My Healing Games

Chapter 428 Six Sudden Deaths

"Building manager!"

When Han Fei walked out of the house safely, all the neighbors in Xingfu Community gathered around, their eyes full of worry: "Are you alright?"

"What just happened? Why are you all looking at me like that?" Han Fei felt better than ever before. He quietly reassured everyone and then looked at the Mirror God.

The Mirror God was the most mature and rational of them all. Before Han Fei fell into a coma, he instructed everyone to follow the Mirror God's orders.

“The memory fragments of the previous building manager just appeared. Your triggering of the shrine was entirely planned in advance. He intended for you to inherit that shrine from the very beginning.” The Mirror God paused, seemingly alluding to something, and said, “He hopes you can follow the same old path he took.”

“Fu Sheng has already shown me through his own experience that the path he took was a dead end, and I certainly won’t make the same choice as him.” Han Fei was very smart and instantly understood what the Mirror God meant.

"You seem to have already guessed that Fu Sheng would appear?"

"Yes." Han Fei nodded gently: "Every time I open my eyes, I see a world frozen in blood. The song is holding Fu Sheng's head and waiting for me. He hopes I can go and find him."

As Han Fei was speaking, Xu Qin walked to his side, holding a bloodstained wooden board in her hand: "The song took the music box. It seems that it was the only gift Fu Sheng left for him. However, in return, it gave you this wooden board that was taken from the shrine."

"You let the song leave?" Han Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Now is when that guy is at his weakest. If the shrine hadn't been triggered and caused this series of events, we probably would have gathered all our strength to kill the song."

Han Fei glanced back at the small house behind him. Fu Sheng said he didn't care about the ghosts and monsters in the deep world, but he secretly protected Ge Sheng.

"He voluntarily gave up the shrine, allowing me to inherit it as a living person, forcing me to devote all my energy to the shrine and preventing me from going out to cause trouble for the song. He achieved his goal while indirectly protecting the song. This man is truly a cunning old fox."

The butterfly detonated the shrine, severely damaging the singing voice. This was a golden opportunity for Han Fei. Given Han Fei's personality, he would definitely hold on to the singing voice and eliminate the opponent as soon as possible, since he never held a grudge overnight.

As soon as Han Fei received the wooden board from Xu Qin, he received a system notification the instant his fingertips touched it.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully obtained a G-grade unique item - Kill Map."

"Kill Map (G-level): This map was once owned by a madman driven by murderous intent. He marked all the places where he went on a killing spree. If you are his friend, remember to stay away from these places."

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the hidden class - Executioner class change item. After you have explored all the marked points on the kill map, you will activate the hidden class Executioner."

The wooden board wasn't large, but it was covered with numerous lines. This killing map perfectly complemented the map Fu Sheng left in Building 1 of the Happiness Community.

"With this map, it will be a little easier for me to continue exploring outwards."

Han Fei put the wooden plank back into his inventory and looked at the people beside him. His expression slowly turned serious: "Are there still people who haven't come out of the mall?"

"Crying helped us open the mall door, but she didn't escape herself; the woman in the red dress went into the depths of the mall on her own initiative, saying that something there was attracting her, as if it held the key to her transformation into hatred." Haha was clearly laughing, but it looked even uglier than crying.

"We can't abandon them." Han Fei said this without much thought. His firm attitude and unquestionable tone made everyone willingly gather around him. Perhaps this is the biggest difference between him and Fu Sheng.

Many times, Han Fei doesn't weigh the pros and cons; he also acts impulsively. But it is precisely these actions that allow the numb inhabitants of the Deep World to find a sense of life.

“The department store was once a place where souls were traded. At the very bottom of the store is a black shrine, where an evil god is enshrined. His greatest hobby is collecting different souls. If someone can provide him with a rare soul, he will grant them some requests depending on his mood.” The Mirror God no longer concealed anything. He knew that Han Fei was determined to go to the department store to rescue people, so he told him everything he knew.

"Based on your mood?"

