My Healing Games

Chapter 161 Release Day
The paper figure staggered to its feet. Although it was made of paper, the expression on its face was no different from that of a living person.

An eerie aura filled the room, and the paper figure would turn back to look at Han Fei with each step it took.

Its eyes held both deep longing and intense killing intent.

Ever since the blood-red paper doll appeared, the girls in room 304 have focused their attention on it.

Perhaps it was because she had suffered countless curses and insults during her lifetime that she hated all kinds of curses especially after her death.

An astonishing resentment mingled with the water stains, and screams and cries filled the room. Then, streaks of water shaped like human figures were pulled from the walls by the girl, and they converged into a black river.

The river was icy cold, without a trace of light, and carried a suffocating despair!
It was filled with insults, slander, and arguments; all the misfortunes the girl suffered before her death became the river that drowned her.

The girl slowly sank into the black river, her screams and despair drowned by the water, which then frantically washed away all the filth of the world.

The blood-red paper doll is an F-level cursed object. It can resist the negative emotions in the black river water, but as the river water continues to flow, the layer of blood on its body is slowly fading.

The malice in the paper doll's eyes began to return, and its face, which was exactly the same as Xu Qin's, slowly peeled away and gradually blurred.

As the paper figure and the girl continued to fight, Han Fei's memories began to merge with the paper figure's memories. Those cruel, bizarre scenes that could drive a living person insane repeatedly appeared in Han Fei's mind.

A chill ran through his eyes, and the world in Han Fei's eyes slowly turned blood red.

"Teacher! Your eyes are bleeding!"

Zhang Guanxing was screaming beside him, but Han Fei dared not be distracted at all. For him, controlling an F-level cursed object was still too difficult.

According to the classification, F-rank corresponds to levels 10 to 20, and the blood-red paper doll is a special type of cursed object that is very rare even among F-rank items.

"I must hold on!" Gritting his teeth, Han Fei was experiencing the pain and despair that the cursed creature had once suffered; it was a battle of wills.

The black river surged wildly, but the small, blood-red paper figure stood like a rock on the beach, blocking the way. Apart from the blood on its body fading, it was not seriously damaged.

Inside dormitory 304, what appears to be a fierce battle between girls and blood-red paper figures is actually Han Fei fighting for his life against the memories of the blood-red paper figures.

The memories of cursed creatures are like venomous knives to the living; they can easily affect someone if they're not careful, and can even distort their own memories and personality.

With blood streaming from his eyes and the screams of ghosts echoing in his mind, Han Fei finally heard the notification sound indicating that the mission was complete just as he was about to reach his limit.

"Attention Player 0000! You have successfully completed the G-level hidden quest – Midnight Knock. You have received the basic reward of one free skill point and the additional reward for the hidden quest – Shu Mengting's Diary."

"Shu Mengting's Diary: It records Shu Mengting's secrets. If used properly, it can greatly increase her friendliness."

"Two school ghost stories have been successfully completed, and the F-level hidden mission Jin Sheng's school ghost story has reached two-sevenths completion."

Upon hearing the voice in his mind, Han Fei immediately turned around: "Guanxing! Open the door and get ready to run! I can't hold on any longer!"

Zhang Guanxing opened the dormitory door, but to his surprise, there was a ghost face outside the room.

That was another girl living in this dormitory. Her body was twisted up, and she looked terrifying.

"You run first!" Han Fei shouted, and he used the dark shadow wrapped around his arm to block the ghost face.

"Let's go together!" Zhang Guanxing said, clutching the black jar, almost crying with anxiety.

"Go back to your dorm and wait for me. Don't wander off!" Han Fei also left the dorm. He began to use himself as bait to lure Shu Mengting and the female ghost outside the door.

Zhang Guanxing saw what Han Fei was planning to do, and without any hesitation, he immediately said, "Teacher! I'll go with you! I can help you!"

In a life-or-death moment, this petty thug chose to uphold loyalty, his eyes red as he tried to protect Han Fei's back.

"Let's go!" Han Fei never expected that a scene so often seen in movies would actually happen to him. He really couldn't hold on any longer: "Hurry up and go!"

Enraged, Han Fei kicked Zhang Guanxing to the relatively safer side of the corridor.

"go!"

His body was kicked away. Zhang Guanxing looked at Han Fei, who was attracting two evil spirits by himself. He looked at the blood and tears left on Han Fei's face and his face contorted with pain. His heart felt like it was being squeezed.

His father, who only knew how to drink, had never protected him like this!

"teacher……"

The tattoo of hatred on his arm had faded considerably. Zhang Guanxing gritted his teeth, then grabbed the black jar and ran downstairs.

At the same time, the system's voice appeared in Han Fei's mind again.

"Attention Player 0000! Your friendship level with Zhang Guanxing (Wild Dog) has increased by 40! You have gained Zhang Guanxing's trust!"

Seeing Zhang Guanxing run away, Han Fei manipulated the paper figure to slowly approach him, fighting and retreating at the same time.

When the paper figure was not far from him, he grabbed the blood-red paper figure, put it back into his inventory, and then summoned the shadowy figure back and started running towards the toilet on the third floor.

Han Fei ran for his life, and before he could even get into the restroom, Shu Mengting had already caught up with him.

He had no choice but to let the shadowy figure Xu Qin had raised hide in the toilet, while he logged out of the game on the third-floor corridor.

The blood-red world slowly solidified, and Han Fei's consciousness instantly detached.

Even after removing the heavy gaming helmet, Han Fei's heart was still pounding. He collapsed onto the bed, greedily inhaling the fresh air.

"It feels good to be alive."

Han Fei had never longed to live so much. He had a reason to see the sun rise tomorrow, because his first starring film would be released tomorrow.

"Someone like me actually looks forward to a new day."

Han Fei set an alarm, tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep after a long time.

Around noon, Director Jiang called, worried that Han Fei might forget to attend the gathering, and gave him a few extra instructions.

For Han Fei to receive repeated reminders from the director to attend the dinner party, he's truly a rare find.

After a quick wash, Han Fei ordered takeout, then turned on his computer and began searching for information related to Yimin Private Academy.

The more he learned about the school, the more curious he became. He wanted to predict what kind of strange tales he would encounter next, so he could be mentally prepared.

"There's very little information online, but this school is definitely worth exploring further. I feel it has a strong connection to butterflies."

The butterfly's primary target is its offspring, from Xiao Ba to Jin Sheng. Han Fei believed that the butterfly spreads malice everywhere in order to create a child that satisfies it.

Han Fei is not yet clear on what constitutes a satisfactory standard, but he feels he is very close to the truth.

Case information was posted on the wall. Han Fei hadn't thrown away the various materials about the human body puzzle pattern; he had organized them and put them in a cardboard box.

"Why does it feel like a police archives?"

After shaking his head and dealing with these matters, Han Fei began to study various things again.

Criminal psychology, education, talent management, urban construction, etc.—judging from the books he's read, he doesn't seem like an actor at all.

At six o'clock in the evening, when Director Jiang called for the third time to urge him, Han Fei changed into a new set of clothes and then walked out of the room.

(End of this chapter)