Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
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Horror Game Designer Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle

Gao Ming treated the faceless figurine inside the mirror as a horror story; the ironic thing was the figurine treated Gao Ming as a horror story. The two horrors stared at each other, not knowing what the other was thinking.

The faceless figurine represented the dead Gods in the shadow world. They once lived in their own assigned rules. They might appear to be the villains, but no one followed the rules more than they did. Gao Ming represented a new force. His goal was to kill fate and overturn the rules.

“Humans will turn to God during desperation. However, how will they know that the desperation they face is designed by God all along?” The faceless figurine didn’t underestimate Gao Ming. It had experienced the horror of the God of Flesh and Blood at the Li San Hospital. It treated Gao Ming as an equal.

After surviving so many scary things, Gao Ming completed the swift in identity. He changed from the food served on the table to a guest at the dining table.

Different from the ‘friendly chat’ inside the bathroom, the atmosphere in the activity room was tense. Fan Li’s group saw a lot of ghosts moving through the computer screen, and they panicked.

“I told you we shouldn’t come here!” Youyou screeched. The fear enveloped her. “Is it too late for us to leave now?”

“We need to go!” Brother Lee calculated the time, “We can’t be trapped by them!”

They failed to find the mud figurine, but they fell into a trap. Ou Yang Susu carried Sister Zhang and ran towards the exit, ignoring the latter’s resistance.

The folding door opened. The ghost music came from outside. A ghost with a drawn face poked through the door. The sleeves dripped on the ground. The singing faceless ghost flitted everywhere as its voice sharpened and rose. It almost pierced their eardrums.

“Fuck! Why is she here?”

“I’ll pull her attention, and you need to find an opening to get out!” Fan Li charged at the ghost as he pulled out a knife. He was scared, but everyone forced him to be brave. He had accepted that fate.

“Where is Gao Ming? We need t

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