My Healing Games

Chapter 150 Don't eat food given by strangers (Seeking monthly votes)
After thinking about all the hidden quests he had completed in Building 1, Han Fei suddenly realized that it wasn't so hard to understand why hidden maps were being displayed on the street.

Han Fei shook the altar in his hand, hoping to summon a ghost, but there was no sound at all.

Slowly squatting down, Han Fei habitually leaned against the wall beside him and bent over, as if doing so would make him feel safer.

With his teacher's ID card in his pocket, he entered the hidden map the moment he stepped onto the crosswalk across the street. He had no idea what was happening and was now inside the school.

Taking out his teacher's ID card, Han Fei discovered that his own photo had appeared on it at some point, and it was a black and white photo with a distinctly eerie aesthetic.

"I can quit the game at any time, that's my biggest trump card. The most urgent thing is to determine my position."

Not daring to linger in one place, Han Fei quickly calmed down after the initial panic subsided.

The teacher's work ID of the previous building manager seemed to have been tampered with. Han Fei, who was holding this work ID, was directly sent to a certain place after entering the hidden map.

"The old building manager has pinned all his hopes on me, so he definitely wouldn't harm me. Could this work permit send me directly to the place closest to his memory fragments?"

The more Han Fei thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Although the memories of the previous building manager had been shattered, those memories had once belonged to the same person, sharing the same obsessions and goals.

However, all of this is predicated on the fact that the school does indeed possess fragments of the former building manager's memories.

I carefully looked at every item around me: a simple single bed, a wooden table painted yellow, with a sign-in book, a bag of fruit, and a few pens lying on it.

The room was small, with work reports hanging crookedly on the walls, and electric hot pots and hair dryers piled up messily in the corner, all covered in dust.

I opened the drawer, and it was full of unopened thank-you notes.

"I think I'm in the dormitory manager's room. Could the dormitory manager's memory fragments be hidden in the dormitory building?" Han Fei checked the sign-in sheet. What was strange was that it had both girls' and boys' names on it: "The names on the first and second floors are all boys, while the names on the third and fourth floors are all girls. Does this school only have one dormitory building?"

Han Fei had searched for information about Yimin Private College in reality, but he found very little useful information. He only knew that the school used the name of a private college, but in reality, the quality of education was very poor and the management was extremely chaotic.

Without leaving the room rashly, Han Fei's memory was now abnormally good. He looked at the sign-in book several times and roughly memorized the names of the students in each room.

After putting down the sign-in book, he looked at the thank-you notes in the drawer.

"To receive so many thank-you letters, this dormitory manager must be very popular with the students..." Han Fei's expression changed after opening the envelope and seeing the contents.

On a very cute piece of cardstock, someone wrote the words "Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" in red pen.
The person who wrote these words seemed to have used too much force, causing the pen tip to pierce through the letter paper.

The thank-you letter was unsigned, so Han Fei opened several other letters, the curses on the paper becoming increasingly vicious.

"The handwriting is not exactly the same, it seems that these were given to the dormitory manager by different children."

Just by looking at those words, Han Fei could feel the writer's malice: "What exactly did the dormitory supervisor do to them?"

The scene was originally normal, even a little heartwarming, but now Han Fei only felt a chill.

He put the letter back and then looked at the bag of fruit on the table.

Han Fei picked up a banana and examined it repeatedly. He noticed a tiny pinhole on the top of the banana.

He peeled the banana and couldn't see anything wrong, but when he broke off the top part of the banana, he found that someone had stuffed a needle inside!

The needle tip is pointing directly upwards; if someone accidentally bites into it, the needle could pierce their palate.

"That's too cruel."

Feeling a chill run down his spine, Han Fei dared not move. He took the bag of fruit and sat down on the single bed.

But when his hand touched the bed, he immediately stood up.

With a slight frown, Han Fei noticed that the blanket still retained some warmth, indicating that someone had lain on this bed not long ago.

“Normally, the dormitory manager’s office should have spare keys for each dormitory room, but there aren’t any in this room. It seems that someone took the key and went out just now, probably a few minutes ago.”

After calculating the time, Han Fei felt that the other party was likely to return soon.

Han Fei quietly walked to the window and looked outside.

You can see directly into the dark corridor outside through the window of the dormitory manager's room. The corridor is completely empty and feels very oppressive.

"There are staircases on both the left and right sides of the dormitory. At the corner of the left staircase, there seems to be a toilet and a place for students to wash up..."

Han Fei was still observing when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from upstairs.

"Is the dorm supervisor back?"

The footsteps were coming down the stairs on the right, and they were urgent.

Han Fei removed the needle from the banana, then quickly opened the dormitory supervisor's office door and ran towards the stairs on the left.

"The banana was broken open, so the dorm manager must know someone went into the room! It's not safe to hide in the toilet; we need to find a way to leave this building!"

In that critical moment, Han Fei's mind remained remarkably clear.

His plan was perfect, but plans can't keep up with changes. As he entered the left staircase, another set of footsteps sounded in the left corridor.

The two footsteps were quite different. The footsteps on the right side of the stairwell were steady and powerful, as if telling the people inside the building that he was on patrol; the footsteps on the left side were very light, as if he was walking on tiptoe, and could not be heard at all unless you were very close.

Han Fei didn't intend to reveal his presence for the time being, but it was too late to hide in the toilet now. Footsteps were coming from the right in the corridor, getting closer and closer.

With nowhere safe to hide, Han Fei simply hid behind the stairwell door.

Because the dormitory is probably co-ed, wooden security doors have been installed in the hallways of each floor to prevent students from wandering around between different floors.

Footsteps approached. In the pitch black, Han Fei hid behind the door. If someone suddenly opened the door at that moment, both of them would probably be scared half to death.

Holding his breath, Han Fei dared not quit the game in this place, because if he quit, he would just reappear behind the door next time, which was too risky.

The steady footsteps on the right side of the corridor slowly faded away, and the person opened the door to the dormitory manager's office and went inside.

The faint footsteps in the left stairwell grew closer and closer to Han Fei, until they finally disappeared right beside him.

"That person stopped next to me?" Han Fei remained hidden behind the door without moving. After a moment, he heard a boy's voice.

"Strange, didn't the dorm supervisor eat any fruit today?"

(End of this chapter)