My Healing Games

Chapter 241 Did Xu Qin kill Number 8?

Chapter 241 Did Xu Qin kill Number Eight?
"Attention player number 0000! Xu Qin's friendship level has increased by one! With perfect understanding and coordination, your relationship has become even closer."

The system notification appeared in Han Fei's mind again; his words seemed to have struck a chord with Xu Qin.

"Sis, you don't think so too, do you?"

After putting away the cleaned knife, Xu Qin glanced at Han Fei's injured arm and whispered two words: "No rush."

Led by Xu Qin, they left the third floor, passed through a series of empty rooms, and arrived at the first floor according to a specific pattern.

Almost all the rooms in this dilapidated old building have been connected, but most of them have been turned into traps, and you could die a horrible death if you're not careful.

"You guys rest here for a while, I'll go find you some food and medicine." Xu Qin turned and went into the kitchen, which seemed to be her base at the Butcher's House.

Just a few minutes later, a rich aroma of meat wafted out of the kitchen.

Han Fei's nose had been tormented by the stench all night, but the fragrance he smelled made him feel like he was in heaven.

“Fresh ingredients taste the best, so I didn’t prepare too much.” Xu Qin walked out of the kitchen carrying an iron basin. Her eyes were bloodshot, her fingers were slender and pale, and her bright red coat was still dripping blood.

If an ordinary person saw her carrying a pot of meat out of the kitchen, their first reaction would definitely be to run away, fearing that they would become the next target in the iron basin.

However, Han Fei's behavior was very heartwarming. He sat at the table very obediently, looking at Xu Qin and the pot of meat, his mouth watering.

With his extremely high luck stat, coupled with the Midnight Butcher's resistance to blood and flesh curses and knife-related curses, Han Fei was able to enjoy Xu Qin's delicacies without restraint.

The thick gravy in the iron basin emitted an irresistible aroma, and Han Fei, using his only remaining right hand, couldn't wait to start eating.

Seeing how much Han Fei enjoyed his food, Ku also licked his lips and curiously took a bite of meat.

He is still a child at heart, but his memories are filled with despair. Now, with Han Fei's help, his childlike side is slowly emerging.

Chewing on the meat prepared by Xu Qin, I was amazed after taking the first bite.

But just as he was about to take his second bite, black curses began to emerge from his thin body, and the meat he had swallowed seemed to come alive, even emitting the roars of wild beasts.

It took a lot of effort, but with Xu Qin's help, the curse was finally removed.

He clutched his stomach and moved far away from the table, watching Han Fei devour his meal with envy in his eyes.

"It turns out that not everyone is qualified to eat the food she cooks."

Looking at the two people chatting and laughing at the dining table, she pulled the little black snake that kept trying to climb onto Han Fei to the side.

Han Fei was genuinely enjoying the food. After successfully changing his profession, his craving for flesh and blood was far stronger than he had imagined.

Fortunately, his Midnight Butcher has a brand new class trait; otherwise, he might have gotten lost while constantly devouring others.

Han Fei ate the entire large bowl of meat. In fact, he had triggered the curse in the middle, and his internal organs felt like they were being punched repeatedly, but he did not show any pain because he did not want Xu Qin to be uncomfortable.

Relying on his resistance to the curse of flesh and blood, and because the curse itself was not strong, Han Fei managed to withstand it all.

After finishing that large bowl of meat, Han Fei's physical injuries not only healed considerably, but his resistance to the blood and flesh curse also increased slightly.

With continued training, Han Fei might be able to create a miracle of immunity to the curse of flesh and blood.

"Sister, is this house yours? How come you own property in Animal Alley?" Han Fei looked at his stomach. Despite eating so much meat, he didn't feel full at all.

“There are many different curses in my consciousness, one of which comes from the depths of Animal Alley. The female chef begged me to kill her and take her away, and in my loss of control, I turned her into part of the curse.” Xu Qin is different from ordinary resentment; she is an aggregate of curses, and her strength cannot be simply measured by the system of resentment.

Han Fei hadn't thought of this at first, but when Xu Qin mentioned it, he remembered that Spider's eighth personality was a female chef. Her personality was second only to the writer in complexity. Before her first murder, she was very kind; after her first murder, her personality underwent a drastic change, transforming from a chef into a butcher.

“This happened a long time ago, before the previous building manager disappeared. After he learned that I had entered Animal Alley, he asked me to find someone.”

Looking for someone?

“That person’s name is Spider. The previous building manager only knew that name and had no other information. I still haven’t found him.” Xu Qin put away the iron basin: “After killing that female chef, I gained some of her power and inherited her room and mask in the building.”

With her fingers gently tapping the pig-face mask on her face, Xu Qin revealed another important piece of information: "There is a number on the back of each mask. I don't know the meaning of the number yet, but many people in the building are collecting masks. It seems that once you collect all the masks, you will discover something."

"What's the number behind your mask?"

"Number eight." Xu Qin didn't hide anything and said it directly.

"It shouldn't be a coincidence. The numbers behind the masks might be the serial numbers of the Spider's different personalities." Han Fei stared at Xu Qin's face, pondering another question: Xu Qin killed the original personality number eight and transformed it into a curse.

If the writer still wants to find redemption in the same way as before, does he need to kill Xu Qin?
"Perhaps I should look at it differently. In reality, the spider killed all the personalities, so he and the butterfly only managed a draw. He knew the butterfly's weakness, but he didn't exploit it effectively. Theoretically, there should be a more perfect solution."

As Han Fei was racking his brains for a solution, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The expressions of the people inside the room changed instantly, as if they had been trained, and they all looked towards the door.

Xu Qin took out a kitchen knife and opened the door.

A child, only eight or nine years old, was standing at the door with a schoolbag on his back.

Normally, a child of this age should already know a lot of things, but the child at the door seems to be mentally challenged and appears to have a congenital brain disease.

He stammered and couldn't express himself for a long time. Perhaps he was too anxious, so he took out the paper and pen he always carried with him from his schoolbag.

A moment later, he handed the finished drawing to Xu Qin. On the yellowed and smelly paper was a doctor holding a pig's face.

After seeing the picture, Xu Qin gestured for Han Fei to stay inside and not move around, while she left with the child.

"The spider's seventh alternate personality is named A-Meng. She stutters, has intellectual disabilities, and likes to draw. All of this matches the child from earlier."

The moment Han Fei saw the child, the corresponding information flashed through his mind: "It is not easy for this child to survive in the butcher's house. He seems to be able to see many things that others cannot."

Looking at the tightly closed door, Han Fei gestured for Ku and Black Snake not to stray too far from him; he had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.

(End of this chapter)

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