“Yes, if that unspeakable being is in a bad mood, he will not only refuse to grant the wish, but will also kill the person who provided the soul.” Mirror God gazed at the dark night sky; he hadn’t reminisced about the past in a long time. “The owner of the shrine was later killed by Fu Sheng and his children. The countless souls he collected and the shrine were abandoned in the mall’s underground. After a long time, those souls and the shrine gradually merged together, forming a special field. Everyone who enters the mall’s underground is affected by the power left in the shrine and dragged into the shrine owner’s memory world by those remaining rare souls.”

"Does the power of the shrine affect the ten fingers?" This was what Han Fei was more concerned about.

“Although his ten fingers have transformed into hatred, he hasn’t fully taken control of the shrine yet. After being frightened by you, his first reaction was to sink into the ground. He probably wanted to seize the time to gain the shrine’s approval and become the new master of that unclaimed shrine.” The Mirror God knew the shopping mall very well: “The shadow cast by that shopping mall is actually the spiritual pressure formed by countless souls gathering together. If he can completely control the shrine, that spiritual pressure will appear on his own body.”

“The ten fingers represent ten ghosts, one of whom is hatred. We are no match for him in a direct confrontation. It seems we can only start with that shrine.” Han Fei stood in front of the mirror: “Mirror God, if you were to fight the ten fingers for control of that shrine, what are your chances of winning?”

The mirror spirit standing in the mirror shook its head: "I can't leave this mirror at all, let alone compete with them for the shrine."

"So, who do you think is best suited to challenge Ten Fingers for control of the shrine? Our biggest advantage right now is that you understand the business world, while Ten Fingers doesn't. We can send one of us to compete with them for the shrine and distract them, while the others take the opportunity to rescue Crying and Red Dress." After Han Fei finished explaining his plan, he noticed that Mirror God was staring at him: "What's wrong?"

"Gaining control of the shrine is not about who is stronger, but about who can gain the approval of that evil god. Among us, you are the most likely to inherit that shrine."

"Me? Are you kidding me? How could someone like me possibly gain the approval of an evil god?" Han Fei waved his hand.

“I don’t think you will become an evil god in the future, nor am I comparing you to an evil god. I just think you have a better chance,” the Mirror God added, which was unnecessary.

“My ten fingers are filled with hatred. I’m going to compete with him for control of the shrine…” To be honest, Han Fei had little confidence in himself.

"No, this is too dangerous." Xu Qin and Yinglong interrupted Han Fei, not wanting him to take the risk alone.

“But this is already the best way.” Mirror God didn’t look at Xu Qin and Yinglong. He kept staring at Han Fei: “If you are willing, I can help you. As long as you are successfully dragged into the original owner’s memory world of the shrine, the Ten Fingers can’t hurt you. You just need to do your best to gain the approval of that evil god.”

"Don't we need to confront the ten fingers head-on?" According to Han Fei's understanding, the original owner of the shrine's memory world should be like the administrator's mission, except that the original owner of the shrine was unspeakable, and his memory world would be much larger and more bizarre.

"The Ten Fingers will also appear in the memories of the shrine's master, but they cannot use their power until they have fully gained the shrine's approval." Mirror God's voice shifted: "The most difficult step in the whole plan is to silently infiltrate the mall and be dragged into the shrine's memory world without alerting anyone. This is almost impossible for others, but your soul is shrouded in mist, so as long as you don't actively expose yourself, the Ten Fingers shouldn't be able to find you."

"So I'm the most suitable candidate?" The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes for Crying and the red dress. Han Fei thought for a moment and then nodded: "Tell me what to do?"

He agreed to the Mirror God for two reasons: first, out of trust in everyone, and second, because he wanted to rescue his neighbors as soon as possible.

“Before that evil spirit is killed, it will open all the doors of the shop at midnight every night to make soul deals with the vengeful ghosts. I know a special passage that can take you directly underground and send you to the vicinity of the shrine.” The Mirror God hesitated for a long time before revealing this secret: “That passage is prepared for the most desperate people. It will only be opened for one minute at midnight. Anyone who enters the passage will be regarded as a commodity by the evil spirit. It is a passage that can only be entered and not exited.”

