My Healing Games

Chapter 424 Unspeakable Level of Ability
Sitting on the black coffin where the song had been, Han Fei held the music box engraved with a curse in his hands. He hummed a song to summon the soul, just like an ordinary person relaxing and listening to music in their leisure time, and gently tapped the coffin lid with his fingers.

As his reputation continued to increase, Han Fei seemed to have opened Pandora's box, unleashing all the pent-up desires and hatred of his neighbors.

As time passed, the attribute panel in Han Fei's eyes changed once again.

When his reputation reached one hundred, Han Fei put down the music box and slowly walked to his shrine.

Lifting the thick black cloth, his idol was hidden in the shrine, a figure of himself laughing hysterically, which felt both strange and familiar to him.

"We've finally made it through the toughest first stage."

Han Fei survived for several days in the deep world with only one drop of blood, which was unimaginable before. No one could do it, not even the former building manager Fu Sheng.

In fact, Han Fei had already accomplished many things that Fu Sheng had never done from a very early stage, but he himself had not yet realized it.

With his arm reaching into the shrine, Han Fei's fingers landed on his own statue. The moment he touched the statue, all the fragments of memory in his mind began to vibrate, and a terrifying, maniacal laugh came from the depths of the ocean of memories. The figure standing in the blood-red orphanage raised its head, seemingly wanting to walk out of the orphanage.

"Attention player number 0000! You have met the requirements for upgrading the shrine. Do you wish to upgrade?"

"Yes!"

As Han Fei pressed the confirmation button, his finger seemed to be drawn to the shrine by a force. He could clearly feel the connection between himself and the shrine deepening, as if the two were bound together by an invisible rope.

It was at this moment that Han Fei realized the statues in the shrine seemed to have come to life, and that harming the statues was like harming himself.

The value of Yin Virtue in the attribute panel is decreasing rapidly, and as Han Fei's Yin Virtue disappears, the statue begins to emanate an indescribable vitality.

After consuming Han Fei's one hundred yin virtues, the statue in the shrine opened its eyes!
Those eyes contained a flame of madness and despair; looking at him was like seeing a maniacal laugh!
"so similar……"

The bond between the idol and Han Fei consumed them like flames, scorching their memories.

An invisible flame spread across Han Fei's body, burning deep into his mind, before suddenly disappearing just before it touched the location of the black box.

"Attention Player 0000! Your shrine has been successfully upgraded to level one! The shrine will randomly generate an indescribable ability based on the player's physical tolerance and soul characteristics!"

"Attention player number 0000! Your shrine has successfully unlocked its first ability—Soul Mist."

"Soul Mist (Shrine-exclusive passive ability): Your soul is shrouded in an eternal mist, and no one can see the real you, including yourself."

"Once this ability is activated, the area near the shrine will be shrouded in mist, becoming deathly silent, desperate, and desolate. Even the unspeakable beings will be unable to see through the mist."

"Once you possess this passive ability, all your attributes, physical condition, and soul will be concealed by the Soul Mist, making it impossible for anyone to see through you."

"Attention Player No. 0000! The second upgrade of the shrine requires 500 reputation and 500 merit. Please upgrade your level as soon as possible! Otherwise, the ever-expanding mist may attract the attention of the most terrifying beings in the deep world, and you may be regarded as an enemy by everyone!"

A light mist drifted out from the shrine, obscuring the statues, enveloping the shrine, and then spreading further into the distance.

Despite being enveloped in thick fog, Han Fei felt nothing amiss. It was as if he were nestled in his mother's arms, and the fog actually brought him a sense of peace.

The shrine successfully leveled up to level one, and Han Fei also gained his first ineffable ability, but this ability was a passive one.

"The Soul Mist can affect the Unspeakable, and now even the Unspeakable can't see through my true strength. But... what's the use? I still can't beat anyone!"

The abilities of the shrine can be judged by two parts. First, the player's own ability to withstand them. Han Fei is only level 16 now. Although his stamina is as high as 26 points, it is still very difficult for him to withstand an indescribable level of offensive curse.

Secondly, the shrine's abilities are also related to the player's own soul characteristics. Han Fei didn't know what his characteristics were, and it seemed that the system hadn't noticed anything either.

