My Healing Games

Chapter 129 The Madman!

Han Fei hatched a crazy plan. If it succeeded, he could take over the convenience store. But if he made a mistake at any step, he would suffer a terrible fate.

"Fame and fortune are like a knife's edge, and wealth and honor are sought amidst danger. You're right, we can't miss this opportunity."

Han Fei's eyes narrowed slowly, concealing the dangerous glint deep within his pupils.

"I have a feeling that what you're thinking and what I'm telling you might not be the same thing!" The face on the white wax figure was already distorted; it just wanted to escape the convenience store. "The paper shopkeeper is very dangerous. Just take me away, and we'll get as far away as possible. That's enough! Please don't get any other ideas!"

"I'm just a temporary worker on my first day. What extra thoughts could I possibly have?" Han Fei stared intently at the white candle. "You've been here for a long time. You should know where that woman comes from, right? What kind of place is the 'Dead Building' that she and the manager are going to tonight?"

"The Dead Building is arguably the most dangerous building in this area. It's located next to a hospital two blocks away. The woman in the wedding dress came from the Dead Building; she used to be a resident there." The face in the white wax placed all its hopes on Han Fei and honestly answered his question: "The flesh and blood the woman found for the shopkeeper was brought out from the fourth floor."

"A hospital two blocks away?" Han Fei recalled the map in his mind. The only hospital around here was called Yimin Hospital, and the previous building manager had also marked Yimin Hospital with a red cross.

"You don't think that the shopkeeper is in a hospital two blocks away and can't get back immediately, do you?" The face in the wax was full of helplessness: "If the shopkeeper's physical body is threatened, or is moved or touched, its consciousness will use some special method to return to its physical body. It is very careful and will never easily let its physical body be in danger."

"Is there any way to prevent its consciousness from returning?"

“That depends on how strong its opponent is. If the ghost fighting it can hold back its consciousness and prevent it from being distracted, then it can slow down its return. Another method is to make its consciousness chaotic and insane. When it is in this state, its consciousness cannot clearly perceive its true form.” Bai La felt that talking to Han Fei was extremely dangerous, almost like setting off fireworks in an armory: “If there are no other problems, then let’s hurry up and leave! I promise I can help you alleviate the pain caused by the curse!”

"Was the paper doll shopkeeper not that strong at first?" Han Fei asked Bai La again to confirm this.

"It is a cursed object that has developed its own consciousness, and most of its power has been accumulated little by little."

"The remnants of many shop employees' souls are sealed on the walls of the back alley. Why doesn't the shop manager kill them all?"

“The resentment in the remnant soul can enhance its strength, and the last bit of humanity in the remnant soul can make it more like a human.” Bai La knew that Han Fei would not help it if it did not explain clearly, so it had no choice but to patiently answer Han Fei’s questions: “In other words, the shopkeeper’s consciousness contains the consciousness and humanity of countless remnant souls. Those consciousness and humanity do not belong to it; they were forcibly taken away by it through a cursed contract.”

"To work here, you need to take a photo first, then nail the photo to a paper doll—that's the process of casting a curse! Once the curse is complete, the paper doll shopkeeper can strip you of your humanity at any time." Bai La earnestly advised, "Let's leave quickly while it's still not wary of you! The farther away you are from the cursed object, the weaker the curse's effect will be, which is why the shopkeeper forbids employees from leaving the store!"

"It seems to be just as I thought. The store manager's consciousness has merged with the humanity of all the employees. As long as I can gather all the employees to resist together, I can have a certain impact on the store manager. Normally, this impact might not mean much to the store manager, but in a life-or-death battle, even the slightest distraction will expose its fatal flaw, and might even drive its consciousness into madness." Han Fei's entire plan is to prevent the store manager from returning to its original form, and he needs to buy some time.

"I can't believe this is your first day working here. It's a miracle the manager even hired you." The face in the white wax figure looked somewhat afraid of Han Fei.

"Stop with the nonsense, I'm doing this to help everyone." He picked up the candlestick from the table and walked to the coffin. "How can I determine if the shopkeeper is injured by looking at the paper figure?"

"When the shopkeeper unleashes his full power, the blood-red paper figure will drain the blood from the corpses in the coffin, and black characters will emerge from its body." Bai La had given up struggling and decided to follow Han Fei to the bitter end.

