Chapter 382: Stealing Corpse

“Wait!” Before the normal Gao Ming could stop him, the leader of Team One had already entered the door. The recovery of their strength made them confident. “Have those two lost their minds?”

“They have been biding their time. Now that they saw how many benefits you had gained behind the door. Of course, they wouldn’t give up on this opportunity.” The kind Gao Ming shook his head.

“But benefits did I gain?!” The normal Gao Ming felt like he had just escaped death. His conditions were bad.

“Did you not feel it?” The kind Gao Ming looked at him with shock. “Ever since you left the door, your body boiled with energy and radiated a light meat fragrance. The biggest change is your left eye. I shivered from being stared at by you. It’s like my fate is in your hands.” They were talking when the strange man, who had been enshrouded and had been hiding behind Fan Li earlier, suddenly walked over and removed half of his mask. “Can I talk to you in private?”

They entered an empty room. When all of them were inside the room, the strange man removed his cap and mask. He looked just like Gao Ming, but his skin was covered in writing of prayers.

“Were you the second to last Gao Ming who got off the bus?” The normal Gao Ming had a deep impression of this Gao Ming. The station where he got off was very unique.

“On that bus that headed to the past, I remembered many things and met someone very interesting. His name was Lu Zang.” The flesh Gao Ming didn’t have many expressions, but his eyes were gentle.@@@@

“Wasn’t that man constructed from our memory?”

“There is a type of ghost in the shadow world called the Unmentionables. Once we mention him, he will be able to sense it.” The flesh Gao Ming chose to share his secrets with them. “Lu Zang appeared at the station right before the bus entered the tunnel because he did something to our fates. This person cannot be determined by normal mortality. Because of him, we could see the truth, but we also had to suffer unimaginable pain.”

“What did Lu Zang tell you? I saw you strangling him in the end.” The normal Gao Ming captured everything that happened at each station after the tunnel collapsed.

“Wait. I have a question.” The kind Gao Ming interrupted the flesh Gao Ming, “You said we need to unite all the Gao Mings but the painter Gao Ming we met on the bus was clearly not the same as us. He has his own separate memory. He is like a madman with an unassuming shell.”

“I don’t know what’s going on with him.” The flesh Gao Ming smiled sadly, “I’ve said everything I should. This floor is not safe. The monster called Future is coming soon. We need to move.” After their discussion, the flesh Gao Ming put his mask back on. He waved at Fan Li.

“Are you bringing him with us?” The kind Gao Ming hadn’t met Fan Li before.

“He’s someone I’ve picked. He’s very reliable.” The flesh Gao Ming turned to look at the Door of the Future. The leader of Team One and Liu Yi had not come out. The divine patterns on the door turned bloodred. It was like a bloodshot eye. No one knew what was happening to them behind the door. They could only observe that the cracks on the wall were growing. The clocks in the room were affected. The needles started to move strangely as if time was going haywire.

With Fan Li in the lead, the group met up with the rebellious Gao Ming and then were guided by the flesh Gao Ming to move through the different floors.

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With a blade in his hand, Bai Xiao’s eyes never left Gao Ming’s corpse. He saw the man’s heavily tortured body and the mark around his neck, and blood vessels popped in his eyes. He knew Jing Tuoshen’s targets were Gao Ming and Wan Jie. Before he could relay the news, Gao Ming’s corpse was laid before him.

“Bai Xiao, what are you waiting for? The ghost tattoo’s power is returning. Get in position!” Zuo Jun and Yuan Hui led some security members each. They sealed up the 13th floor. In the middle of the 13th floor, Wan Jie carried the figurine covered with drawings. He backed against the door, and his chest rose and fell unevenly.

Not far away from Wan Jie was the red grandma. Her arms were covered in wounds. She glared at Wan Jie viciously, hoping to shred him into pieces.