My Healing Games

Chapter 347 The Soul Chaser

The old elevator sped upwards, the red numbers on the display screen changing at an abnormally fast pace, as if something was rushing towards it.

The mournful music lingered in my ears, interspersed with faint singing. It seemed as if two different forces were searching for Han Fei.

Having lived in the deep world for so long, Han Fei's senses are now exceptionally sharp. While the numbers on the elevator display screen were still changing, he had already run between the thirteenth and fourteenth floors.

“Compared to the thirteenth floor, the fourteenth floor is more dangerous. Do you dare to stop on the fourteenth floor?” Han Fei returned to the fourteenth floor, and to his surprise, the elevator actually stopped on the fourteenth floor.

The number 14 on the display screen was a bit scary. After flashing a few times, the silver-gray elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.

At the same time, the soul poison on Han Fei's arm began to spread, and a great pain struck. It seemed that the Great Evil was reminding Han Fei in this way.

Given Da Nie's personality, he would probably only offer such a warning if Han Fei were facing certain death.

Supporting his poisoned arm, Han Fei retreated quickly, running frantically downstairs.

Just as he began to move, a heavy footstep was heard in the elevator. Strangely, the footstep quickly disappeared and was replaced by the rustling sound of insects crawling.

Han Fei didn't know what was behind him, but he knew that it was chasing after him.

He ran with all his might, but the system's cold voice suddenly rang in his mind.

Attention Player 0000! The prerequisite quest for the E-rank main quest "Night of Return of Souls"—"The Soul Chaser"—has been successfully triggered!

"The most important time of the year for the Dead Building is April 4th, and tomorrow is April 4th, the fourteenth year since the Dead Building changed its management! This day is its night of return! Are you ready to welcome its arrival?"

"The Soul Chaser (E-rank main quest prerequisite, F-rank difficulty): From now on, you have five chances to turn back. You must use these five chances to see who your Soul Chaser is. If you do not see the Soul Chaser within ten minutes, or if you still do not see it after using up your five chances, or if you are killed by it within ten minutes, then your soul will be taken away by it!"

The system's voice appeared very suddenly, and Han Fei was not prepared at all. A large amount of information instantly flooded his mind.

"Tomorrow is April 4th, the fourteenth year since the Dead Building changed its management? Who will be the one to return to life on this day?"

The system also provides prompts when issuing the task.

However, Han Fei didn't have time to think about these things in depth. He had inadvertently triggered an F-level mission. If he didn't complete the mission within ten minutes, he would probably be killed.

"What is a Soul Chaser? Is that guy who took the elevator to the fourteenth floor a Soul Chaser?"

Han Fei only has five chances to turn back, and he must cherish them. If he still can't see the Soul Chaser after five attempts, then his soul may no longer belong to him.

When people are restricted from doing something, they are more likely to want to try it. Han Fei is now forcing himself not to turn back.

“There is a fundamental difference between F-level missions and G-level missions. This is the first time I’ve seen an F-level mission that only gives you ten minutes to complete it.”

Ten seconds had already passed just from thinking about the mission information. At this moment, Han Fei ran to the corner between the thirteenth and twelfth floors, and the footsteps behind him became heavy again.

"Why did the footsteps change? Doesn't that Soul Chaser have a fixed form? And why did the system give me five chances? What's the significance of that number?"

This mission is carried out without being killed. The missions in the Deep World have a more bloody and realistic feel compared to missions in normal games. In other games, you die if you are caught or if certain conditions are triggered, which makes some sense.

However, the quests in the Deep World make no sense at all. All sorts of things are added, as if they are designed to kill the player by any means necessary, pushing the player beyond their limits to hone their skills.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer, and even with all his might, Han Fei couldn't create any distance.

The approaching sense of the unknown put immense pressure on Han Fei. He had no idea what was behind him and tried to imagine it based on the footsteps, but the footsteps kept changing.

Fear was like a rope around Han Fei's neck; he couldn't look, he could only feel the chains slowly tightening.

"What on earth is chasing me?"

Upon closer listening, one could vaguely discern something sticking together and being torn apart in the heavy footsteps. The soles of the pursuers' shoes seemed to be covered in bits of flesh and blood, making a faint sound when they stepped on the steps.

While fleeing for your life, you also carefully experience the fear. This is equivalent to players slowly figuring out their own fear and layering their own fear with the actual fear.

The anxiety was amplified many times over. Han Fei could have logged off already, but now he became nervous again.

If Han Fei were being chased by a demon wielding a cleaver, one strike from the enemy would likely be fatal, giving Han Fei no chance to quit the game.

His biggest crisis right now is that he can't see behind him. In the dead building No. 4, he has to deal with the "ghosts" that have already appeared behind him, and he also has to pay attention to the "ghosts" that may appear in front of him. Even he is a little overwhelmed. His nerves have been on edge for a long time this night. If this continues, he will definitely break down.

Countless thoughts and countermeasures flashed through Han Fei's mind, but while his brain was still working at high speed, he suddenly felt a large number of things crawling up his back. He could hear a rustling sound, feel something rapidly and densely crawling, and feel sharp feet that seemed about to tear his skin!
In this situation, Han Fei's body reacted before his brain; he slightly turned his neck and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

There were no vengeful ghosts, no terrifying swarms of insects, and no murderers wielding sharp knives; behind him was only a dark stairwell and a deep sense of unease.

"Impossible! There must be something! Otherwise, Da Nu wouldn't have reminded me!"

Han Fei could sense that something was indeed chasing him, so when he turned around, he did not stop.

The funeral music and songs were still playing, and Han Fei's nerves were like springs stretched to their limit. The noisy sounds seemed to want to drill into his ears, and everything seemed to be targeting him.

The funeral music grew louder, there was more paper money on the ground, and the couplets on both sides of the doors of every household seemed to become even more vibrant, as if they had been smeared with blood.

Time passed, and when Han Fei turned around for the first time, he didn't see the ghost. In such a high-intensity mission, he simply couldn't concentrate on thinking.

Before he could recover from the previous shock, heavy footsteps sounded again. This time, the other party was closer to Han Fei, and it seemed that they had something else in their hands, as if they were dragging a corpse.

(End of this chapter)