My Healing Games

Chapter 133 Omens of Death

After taking off his gaming helmet, Han Fei collapsed onto the bed.

In just one night, he went from being a shop assistant to a shop manager, a promotion he himself hadn't expected.

After stretching his stiff body, Han Fei noticed his fingers were trembling slightly, and he clenched his fists in fear.

He survived the night and even took over the convenience store, which seemed like a good result. But if you think back on the whole game, if he had made a mistake in any one step, he would have been doomed.

He risked his life, and in the end, he managed to survive.

"I'm still too weak. I'm only level seven. According to the introduction on the official website of 'Perfect Life,' players will only see a significant improvement in strength after reaching level ten and obtaining their first official profession."

"The shallow world and the deep world should have the same basic rules, except for the hidden profession of Midnight Butcher..."

Han Fei couldn't find any information about this profession on the official website, and he didn't know what the future direction of this profession was or what his career plans were.

In the normal "Perfect Life" game, leveling up in the early stages is very easy. If you are willing to grind, you can reach level 10 in a day.

The first ten levels are designed to familiarize players with the controls and the game world; the game's true charm begins after level ten.

To obtain the career you desire, to experience the life you yearn for, and to seize a beautiful and splendid future—that is the meaning of a perfect life.

However, Han Fei at this moment has not considered any aspirations for life or a bright future; he only thinks about living to see the sun rise the next day.

"There's no use thinking about it so much, it's better to hurry up and upgrade."

Han Fei closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and quickly fell asleep.

Around 8 a.m., Han Fei was woken up by his alarm clock. He quickly washed up and hurried to the film set.

"I signed a revenue-sharing agreement with the production team. If the movie is a big hit, I will receive a large sum of money, and then I won't have to be so nervous anymore."

Han Fei rushed down to the first floor, and before he even stepped out of the stairwell, he saw Li Xue and another policeman in front of him.

"You guys didn't come here looking for me, did you?"

“It’s not convenient here, let’s talk in the police car.” Li Xue grabbed Han Fei’s arm, her expression somewhat serious.

The three arrived at a police car that looked very ordinary. Before Han Fei got in the car, another policeman took out a detection device and scanned Han Fei.

After confirming that Han Fei was not carrying any dangerous items, he politely "borrowed" Han Fei's phone and placed it in a specially made bag that seemed to block signals.

"Get in the car."

Han Fei obediently got into the police car. Li Xue and the other policeman did not get in with him; they simply closed the car door and stood guard outside.

"Is it really that serious?"

For a moment, Han Fei even thought that the black box had been exposed, but no matter how uneasy he felt inside, he didn't show it on his face. This is a basic quality of an actor.

"Han Fei, a survivor of the Bloodstained Night at the Happiness Orphanage, has not engaged in any dangerous behavior since his citizen information was entered into the system. His danger rating is zero." In the back seat of the police car, a policeman in his sixties looked down at his phone screen.

"Who are you?" Han Fei sat down next to the old man and glanced at the old man's phone out of the corner of his eye. The screen did not show the messages the old man had read aloud, but only an image of a butterfly with its wings torn off.

"In the last thirty years, technology has developed rapidly. Things that were once considered miracles are now commonplace in every household. Many people's imaginations can't even keep up with the pace of technological progress. Rapidly developing technology has changed our lives, but it has also brought some troubles. Compared to criminals of the past, today's criminals are much more troublesome. They are more cunning, more dangerous, more vicious, and more evil." The old man put away his phone, looked up at Han Fei. His appearance was very ordinary, the kind you would forget after one glance, but his eyes were very special, like a calm and deep sea.

"Sir, I'm in a hurry to get to filming. Can you be more direct?" Han Fei had a very good impression of the police. They had always cooperated, and his social media accounts had been followed by many official agencies.

"I am Li Xue's teacher. I was hospitalized for a while, so I'm only now getting around to thanking you." The old man sat very relaxed, but at a glance, there was nothing wrong with his posture.

"Because of the human body puzzle pattern? No need to thank me, it's what I should do."

"No," the old man shook his head and said very seriously, "because of the butterfly."

He put away his phone and casually told Han Fei a very secret: "The Citizen Information System classifies criminals into six categories, from A to F, based on their risk rating. Beyond these six levels, there is another category of criminals that the Citizen Information System cannot identify. They are countless times more dangerous, cunning, and difficult to deal with than A-level criminals, but their risk rating in the Citizen Information System has always been zero."

"I always feel like you're implying something about me." Han Fei knew his danger rating was zero.

“Within our police department, we call these kinds of criminals S-class criminals, and some people call them super criminals. Butterfly is a super criminal that we have been tracking for ten years.”

"You've been tracking down the butterfly?"

“Butterflies never kill people themselves. The victims either die at the hands of complete strangers, or die in accidents or by suicide. Many times we can’t even determine whether a person’s death is related to butterflies.” The old man spoke calmly, but his eyes were a little frightening. “The ways in which the victims die are all kinds of strange. Our investigation into butterflies has been progressing slowly until recently when we caught the real culprit who created the human body pattern.”

"Have you found any clues about the butterflies?"

“Meng Chang’an is the only one who has actually come into contact with the butterfly. We have already pried him open up. As we learn more and more information, the butterfly will likely become more and more frantic. At that time, it is very likely that it will come looking for you.” The old man looked into Han Fei’s eyes and stared at him for a long time. “Besides wanting to express my gratitude to you in person, I mainly wanted to remind you today that you should not leave Xinhu recently, and you should not go out alone at night. Also, try not to go near schools and hospitals.”

Why can't we go to those two places?

"According to the information reflected in Meng Chang'an's subconscious brain map, when we mention the appearance and identity information of butterflies, his brain always has a subtle reaction to the professions of teacher and doctor."

"Is it possible that the butterfly is Meng Chang'an's teacher and doctor?" Han Fei offered his guess.

“The subconscious map is only one piece of evidence. We also found that the butterfly on Meng Chang’an is related to another case. That case happened at Yimin Private School in the suburbs. At the time, everyone thought that the child’s death was an accident. It wasn’t until we reinvestigated that we found that the child’s death was foreshadowed.”

"Yimin Private Academy?" Han Fei looked puzzled, as if he were hearing the name for the first time. "What happened at that school?"

(End of this chapter)