My Healing Games

Chapter 399 Nightmare Doctor Huang Ying
This was the first time Han Fei had ever seen an A-level exclusive talent. The suffering Huang Ying had endured was now being rewarded in another form.

"Brother Huang, why are you running away? You're acting like you can get away with it."

Han Fei finally caught up with Huang Ying, and after a long heart-to-heart talk, Huang Ying gradually calmed down.

"Everything you need is in the classroom. I'll go with you to get it. Once you've found everything, hurry back. The game has just launched, and every second counts."

After staring at Han Fei for a long time, Huang Ying's dazed eyes slowly regained focus: "Okay, okay, I'll grab my things and leave."

Turning around, Huang Ying began searching the classroom for the necessary quest items. His backpack was currently at a low level with limited capacity, so he could only take the most essential items.

He first collected the unique quest items from before level 10, then took several land deeds and merchant contracts, and finally stopped next to a bloodstained, decayed tooth.

"what happened?"

“This cavity is the trigger item for the Blood Doctor hidden quest. Feng Ziyu told me about it back then. Now that the game is open, he can never come back.” Huang Ying said sadly as he silently put the cavity into his inventory. “I used to be quite resistant to the Blood Doctor profession, but now I want to get this profession, and I have made a lot of preparations for it.”

"Being a Blood Doctor might lower the NPCs' favorability towards you. Are you sure you want to become a Blood Doctor?" Han Fei really wanted to tell Huang Ying that Feng Ziyu was still conscious, just in a coma. But thinking about it carefully, the real Feng Ziyu had indeed disappeared forever.

“It’s okay, I’ve thought of that. So during the closed beta, I spent a lot of money to get a mask that can block NPCs from spying on me.” Huang Ying had already planned it out: “I’m going to create several identities for myself, including a financial tycoon, a real estate boss, a benevolent doctor during the day, and a blood doctor at night. I also plan to infiltrate the NPC management team and climb to the top of that virtual city.”

Normally, it's impossible for a single player to do all this, even with the resources of an entire team, because human energy and mental capacity are limited.

But Huang Ying is different. The appearance of the A-level talent Nightmare allows Huang Ying to adapt to all professions that require mental effort. He has already transformed through pain.

What's even more remarkable is that "Perfect Life" has a theme that leans towards healing, with the AI ​​always adhering to positive guidance for players, and many activities are related to happiness, joy, and satisfaction.

A person who is obsessed with money and power will hardly see any improvement in these stats. Even if they wanted to improve them, they would definitely have to make changes themselves.

However, Huang Ying's starting point was too low; the value of -100 was already the maximum possible negative value, and it was impossible for any other player to reach it.

In other words, even if Huang Ying only returns to a normal mindset, the increase in his happiness level is already miraculous.

After understanding Huang Ying's thoughts, Han Fei is now full of expectations for Huang Ying's future.

"My ability to send you back can only be used once a night. While you are completing your plans, remember to upgrade your backpack."

"Don't worry." Huang Ying had already filled his newbie backpack. Wearing a newbie shirt, he had the confidence of a mature man on his face: "I don't know if you can see the leaderboard in the normal game, but after dawn, my name should be at the top of all the leaderboards."

As long as Huang Ying is on the leaderboard, all players can only compete for second place. This is the man who once defeated Butterfly.

Just as Han Fei was about to use his Soul Return talent to send Huang Ying away, Huang Ying suggested adding Han Fei as a friend so they could stay in touch. Then, a surprising scene unfolded.

Huang Ying had no way of sending a friend request to Han Fei, as if Han Fei was not within the scope of the AI's monitoring or the system's design.

Han Fei sent a friend request to Huang Ying. Huang Ying did not receive any notification, but Huang Ying's name had already appeared in Han Fei's contact list.

Looking at the grayed-out avatars in his friend list, Han Fei felt that this wasn't a game friend list, but more like the Book of Life and Death in the underworld.

I don't need the other person's consent; when I want to be friends with you, you are already my friend.

With the game's public beta launch, Han Fei discovered that his account had extremely high privileges. Before, he spent every day running for his life and trying to survive, but now he finally felt like he had made it through.

Using his Soul Return talent, Han Fei sent Huang Ying, whose eyes had regained their luster, away. Now, he was about to get busy.

"Why isn't there a ranking system in this deeper world? If happiness isn't realistic, you could create a despair ranking system."

Leading his neighbors who were not seriously injured, Han Fei took out his death chat phone and, like a city management officer patrolling the streets, rushed to the dead building in the dead of night.

Upon arriving at the Death Tower, Han Fei received some good news.

After being unconscious for a long time, Feng Ziyu finally woke up. Han Fei led Feng Ziyu to the basement of the dead building in the newly repaired elevator, where he introduced Feng Ziyu to a senior colleague from his company.

When Feng Ziyu first entered the workforce, it was always that senior colleague who took care of her.

After that senior colleague went insane, Feng Ziyu felt something was amiss and resigned, investigating on his own ever since.

They are all people of loyalty and righteousness. Han Fei cannot change reality; all he can do is protect everyone in the deeper world.

Feng Ziyu was originally offered as a sacrifice by the butterfly. In order to devour complete humanity, the butterfly preserved all of Feng Ziyu's memories and emotions from his previous life.

This is why, although Feng Ziyu's strength was not great, he looked no different from a normal living person, and he himself did not even realize that he was dead.

“I’ve been to Butterfly’s Room 4444. When it returned to the Deep World from the Nightmare, it needed to devour offerings to regain its power. I guess that the weaker a person is, the easier it is for them to leave the Deep World.” Han Fei said to Feng Ziyu, “If one day I find a way out of here, I will send you to the Shallow World first so that you can help Huang Ying.”

"Compared to that boring virtual world, I actually prefer this place." Feng Ziyu's words surprised Han Fei: "Really, this place feels more real than reality."

"Then you can stay in the dead building for now and get familiar with the environment with the security guards." Han Fei took Feng Ziyu to find the courtesan, and on the way they ran into the fat uncle who had changed into a security guard uniform.

When Feng Ziyu saw that his neighbor was also working as a security guard in the Deep World, he was taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

The chubby uncle was a little afraid of Han Fei, so he could only desperately try to express his swearing with his eyes.

After settling Feng Ziyu, Han Fei began to gather the members of the Death Tower and prepare to head to Citang Street.

Before everyone had arrived, Han Fei rushed to the fourth floor of Building No. 4, the Death Building.

The Great Evil snatched half of the broken heart from the butterfly's hand, and it has been gnawing at it ever since the butterfly's consciousness dissipated. Han Fei is also somewhat curious about the changes that have occurred in the Great Evil.

However, the deep world is different from the shallow world; to know about the changes in a pet, you may need to touch it.

Recalling that stinging sensation, he was somewhat worried that the Great Demon's soul poison would evolve again.

Han Fei led the vengeful ghosts around him to the fourth floor. At the same time, a strange noise suddenly came from a relatively intact wardrobe near the door of room 4044 on the fourth floor.

After a long while, the wardrobe door was casually pushed open, and a young man wearing the same shirt as Huang Ying, wearing headphones and humming a song, walked out.

He shook his head and tripped over the bottom edge of the wardrobe, then looked up and looked around.

"What is Happy Planet... Holy crap!"

(End of this chapter)