Horror Game Designer Chapter 57: Butcher

Blood splattered on the many figurines. Granny Shen’s headless body fell in the middle of the talismans.

“If it’s not in my destiny, I’ll grab it myself.” Situ An stood before the old lady’s body as the figurines stared at him. Situ An wiped away the blood on his knife, and black words appeared on his body. “For the six investigators from the east city, they lasted for an average of seventeen hours after eating the meat. The stronger their will, the longer they lasted.”

“Once you die, your body will be mine.” The strange man’s voice said.

“Since I left the basement, you’ve tried to take over my body seven times already. Have you succeeded even once?” Situ An stepped on the talismans. He didn’t chase after Gao Ming but returned to the basement. His target was Yan Hua.

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After a nineteen-minute torture, Gao Ming left with a wounded body. At first, he could barely walk, but as time passed, each pump of his heart injected energy into his body. The wounds were healing but more black characters appeared on his body as well.

“The heart of flesh is different from normal meat.” The meat inside the building was desire. Eating it was like conducting a trade with the God of Flesh and Blood. If the living paid everything, they could gain the power to fight ghosts for a short period of time. The heart was the vessel of God. Eating it didn’t mean a trade but more like a substitution of vessel.

Various voices appeared in Gao Ming’s mind. There were prayers, pleas and just pure screams. The sounds echoed around Si Sui Apartments and also within his mind. It was like his brain was uniting with the apartment.

“I remember Xuan Wen said that when she was born, she also heard many voices…”

The fragmented sounds tore at Gao Ming’s will. This was the most unique thing about the God of Flesh and Blood. It could melt memory into the blood and, through mutation of the blood, manifest one’s hidden desire.

Gao Ming didn’t look like he had changed on the surface, but his heart was fully different from before. Everything related to death became connected to him. Strange brands appeared. His heart was turning into the Evil Ghost’s torture room. The pain, death and ghost he had encountered became the torture devices.

Gao Ming came back to Building A. He shouted Zhao Xi and Gong Xi’s names on the fourth floor, but there was no response. However, all the red lanterns had turned red.

“Did the weddings turn into funerals?”

Gao Ming had exhausted his death portraits. They started to crack. He didn’t dare to stay and hurried to the 9th floor. Building A’s 9th floor was the ghost market. It was where the tenants gathered. It was a mutated society cultivated by the God of Flesh and Blood. White lanterns hung at the entrance. Paper money littered the ground. The stalls were pushed over. The handcrafted creations were shattered. The mutated humans were all gone. There was no laughter on the street. Only the sound of chanting.

“Where are all the people?”

Gao Ming pushed away the overturned table and followed the chanting into the meat shop. The familiar meat fragrance floated into his nostrils. The cages used to keep the human animals were broken. Gao Ming stepped over the chains and looked deep into the shop. The investigators in uniform either sat or lay inside the largest room. The ceiling of this room was covered in capillaries like the roots of an old tree. All the vessels gathered in the middle as they dangled down. The blood dripped into the pool in the middle of the room. The pool appeared to be connected to the room downstairs. The pool looked deep, but the investigators showed no fear as they walked with wavering steps and jumped into the pool. When they felt pain, they would stop praying and enter the blood pool to exchange their self for satisfaction.

When they crawled out of the pool, one part of them would be missing. In return, they could fish a piece of wonderful meat from the bottom of the pool. However, before they could enjoy the meat, the butcher beside the pool would place the knife on their necks, forcing them to hand over the meat.

After putting away the meat, the butcher kicked away the investigator, who only had his hands left. He turned to look at Gao Ming outside the room.

“Are you new? Did the chief send you over to help?” The butcher’s face had a scary scar. He saw the black words on Gao Ming.

“You are?”

“East City Investigation Centre Huai Men Centre’s Vice Captain Lee Biao,” The butcher pulled back his jacket to reveal the centre uniform underneath. “But I’ll be the main captain soon. The old captain is already a piece of meat.”

“You are part of the centre?!”

“Are you surprised?” Lee Biao studied Gao Ming, “This shop is owned by the centre. The chief has planned everything. You and I only need to follow his orders.”

“Is this how Situ An got all the meat?” Gao Ming thought the butcher’s shops were run by ghosts, but the human animals were kept by ghosts, but the real boss was Situ An all along!

After Situ An became chief, the centre became rotten to the core. Those who didn’t obey him were turned into meat.

“He used the people’s lives in exchange for power from the God of Flesh and Blood. After he got the meat, he turned his remaining subordinates into his blades to deal with the tenants in Building B.” Gao Ming had a new understanding of Situ An. He had no bottom line. He was not even human anymore.

“After killing the Evil Ghost and gaining the heart of flesh, Situ An will turn around to harm the God of Flesh and Blood to get the heart of God.

“The tragedy is coming. He wants to use this opportunity to take over both worlds! This man is more dangerous than the tragedy!”

Gao Ming finally knew where the investigators at East City had disappeared to.

“You should die too!” Gao Ming grabbed the chains and said.

“What is this small sacrifice to gain the power to fight against ghosts?” Lee Biao raised the butcher knife. “They will die anyway. Why not make their deaths more valuable?” Lee Biao charged at Gao Ming. Lee Biao was strong and large. His only weakness was his cowardice. Gao Ming knew he was not Lee Biao’s opponent, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t kill Lee Biao. In the fighting process, Gao Ming had been adjusting his position.

“Do you think you’re immune to everything after you eat the meat?”

Lee Bao cut at Gao Ming again. He was done playing. He was faster than before, but Gao Ming didn’t evade. The knife cut into the flesh. Gao Ming used the chains to bind Lee Biao’s neck. Gao Ming rammed into Lee Biao as the knife cut at him. From the start, Gao Ming had been planning something.

The chains bound the two, and they fell into the blood pool!

Lee Biao wanted to escape, but Gao Ming held him down.

The sound of the God of Flesh and Blood echoed in their minds. The smell of meat came from the water. The pool was shallow, and their bodies soon hit the bottom. Their consciousness kept sinking. Gao Ming’s heart raced. He opened his remaining right eye. There were eight figurines placed in the middle of the pool. Each figurine held a stone heart covered in blood capillaries.

Thick shadows gathered in the middle of the eight figurines. Inside the shadow was a mutating woman. She was fighting the consciousness of the God of Flesh and Blood. The blood around the eight figurines morphed into eight beautiful human faces. They tore at her body.

“Xuan Wen?”