Horror Game Designer

"Eighteen..." Gao Ming was twenty-six this year, the number of candles was wrong.,He got off the bus with his luggage and heard someone talking ahead, so he quietly followed them.,He glanced back at the bedroom. He figured clearing a game should have some reward, but Gao Ming didn't dare go get it himself. He found some bandages and wrapped them around his leg, making it look like he was injured. Carrying a garbage bag, he opened the security door.。