In addition, the shrine itself had been placed in the black mist by the butterfly for a long time. All these unexpected events combined to create the passive permanent hidden skill, Soul Mist.

As the fog dissipated, the residents of the "dead building" rushed into the ancestral hall, worried that something might have happened to Han Fei.

"Manager, did you create this fog?" Yinglong stood in the fog with Mirror God on his back. They were very surprised to find that although the Soul Fog looked the same as ordinary fog, it could block the perception of resentment: "This is a bit strange! You are clearly standing in front of me. I can see you, but I can't sense your presence. Can this fog affect resentment?"

"Forget about resentment, even the unspeakable cannot see through the fog." After the shrine was successfully upgraded, Han Fei took out the food left by Xu Qin from his inventory and chewed it until his health was fully restored.

With his fingers clenched and his health restored to normal, Han Fei no longer needed to worry.

"The most difficult phase is over, now it's our turn to fight back!" Han Fei's eyes gleamed coldly, and a sinister smile played on his lips.

"But... it seems like no one has been bullying us lately?" Yinglong blinked her one eye and asked, somewhat puzzled.

“The Dead Building area belongs to us. If ghosts from other areas dare to enter, that is a provocation to us.” Han Fei clenched his five fingers, and a bladeless knife appeared in his palm. “With the soul mist spreading, the people outside do not know our situation. We will take this opportunity to kill all the ghosts that have entered. This way, the people outside will be more wary and dare not make any rash moves.”

Han Fei gained a general understanding of the plastic surgery hospital in reality. There were at least three sources of hatred in that area, but it is worth noting that even though there were three sources of hatred, they still dared not set foot in the Dead Building area, which shows that their individual strength was not as good as Butterfly's.

"The butterfly had been preparing for so many years, seemingly to transform into the unspeakable, but on the night of its return, we took advantage of its weakness and killed it. If we had failed that day, the butterfly, which possessed two shrines and inherited the giant cocoon of the Death Tower, would likely have been reborn and become even more terrifying."

"The ghosts in other areas only know that a huge change has occurred in the Dead Building area, and the black mist filled with death has dissipated, but they have never been able to determine whether Butterfly's soul has been scattered. Now my soul mist will once again shroud this place, and the stronger we appear, the more afraid they will become. Their hearts will also waver, thinking that Butterfly is not only not dead, but has become even stronger."

Han Fei revealed all his thoughts: before they possessed true strength surpassing that of the butterfly, they had to make good use of everything they could.

“I’ve never seen this mist before. It seems your shrine is quite special.” The Mirror God lay on the mirror, staring wide-eyed at the outside world. The mist clung to the mirror, making him somewhat blurry. “Never seen it before, never seen this kind of ability.”

"The Soul Mist will continue to spread. We need to create a false impression that wherever the Soul Mist spreads, we will kill there without leaving any survivors. This will make the ghosts in other areas afraid and panicked, giving us more time." Han Fei didn't know exactly where the mist would spread to. He just wanted to muddy the waters and delay the ghosts in other areas from discovering the connection between the shrine and the Soul Mist.

Actually, he was forced into this situation. Ordinary people wouldn't dare touch other shrines; doing so would mean being prepared for unspeakable execution. But his shrine was different. If some fool were to come and smash it, he'd probably have to search for the culprit for a long time.

Fortunately, everything is shrouded in mist, so outsiders can't tell that the soul mist is emanating from the shrine.

Together with the owners of the abandoned buildings, Han Fei began the second "cleanup" of the abandoned building area.

Soul Mist is an ability of Han Fei's shrine. It not only has no effect on him, but also provides various hidden benefits. For example, he can sense the location of some of the resentment in the Soul Mist, and his health recovery speed, movement speed, and strength are significantly improved when he is in the mist.

In addition, Han Fei also discovered that the more friendly the resentment was to him, the less affected it was by the soul mist, perhaps because they were willing to worship Han Fei's shrine.

The soul mist itself is harmless, but none of the outsiders who are swallowed by it escape unscathed.

As lifelines snapped one by one, the hatred hidden in other areas became restless. However, when they looked at the Soul Mist, they discovered that even with their abilities, they could not see through it. Entering it rashly would even risk getting lost.

