In the future Gao Ming had seen, Xia Yang and Situ An were two central figures he could not avoid, representing chaotic freedom and orderly evil. But now both their fates were entwined with Gao Ming's.
Taking out his phone, Gao Ming confirmed that communications had returned to normal, then made a call.
The phone was answered barely a second after it began ringing. Xuan Wen's voice came through: "Where are you? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. How many Internal Users does the Deadwater Forum have now?" Internal User was Gao Ming's term for players. Only citizens who had survived an anomaly event could understand certain hints on the forum and become Internal Users.
"We have over fifty registered users, but only about twelve players with real potential."
"The number of forum users may skyrocket over the next few days. Make sure you screen and guide them." Gao Ming sent Xuan Wen several Game Design Plans. These games were roughly as difficult as Level Two Anomaly Events, making them ideal for beginners, but they would be of little use to people like the students of Class Thirteen, who had already seen far worse.
After receiving the files, Xuan Wen noticed that Gao Ming had sent nothing else and instinctively sent him a reaction sticker. "Is that all?"
"How's the game modeled after you coming along?" Gao Ming wanted to use the game to make more people remember Xuan Wen, treating it as a shrine and following the path taken by the ghosts of Xinhu.
"We're still pouring money into development like crazy. I've nearly bled Hanhai's Underground Bank and Black Loan Organization dry." Xuan Wen's words were startling.
"The game itself doesn't need to be too polished. The key is spending money on promotion so more people know about it