors, and I’ve signed an agreement with other investors. If this game can’t be made, my whole family will have to live on the streets.”

Gao Ming could understand Mr. Gou, but he still shook his head.Mr. Gou has only signed a business agreement with investors. If this game becomes real, the whole company will sign a gambling agreement with the King of Hell.

Other games allow players to earn money, but his game allows players and producers to earn lives together, and no one can escape.

"How about this." Gao Ming opened the computer page: ""To Our Fading Love" was designed by Otomo as a whole, but I provided him with some murder ideas. Eight of the nine girlfriend lines did not need to be touched. , but the ninth line, which I participated in the creation of, must be deleted."

"To Our Mortal Love" tells the story of a otaku who counterattacks and meets nine different women in his life, including a childhood sweetheart who is seriously ill, a company leader who looks cold but is kind at heart, and the green tea scumbag Li Luxin. Wait, the first eight heroines were all designed by Wei Dayou. Because all the staff of Night Light Studio have never been in love with more than one hand, the plot of this love game is very average.

At that time, Gao Ming felt that the game had no special features, so he suggested to Wei Dayou to add a ninth line - Xuan Wen, the psychological crime serial murderer.

She is a dangerous woman with extremely high EQ and IQ. After her pure and sincere love was deceived, Xuan Wen's love turned into a kind of morbid madness. She always knew where the male protagonist was and monitored him all the time. .

It is precisely because of the addition of the ninth line that the nature of the game has changed, and the love game is heading in the direction of crime and supernatural.

Hearing Gao Ming's request to delete the ninth branch line, Mr. Gou was overjoyed: "No problem, we will delete the ninth branch line and start playing the love game down to earth from today!"

"I'll say it again." Gao Ming reminded: "Don't design so many female protagonists, one is enough. She'd better not have anything to do with the protagonist, and the two of them can live to old age smoothly."

"How can we play a love game without intersection?" Wei Dayou was a little puzzled.

"Nowadays, people mainly focus on Buddhism and casual love when they fall in love. The male protagonist does not even need to have any communication with the outside world." The family games that Gao Ming made before can be very alienated. This kind of love game may also be alienated. Be careful. Get the Ten Thousand Years Ship.

"Okay." Wei Dayou didn't know whether Gao Ming was being angry or he really thought so. He felt that the ninth line was the essence of the entire game. After deleting the ninth line, the entire game became There is no sense of expectation anymore.

Turning on the computer, Wei Dayou was about to modify the ninth game line when the glass door of Night Light's office was suddenly pushed open.

As if he sensed something, the fat cat who had been lazing around in the office all day suddenly meowed, jumped off the table and hid behind the bookcase, his hair standing on end and his body trembling.

"I'm really sorry. It was raining so hard outside that I never got a taxi."

A gentle voice came from the door, and just hearing her talk seemed to make people feel comfortable.

Everyone looked towards the corridor. Standing at the door was a woman whose shoulders were wet from the rain. She was wearing a white shirt and skirt, but even such a simple outfit gave her a different feeling.

Smiling, easy-going and generous, this woman seems not to know that she is very good-looking, or that her delicate appearance is just the most insignificant thing about her.

"It doesn't matter. It's been raining heavily these days. We can understand the special situation." Manager Gou waved his hand and introduced to Gao Ming: "Her name is Xuan Wen, and she is a game designer who has just entered the industry. What a coincidence. It’s the same name as the female character you designed in the game.” Given Night Light Studio’s current situation, it is unable to recruit particularly capable staff.

Standing on the spot, Gao Ming looked at the strange woman not far away. She was dressed simply, but no matter how ordinary clothes were, she could not hide her unique temperament.

Gao Ming, who deals with felons on death row every day, can vaguely feel it. It is the confidence of a hunter and the elegance of a carnivore.

"Xuan Wen?"

"Well, that's good."

"Psychological crime serial killer?"

"Huh?" Xuan Wen was obviously stunned for a moment, and Manager Gou quickly came over to smooth things over and fooled her around with a joke.

Regardless of male or female staff, everyone greeted Xuan Wen warmly. Only Gao Ming and the fat cat were deliberately avoiding her in the studio.

Standing in the farthest corner from Xuan Wen, Gao Ming quietly took out his mobile phone and searched. There was no information about Xuan Wen on the Internet. Then he entered the names of other heroines in "To Our Failing Love".

One trial after another, when Gao Ming found Li Luxin, several news items popped up on the search page.

Two nights ago, Li Luxin died mysteriously in her boyfriend's mansion, suspected of committing suicide.

"The same name? Or...she killed him?" Glancing at Xuan Wen, Gao Ming always felt that Xuan Wen's purpose in coming to Nightlight Game Studio at this time was not simple: "She's not here to find me, is she?"

With his scalp numb, Gao Ming grabbed Wei Dayou and urged him to delete all game plans as soon as possible.

The matter was so important that he had to watch Wei Dayou delete and modify it with his own eyes.

The two of them were busy until the afternoon. All the game plans and ideas provided by Gao Ming in Night Light Studio were deleted, and some that could not be deleted also began to be modified.

Looking at the blank document, Gao Ming felt a little relieved and walked out of the office with a glass of hot water.

The fat cat also slipped out after Gao Ming, moving very fast, showing agility that was completely inconsistent with its size.

"Do you also feel the danger? The little guy is quite smart." Gao Ming came to the public rest area. He deliberately found a secluded place and thought while petting the cat.

People around him left one after another. About 5 minutes later, the fat cat next to him suddenly seemed to be dead and lay motionless on the sofa.

Gao Ming realized something was wrong and stood up immediately. He smelled a special fragrance, which was very light but full of temptation and danger.

Looking back, Xuan Wen stood behind Gao Ming at some point. Her slender fingers gently placed on Gao Ming's shoulders, forcing him to the wall: "Husband, are you pretending not to know me on purpose? "

Hearing Xuan Wen's name, Gao Ming's expression froze. He lost his grip on the disposable paper cup and fell to the ground, with water droplets splashing on the two of them.

"Husband???" Gao Ming's back was pressed against the wall, and the hairs on his hair stood on end. He had never even been in love, how could he become someone else's husband? There was something very wrong with the woman in front of him!
"You want to delete all the games, but everything started three days ago, and the nightmare hidden in your heart has become a reality." Xuan Wen leaned closer, the smile on her face was soft and warm, and her eyes reflected Gao Ming The uneasiness: "Have you forgotten what happened in the tunnel that night?"

Xuan Wen's voice was very low, only Gao Ming and her could hear: "If you need me to help you recall, you can come to my house tonight."

Stretching out her hands to help Gao Ming tidy up his collar, Xuan Wen acted as if she had lived with Gao Ming for a long time.

"You don't have to worry about being in danger, because of those bad women who have thoughts about you." Xuan Wen slowly leaned into Gao Ming's ear: "I have already killed them all."

(End of this chapter)