"Understood. I'll enter through that passage at midnight tomorrow night. While I'm fighting with Ten Fingers for control of the shrine, you guys go to the mall and rescue Crying and Red Dress." Han Fei finalized the plan.

"I'll go in with you." After saying this, the Mirror God turned and walked into the depths of the mirror, seemingly preparing for tomorrow.

"Everyone, take good care of your injuries. We'll make our move at midnight tomorrow night." Han Fei tried to smile. "Don't all look so gloomy. Although the mall is dangerous, it's also a good opportunity to improve your strength. There are countless goods stockpiled in the mall, and there will definitely be something you need there."

After encouraging everyone, Han Fei looked at the mirror again. He always felt that the mirror god and that shrine had some connection.

The group left the alley and entered the area of ​​the dead building shrouded in mist.

After explaining some things to his neighbors, Han Fei found a safe room to exit the game.

"We need to go online early tomorrow."

Pressing the exit button, the mist was soaked with blood, and the world before my eyes turned crimson.

Han Fei's consciousness became stronger than before, and he vaguely heard a voice coming from behind him.

"I……"

Turning his head back, Han Fei still didn't see the blood-soaked monster. He opened his eyes and found himself back in reality.

After taking off his gaming helmet, Han Fei was wide awake, and the world before him became incredibly clear.

“This feels so weird.”

Climbing out of the game pod, Han Fei stood at the window, his heart utterly calm, like the moon hanging high in the night sky, looking down upon the world.

"What exactly is the soul? Is consciousness the same as the human soul?"

After opening the refrigerator and eating some food, Han Fei found that his appetite had increased again. Before playing "Perfect Life," he even suspected that he might have anorexia, as he couldn't muster any interest in even the most delicious food.

"I've been completely healed, from soul to body. This game really works." Taking out his phone, Han Fei glanced at the unread messages. One of them was from Bai Xian. This guy thought that a phone that had filmed the deceased was unlucky, so he actually changed his phone and phone number. Then he left a message for Han Fei with his new number.

Apart from Bai Xian, all the other messages were sent by Huang Ying.

Huang Ying has now become an outgoing, proactive, and cheerful person, all thanks to the healing games.

"Brother Huang, what's up?" Han Fei dialed Huang Ying's number.

The other party hung up immediately after the call connected, then called back from the encrypted number: "Han Fei, have you been watching the news lately?"

"You're on the news too?"

"It's related to 'Perfect Life.' Less than a week after the game launched, six players have died suddenly. Although authoritative institutions have determined that their deaths are not necessarily related to 'Perfect Life,' it has still caused some negative reactions," Huang Ying said quietly.

"What does this have to do with us? Deep Space Technology and Immortal Pharma should be the ones who are worried."

"Their deaths were inexplicable. I suspect they accidentally entered the Deep World." Huang Ying sent Han Fei a document: "During the closed beta, some players were constantly searching for the Black Box and the Deep World. These people firmly believed in the existence of the Deep World. Later, Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals and Deep Space Technology announced the will of their late chairman. Stimulated by the original shares of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, the number of players professionally searching for the Black Box surged! Under the leadership of the closed beta players, they formed a huge organization, frantically collecting all information related to the Black Box and the Deep World. They call themselves the Inevitable Truth."

"Inevitable truth?"

"This is their self-mockery. The concept of inevitable truth is based on the inevitability of physical laws, which prevents imagined counterexamples from occurring. Everyone thinks the Deep World and the Black Box are just a lie, but they insist on proving this 'lie' to everyone." Huang Ying continued, "These people are the closest to the Deep World. They explore ways to enter the Deep World in the game every day, and three of the players who died suddenly in reality belonged to this organization."

Han Fei also realized the problem: "This probability is indeed a bit off."

(End of this chapter)