Horror Game Designer

If Situ An’s actions at Han De Private School shocked Bai Xiao, then everything he had seen at the old home tanked his impression of the investigation centre. The investigators who participated in the ghost tattoo test were already polluted mentally. Some of them were sent to the headquarters for treatment. However, no one realised that the so-called treatment was to send them for tests and feed them to the ghosts.

Mental treatment required too many resources. This was a lot lighter on the resource exhaustion. However, it was so unfair to the investigators.

The words of the Leader of Team Four Security Team echoed in Bai Xiao’s ears. The investigators were just cannon fodder. For the headquarters, they were numbers on a chart.

“Is it worth sacrificing yourself for an investigation centre like this?”

Looking at the corpses inside the dresser, negative emotions dominated Bai Xiao’s brain.

“There are many questions in this world that have no answers. Many mistakes cannot be proven. Perhaps the infiltration of the shadow world is not a bad thing. After all, I’m already a monster. When everyone is a monster, no one is a monster. No one will be mistreated.

“No…”

Bai Xiao sliced off the malice that stuck to his legs. He slashed the inside of the dresser wildly. Bai Xiao ran towards the spot where the malice was the thickest. He cut through the bodies taken over by malice unless he could barely stand anymore. He was surrounded by malice. Bai Xiao fought until the last moment. Endless malice entered his body. The seeds of sin took root in his mind.

“I can’t die like this. The sins are still alive. I can’t die!” Bai Xiao’s will was like a white flame, lighting up the corner of the dresser. Malice washed against him like a black sea. Eventually, he felt like he had become part of the malice. He could see every corner of the dresser and the old home outside the dresser.

“That’s right. This is irreversible. You’ve become part of us. You’ve become the ghost you hate the most.”

Despair and pain triggered his mind. The investigators he killed were revived in his heart. The dead faces looked at him, and they peppered him with curses.

“You killed us, and we will always stay in your heart to torture you until the next person comes to replace you.”

The answer was terrifying. Bai Xiao was directed by a mysterious force. He discovered there was still a survivor inside the old home, No. 9.

No. 9 was cowering inside the kitchen cupboard above the ground. He bent his body impressively to fit inside the cupboard. He gritted his teeth. There were video devices and SOS devices strapped on his back. The biggest problem was the band that No. 9 had been hiding from them was not the normal black band but the white band that was unique to the researchers.

“The researcher they sent in here with us is still alive. You’re lucky. You’re not the last. You don’t need to suffer all the pain.”

Sin was spreading. Various cruel thoughts appeared in Bai Xiao’s mind. All the dead investigators looked at him. “Don’t you want to burn him? Strangle him? Or toy with him until he gives up?”

Bai Xiao didn’t like No. 9, but it was not to the stage where he wanted to murder the man.

“Humans are selfish. Once you drag him inside the dresser, you can find freedom. Otherwise, all the malice will enter your body!”

His will was shaken. The weak flame trembled in the darkness. Bai Xiao’s brain almost imploded from the different voices.

“Kill him! Control the malice inside the house! Once you kill him, you will be free from the pain!”

Many voices echoed. When malice was about to extinguish the flame of will, Bai Xiao made a decision. He abandoned himself and voluntarily controlled the tentacles formed by malice to open the dresser doors.

No. 9 was so scared that he forgot to breathe.

Pairs of malicious eyes stared at him. Just as everyone wondered how Bai Xiao would kill him, Bai Xiao changed his target. He used the last bit of his consciousness and slammed the tentacles at the living room door!

“Run!”

An opening appeared in the old home. The living room door was smashed open!

Seeing the exit, No. 9 raced towards it.

“Perhaps No. 9 deserves to die, but you deserve it even more!” Bai Xiao’s will burned. He allowed the malice to pierce his body, but he never surrendered!

The weak flame burst in the dark. No. 9 slowed down as he reached the exit. He stood at the door and turned around to face the dresser.

“I’m so unlucky. Why is there someone like this?” No. 9 extended his hand silently. He wanted to close the living room door. However, as his hand touched the door, it wilted rapidly. All the malice flowed out from his body and gathered towards Bai Xiao inside the dresser.

“Did I reveal some flaws? Shouldn’t you torment me?” No. 9 failed to close the front door. “Humanity is evil. You are no exception! No one is the exception!” No. 9 yelled. He tried to shut the door. Half of his body fell out. The malice from his body flowed back into the dresser.

In the observation room, Jing Tuoshen studied everything silently.

There was a piece of meat cut from a God’s heart hidden inside the old home. God could control malice, so the meat was rife with malice. It was hard to gain its approval. First, one had to survive the malice it carried and maintain a sense of self under the assault of malice. Then, one had to make the kindest choice while struggling in malice. Only through kindness would survival be possible.

This was how the old home started to mutate as more investigators calculated and harmed each other inside the old home. Of course, the investigators were doomed from the start because there was a traitor among them.

The investigator from before was not wrong. The ghost tattoo test would only admit nine people at most. In this test, Bai Xiao was the real No. 9. The No. 9 with the white band was a researcher who was controlled by malice.

A few weeks earlier, the researcher had fallen under the divine corpse’s control and became a disciple of malice after prolonged exposure to it. The number on his back could be changed easily. He even grabbed the number from the dead investigators so that he could trick the test subjects better.

If no one passed the test, the researcher would serve the meat of the divine corpse forever as a servant of malice.