"Then you stay here and watch over it." Han Fei placed the candlestick on the coffin lid and ran into the staff preparation room alone.

Hey! Don't leave me here!

"Do ghosts fear coffins?" Han Fei replied perfunctorily, then tore down all the photos from the wall of the staff preparation room.

He took the photos to the back alley and looked at the uneasy remnants of souls on the wall. He first described the current situation inside the convenience store.

When these imprisoned convenience store employees learned that the store manager was no longer in the store, and when they knew that the store manager might be seriously injured, some of them began to stir.

"Esteemed seniors, these photos are the contracts you once signed."

“If the store manager really wanted to run this store properly, I wouldn’t say a word. But as you’ve all seen, it’s using coercion and bribery, casting spells on our bodies, stripping us of our humanity, and imprisoning us against the walls!”

"It has squeezed all the value out of us, and it still won't let us go!"

"They've gone too far; everything we have has become a bargaining chip in the store manager's hands to threaten us!"

"Are you really willing to endure this forever? Are you really willing to be tortured to the point of your soul being destroyed?"

Han Fei's emotions grew stronger and stronger, his voice became more and more powerful, and every word he spoke was so firm.

"This can't go on any longer, it really can't. Tonight is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we'll make it pay the price!"

Han Fei clenched one fist, while gently placing the other hand on the wall: "My strength alone is limited, but if we can unite, we should be able to seize an opportunity."

"Whether you continue to be trapped in the walls and endure torture and pain, or fight back like a moth drawn to a flame, the choice is yours."

"I will not force you to make a choice. I will walk in front of you, even if I am the only one, I will stand up without hesitation tonight!"

A few seconds later, Han Fei suddenly felt his arm become heavier. He turned his head and saw that several hands, which were about to disappear, were reaching out from the wall.

They cannot completely leave the wall; extending their arms is already their limit.

Han Fei was surprised to see so many people supporting him; he hadn't expected the shopkeeper to have harmed so many ghosts.

"I will not betray everyone's trust."

Standing in the back alley, Han Fei revealed his plan.

He had made arrangements with the remaining souls of all the staff members, and that as long as he gave the order, each of those insignificant remaining souls would do their last bit of strength to resist the paper figures.

After discussing the matter, Han Fei returned to the convenience store's warehouse.

He stuffed the white candle into his pocket, then placed all the containers against the wall, clearing a path.

"What are you going to do?"

"Is this coffin heavy? It looks much smaller than a normal coffin." Han Fei began to move his arms.

"Why are you asking this? Friend, what do you want?"

"The more powerful the cursed item, the stronger the curse it emits, and direct contact may have an effect." Han Fei took a deep breath, then walked out of the warehouse and pushed the outer shelves to both sides.

After everything was prepared, Han Fei stood next to the coffin, his eyes fixed on the paper figure.

Time ticked by, and Han Fei was sweating with tension. Around 3 a.m., cracks suddenly appeared on the paper figure in the coffin, and it began to frantically absorb the blood from the corpse inside!
As blood was injected, black names began to appear on its body!
"Now!" Han Fei kicked open the door of the garbage disposal room and shouted into the back alley.

One after another, fragmented souls roared, and the cries of the dead could be heard throughout the entire street!

The paper figure in the coffin was gathering its strength for a crucial moment when it suddenly seemed to lose control. More and more cracks appeared on its body, and the smile on its face disappeared completely, turning into an extremely ferocious expression.

"The time has come!"

Han Fei closed the coffin lid and used all his strength to carry the coffin on his back.

His spine creaked from the pressure, and Han Fei's expression was completely distorted. Carrying the coffin containing the blood-red paper figure on his back, he desperately rushed out of the convenience store!
"Get out of my way!"

He smashed the glass door of the convenience store, the soul bells jingling wildly. Without stopping for a moment, under the astonished gazes of countless vengeful ghosts, Han Fei carried the coffin across the road!

No one with any obsession would dare to stop such a crazy person! I've never even seen one like it!
"Oh!"

The iron gate of Xingfu Community was smashed open, and Han Fei, carrying the coffin, headed straight for Building No. 1!

(End of this chapter)