My Healing Games

Chapter 468 Level 18 (5000 words)

The chef is one of the ten fingers. He has entered the shrine's memory world many times and is familiar with every inch of this underground storeroom.

So he never expected that a big hole would suddenly appear in the perfectly good wall.

As his body plunged into the well, the chef looked at Han Fei, who was wearing a beast-face mask, and stared at the uniform he was wearing.

Why would you, as a shop assistant, dig a big hole in the boss's warehouse?
The chef sensed something was wrong the moment his arm touched the water. No one in this world of memories could kill them, but that didn't mean the shrine couldn't.

There are several forbidden places in the world of shrines, and the wishing well is one of them.

The chef was a ruthless man; he immediately tried to sacrifice half of his body to survive, but his reaction was too late. The flesh and blood that fell into the well water were bitten by the floating human face.

If Han Fei relied solely on his own strength, he would have been unable to stop the cook from escaping. Unfortunately, the well was teeming with vengeful spirits.

The "sacrifices" pushed into the well went berserk, tearing and dragging the cook, pulling every piece of his flesh into the well.

Looking at Han Fei, who was being dragged along by countless vengeful spirits beneath the water, the chef's already pale face turned green with rage.

"You want to drag someone down with you even if you die?"

The chef knew full well what would happen if he fell into the well; all the tattoos on the back of his neck had been integrated into his body to protect his heart.

Now, escaping unscathed is a pipe dream. The only chance is to protect the core of resentment before the well water seeps into the soul; the chef's heart is the key to future hatred. Everything else can be sacrificed; as long as the heart remains, there is a chance to be reborn from hatred.

While the chef was still thinking about protecting himself, Han Fei had already begun making a wish.

Having finally dragged your most important enemy into the well, you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't make a wish.

"I want to..." Just as Han Fei had the idea of ​​making a wish, he heard a voice in his right ear.

"Don't even ask him. Once you make your first wish, you'll never be able to escape! Even a wish without a price will imprison you forever! A wish without a price is actually your entire life at cost!"

Han Fei's right ear was a reward bestowed by the master of the shrine, containing the master's memories. Since he had spoken, Han Fei naturally had to make a careful decision.

The wishing well is bottomless, just like human desires; once you fall into it, you will keep sinking.

Looking down, Han Fei saw that his feet were covered with swimming heads. The people who had been pushed into the well had turned into fish-like monsters. They grabbed Han Fei's legs, bit his clothes, and frantically dragged him deeper into the well.

The light at the wellhead gradually became blurry, like watching the moon slowly being obscured by thick clouds on a cloudy night.

Hair fell onto his face, and the monstrous fish with human heads swam up and down around Han Fei and the cook, but they were not the most terrifying things in the well.

"The system shouldn't issue missions that are guaranteed to kill you."

The water in the wishing well is almost entirely formed from resentment, gathering the most negative emotions in the world. Everyone who is immersed in the well will be stung by resentment until they eventually turn into a monster that is unrecognizable.

Compared to Han Fei, whose soul was shrouded in mist, the chef, who exuded an aura of resentment, was more popular with the monster in the well.

The tattoos on his body were triggered, and the chef's power continued to increase. He would only be expelled from the shrine world when his power reached a certain critical point.

At this moment, the chef protected his "heart" and silently waited for his only chance.

Han Fei held onto the cook, and he could roughly guess what the cook was thinking. If he let the cook leave, wouldn't he have done such a dangerous thing for nothing?
Han Fei, his eyes bloodshot, had forgotten that he jumped into the well because of a mission. In truth, the chef was the more innocent party; he was just dragged into the well along with him.

Drawing his Rebirth Blade, Han Fei stabbed the chef in the leg.

A hazy light appeared in the water, scaring away the strange fish with a human head. This unexpected discovery delighted Han Fei. The "people" who had been trapped in the wishing well for many years had become one with resentment. Accustomed to the darkness, they would naturally fear the sudden light.

The chef was furious that Han Fei would suddenly attack under such circumstances. He was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

The space in the well was limited, making it difficult to dodge, and the chef used all his strength to protect his heart.

Soon, wounds appeared on his legs and stomach. To make matters worse, the wounds inflicted by the Rebirth Knife were difficult to heal.

More and more monsters surrounded the chef, and the chef gradually became overwhelmed. They had no idea how long they had been sinking, but the well seemed to have no bottom.

Swinging a knife in the water is extremely exhausting, and Han Fei was already injured. He had reached his limit, and death, like a slowly tightening noose, was already around his neck.

Opening the panel, Han Fei, clinging to his last hope, browsed his inventory. He still had a chance to retrieve items, but none of them could help him escape his predicament.

His skin was scalded by the resentful well water, and his body felt as if it were sinking into a sea of ​​fire. Pain came from all parts of his body, and more and more negative emotions began to appear in Han Fei's mind. The pain and despair amplified these emotions.

His trembling pupils swept rapidly across the attribute panel, and it seemed as if a voice in the dark was prompting Han Fei, causing his gaze to freeze on a talent.

spiritualism!

Well water was poured into his damaged right ear, and fire burned inside, making the warning sound muffled.