Over the course of one night, while the hatred raged and the hesitation lingered, the Soul Mist had completely enveloped the Dead Building area and even swallowed up a street near the plastic surgery hospital.

Only then did the speed at which the soul mist spread begin to slow down.

"The extent and speed of this soul mist seem to be related to the strength of the laughing soul and consciousness."

Han Fei stood with Zhuang Wen, the ghost who jumped off the building. With Zhuang Wen's help, the outsiders in the dead building area would soon be cleared out. But that wasn't the end of it. Now they had arrived at the edge of the plastic surgery hospital.

"Given the butterfly's nature, it will definitely seek revenge."

Hidden by the Soul Mist, Han Fei and the owner of the Dead Building entered the plastic surgery hospital area for the first time.

Han Fei used to be afraid to let the ghost who jumped off the building into the plastic surgery hospital because she would be discovered as soon as she arrived, and the despair that bordered on hatred could not be perfectly hidden. But now it's different. With the soul mist blocking the way, no one can see clearly what is happening inside the fog.

"Speed ​​up, don't give them time to react!" Han Fei's soul mist only had the ability to conceal itself, but he wanted people to equate soul mist with death.

The cosmetic surgery hospital area is completely different from the dead building area. It seems that earthquakes and various disasters often occur here. The buildings are crooked and twisted, just like the people in the hospital.

The further you go in, the stronger the absurd and eerie feeling becomes.

In the plastic surgery clinic area, it is almost impossible to see normal human souls. All regrets and obsessions have been artificially altered. Some of these souls have no facial features, and even those that do have facial features have their faces scratched and messed up.

Cosmetic surgery is supposed to make you more beautiful, but the regrets and souls of those in cosmetic surgery clinics are countless times uglier than those in dead buildings.

They are incomplete, bizarre, and the most beautiful part of their souls seems to have been stolen by other vengeful spirits.

If the dead-end building area still vaguely resembles a normal community, then the plastic surgery hospital area is like a nightmare for twisted patients.

Han Fei and his group only entered the outermost street of the plastic surgery hospital area, but even so, they saw countless cruel and horrific scenes. In this area, people had lost their most basic human dignity and were treated like objects.

"The Dead Building area hides fragments of the previous building manager's memories and is protected by several shrines, which is why it has managed to preserve some of the good things. The plastic surgery hospital area should be the true appearance of the Deep World, which is why Fu Sheng chose to completely destroy it."

Having witnessed all sorts of horrific and cruel things, Han Fei did not change his mind, which should be considered the biggest difference between him and Fu Sheng.

Without exploring the plastic surgery hospital area in depth, Han Fei used the Rebirth Blade as a standard to test the level of gore and cleared the streets shrouded in soul mist.

Hidden by the fog, he and the owner of the dead building left the butterfly's mark on the street.

"The plastic surgery hospital's hatred will definitely come to investigate. We need to find a way to distract them." Spider is nowhere to be found, and Old Ghost has abandoned everything and entered the Rebirth Blade. In the entire dead building area, only the jumping ghost Zhuang Wen has the strength to approach the hatred, but she alone is no match for the plastic surgery hospital.

"The plastic surgery hospital is sandwiched between Paradise and the Dead Building. I need to create conflict between Paradise and the plastic surgery hospital as soon as possible." Han Fei has already spread his name through his neighbors. Next, he will truly begin to act as the persona of the plastic surgery hospital's vengeful spirit. Fortunately, he now has the protection of Soul Mist, and no one can see through his true identity.

"Let's meet up with Xu Qin and the others first, and then find the Great Calamity." Han Fei's reputation was still rising, and he was truly afraid.

Using the death chat, Han Fei tried to contact Haha and the others, but there was no response for a long time, and his brows slowly furrowed.

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, another resident who had left the dead building sent a reply: "We were being chased by something, and everyone got separated!"

"Where are you now?"

"The shopping mall at the intersection of Fushou Road and Xingfu Street! You'd better not come over there, that thing is shrouded in hatred!"

There were no more replies from the dead building owner in the group chat. Han Fei recalled the map from the previous building manager. The shopping mall mentioned by the dead building owner was located between the amusement park and the plastic surgery hospital area. That place was marked with a question mark by the previous building manager.

(End of this chapter)