At the same time, Han Fei heard another voice in his left ear: "There is no other chance. We can only make a wish to the shrine and exchange the most important person in our lives for a way out."

"Only by surviving can we save more people."

"Is there a better choice than exchanging one life for the survival of countless others?"

The voice penetrated Han Fei's left ear and echoed in his mind, bringing to mind figures that were extremely important to him.

"Put your life on the scales of life and the lives of many others. Every soul has its own price. This is your last chance."

The images in his memory became clearer and clearer, and Huang Ying's figure almost filled Han Fei's vision.

"He's your best friend, he'll definitely understand your choice. With the smallest investment, you can earn the biggest return for yourself. What are you still hesitating for?"

The well water, thick with resentment, was icy cold, and the piercing sensation in it felt like fire burning in one's very marrow.

It's so painful, so powerless.

The warning sound in my right ear almost disappeared, while the sound from my left ear filled my mind.

Han Fei no longer had the strength to hold onto the cook; his body sank into darkness, and his consciousness became blurred.

Well water flowed into his right ear, soaked his left eye, and poured into his internal organs.

Memories not belonging to Han Fei emerged from his flesh and blood: long ago, another person, like Han Fei, had voluntarily jumped into the well.

That person was the former owner of the shrine.

He fled back from the west city, covered in wounds and nearing death; his only bargaining chip was himself.

Having lost all humanity, he no longer held any hope for this world, and he wanted to use his body to make one last wish.

The memories of the shrine's owner overlapped with those of Han Fei, making the current Han Fei resemble the shrine's owner from back then.

They deliberately jumped into the wishing well and continued to fall in the darkness.

When the body reaches its limit, a wish is made before death.

The shrine's owner in the fragmented memories slowly opened his mouth; Han Fei, however, used his last bit of willpower to dispel Huang Ying's phantom. Even if he didn't have another chance to make a wish, he would never use Huang Ying to save his own life.

In the same despair, the fragments of the shrine's master's memory opened their mouths, and just like many years ago, they shouted out the wish in their hearts.

"I want the power to change everything!"

The shrine's remaining memories led to another wish, but Han Fei chose to protect Huang Ying.

After the shrine owner finished making his wish, Han Fei's bloodshot left eye, his badly damaged right ear, and his injured organs all dissolved in the well water.

At the same time, Han Fei felt the downward suction force disappear, and the memory in his mind that did not belong to him vanished.

With his eyes wide open, Han Fei's mind raced with an idea.

"When the shrine owner was forced to jump into a well in reality, his left eye was gouged out, his right ear was pierced, and an organ was removed from his abdomen. So when he made a wish in reality, he did not have these missing organs on his body."

"After I entered the shrine's memory world and helped the shrine's master make up for his regrets, he gave me the missing part of his body. And now he is using that missing part of his body as a bargaining chip to make another wish."

“From this moment on, the owner of the shrine has lost his self, and all his memories should have been taken away by the shrine.”

Falling into the deep well, Han Fei, facing death, did not sacrifice his best friend to make a wish in order to save his own life. He once again made a different choice from the owner of the shrine.

The random quests at the shrine gradually guide Han Fei, allowing him to experience all of the shrine's owner's past and making up for his regrets.

The Wishing Well no longer bound Han Fei, and he quickly swam upwards. As he passed the chef, he took out the Rebirth Knife.

Han Fei wouldn't have left so easily originally; he might have had to endure even more pain. But the chef's appearance helped him share the burden.

At this moment, more than a dozen human-headed fish were gnawing at the chef, and countless pale arms were reaching out from the well wall, grabbing the chef's body. These things were originally meant to deal with Han Fei.

"I won't thank you enough for this great kindness. I will now send you to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

He drew his knife and stabbed the chef in the chest. The chef, who was already being suppressed by the monsters in the well, had no time to dodge and his chest was pierced through.

Resentment surged from the chef's shattered heart, making the monsters even more excited and frenzied. Han Fei dared not linger and, having succeeded, quickly swam upstream.

Without turning his head, Han Fei's eyes were only on the rope draped over the well.

His body grew heavier and heavier, and the monsters in the well slowly came to their senses. They began to swim toward Han Fei, and even more terrifyingly, something in the deep well awakened, stirring the water.

Gritting his teeth, Han Fei was greatly helped by the Midnight Butcher's professional talent. While ordinary players become weaker as their health decreases, Han Fei was the opposite.

He swam faster and faster, using his last breath to rush towards the surface.

Before grabbing the rope, he also made sure to take the items floating above the well water with him.

The mission required Han Fei to bring out three items, but Han Fei felt he couldn't waste this opportunity. He first grabbed the red dress, then used it as a net, scooping up most of the photos and some small odds and ends on the water's surface.

Emerging from the water, Han Fei gasped for breath, but as he prepared to take the red dress away from the well, he felt an immense heaviness in his body.

Those seemingly ordinary photos are each as heavy as a living person. They can float on the water because the water in the wishing well is formed from resentment.

The cook had already been devoured, and the monster in the well water charged directly at Han Fei.

"Quick! Pull me up!" Han Fei gripped the rope tightly. A blood-red paper figure emerged from the other side of the shelf, with the same face as Xu Qin.

When Han Fei saw the cook and the dwarf enter the underground, he had already planned everything. He would kill one of them first, and then use the well to take out the other.

To carry out this plan, he hid the paper figures in the shelves beforehand.

Dragged along by the blood-red paper figure, Han Fei escaped from the well with a large number of photos.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately restored the shelf to its original position.

Having narrowly escaped death, Han Fei lay on the ground. His left eye and right ear had returned to normal, but the strange ability had not completely disappeared.

"Attention player number 0000! You have completed the shrine random quest - Wishing Well."

"The choice made cannot be reversed. If you want to retrieve what's in the well, you'll have to exchange yourself for it. Jump into the wishing well before midnight and successfully bring out twenty-one items, exceeding the mission requirement."

"Sixty percent of the shrine owner's regrets have been resolved! A large amount of experience has been gained! The right to use twenty-one items has been obtained! A fragment of the personality left behind by the original owner of the shrine has been obtained!"

"Personality Fragment (Special Item): Only when the unspeakable being's soul is completely destroyed will there be a small chance that personality fragments remain in their memory. After a player's soul fuses with enough personality fragments, they can obtain the incomplete personality of the original owner of the shrine, or awaken their own personality."

"Beware! Every personality type will affect your future! A good personality can raise your potential, while a bad personality can destroy everything."

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully leveled up to level 18! One free attribute point added!"

The system notification sounded, signaling the successful completion of the task. Han Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I've protected Brother Huang's friendship."

Getting up from the ground, Han Fei took off his soaked clothes. His shop assistant uniform had been soaked in well water and was covered with resentment. That hatred was like tiny iron needles, constantly pricking him.

"The chill has already seeped into my body; I must leave here as soon as possible."

Han Fei glanced at the shrine. The small door on the shrine was already open about two fingers' width, and behind the door was pitch black, giving Han Fei a very uncomfortable feeling.

Is the thing inside about to come out?

Grabbing a black cloth to cover the shrine, Han Fei, dragging her red dress, walked to the escalator.

The barrier leading to the ground was opened successfully this time, and Han Fei, who didn't want to stay underground for even a moment longer, climbed out of the warehouse carrying various things.

Back on the ground, with the lights shining on him, Han Fei finally felt relieved.

He opened the attribute panel and, without even thinking, directly added his free attribute points to stamina.

Due to the Midnight Butcher class talent, Han Fei's stamina attribute has officially reached thirty points!
Level 18, stamina 30, main profession: butcher, hobby: acting—this is Han Fei now.

After his stamina reached thirty, Han Fei received another notification from the system.

"Attention Player 0000! Your stamina has reached 30, approaching the limit that an average person can achieve without the use of drugs! You have successfully awakened a stamina-related talent!"

"Option 1: Super Strength (F-rank common talent, increases your strength by an additional 10%)."

"Option 2: Speed ​​(F-rank common talent, increases your speed by an additional 10%)."

Han Fei didn't hesitate much before choosing to speed away. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't beat Hen Yi, so it was better to run faster.

"One day, I will be able to run faster than all the ghosts."

With his exceptional speed and the patrolling ability provided by his hidden profession, the Dead Building Security Guard, Han Fei's running speed at night is astonishing; ordinary ghosts simply can't catch him.

Opening the shop door, Han Fei sprinted a short distance outside. He almost crashed into the shop next door because he couldn't adapt to the speed: "Every ten increase in attributes will produce a qualitative change. Just as expected."

After adding the attribute points, Han Fei looked at the quest rewards. He didn't see the so-called personality fragment in his inventory, nor did he have it on him. He felt that the thing already existed in Han Fei's soul.

The shrine's owner made another wish and sacrificed his missing left eye, right ear, and internal organs. These items have been taken back by the shrine, but Han Fei can still use some of their remaining abilities, perhaps because of that fragment of his personality.

"Plastic surgery hospitals have ruined so many children just to create a child with a perfect personality. In the deeper world of 'Perfect Life,' only after the unspeakable soul is scattered will there be a small chance of leaving a fragment of personality. Is this personality really that important?"

Han Fei noticed something: as long as he collected enough personality fragments, he could awaken his own personality.

In fact, Han Fei also wanted to see if healing personalities really existed.

Back in the store, Han Fei began to check his other "pile" of rewards.

The system required him to bring out three items, but he used the perfect teamwork of the perverted chef and the blood-red paper doll, one drawing fire and the other providing backup from the outside, and in the end almost swept everything off the water.

"I now have the right to use twenty-one items."

The well contained all sorts of things, and Han Fei didn't know how to deal with most of them. He could only take out the family photo of the old man and the bright red dress first.

"The lady on the third floor of the mall has been trying on clothes; she's probably looking for this dress."

Han Fei packed his things into a bag, picked up the red dress, and walked out of the store. This time, he was going to the women's clothing section on the third floor to do something big.

Thank you to QingmingMmmmm, the leader! Thank you to Luya, the leader! Thank you to Chen Qimiao, the leader!

Wow, it feels like Chinese New Year today!

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