My Healing Games

Chapter 499: The Script for "Plastic Surgery" (4000 views, please vote!)
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Liuli Cat put the lyrics on the table back into her schoolbag and sat down opposite Han Fei.

"Play the game 'Perfect Life' well, use your talents, and strive to become stronger." Han Fei finished his tea and prepared to leave.

"But I only have the talent 'sleepwalking,' and I really don't know what the use of this talent is. I don't think I've ever triggered this talent in the game."

“Every talent is useful and corresponds to certain hidden professions. Also, let me tell you a secret.” Han Fei pointed to the photo of the glass cat and the old man: “Many NPCs in Perfect Life are constructed based on the memories and digital heritage of living people. This is also why Eternal Life Pharmaceutical used to collect citizen data and purchase a large amount of digital heritage.”

"You mean people who die in the real world will appear in the digital virtual world?"

“That’s right.” Han Fei looked at the elderly woman in the photo. “The old lady who took care of you was an employee of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals. Since she was able to participate in this project and become one of the guardians of the thirty-one children, it means she wasn’t an ordinary employee at the company. There’s another detail: after she died, she donated her brain and all her digital assets to Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, and she spent a lot of money to buy you a game pod. This means she wanted you to play the game ‘Perfect Life,’ and her purpose was definitely not simply to let you find the missing happiness in the game.”

The glass cat fell into deep thought, recalling every word the old man had said before he passed away.

"She made a choice in the last moments of her life. She wanted to protect you more than the company's experiments. Explore that game carefully; maybe you can find something she left for you." Han Fei gestured for Liuli Cat to put the photo away, and they walked out of the restaurant together.

At Liuli Cat's invitation, Han Fei also visited her home and saw various traces of her life with the old man.

“Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals is a behemoth; no one can stand against them alone. The old lady must have hidden something somewhere they can’t find it.” Han Fei stood in the small house, which was decorated very warmly, and it was clear that the old lady loved the glass cat very much.

"Now, you are the person who knows the old lady best in the world. If it were you, you should be able to find what she left for you in the game."

After confirming that Liuli Cat's mental state had completely stabilized, Han Fei exchanged contact information with her before leaving.

At this point, videos of him saving people with his singing have spread all over the internet. If Han Fei spends too much time with Liuli Cat, it could easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings. In fact, he is a person who knows very well how to maintain a proper distance.

"Besides Huang Ying, I have another friend who can help me in the darkness."

Having been tempered by the trials of the deeper world, Han Fei is now particularly accurate in judging people. He can sense that the Glass Cat completely trusts him, although that trust is mixed with a trace of fear.

"I don't think I did anything out of line with her, so why is she afraid of me?"

To be honest, Han Fei was quite envious of Liuli Cat. At least she had an old lady who took good care of her and gave her some warmth. Han Fei himself had nothing. He had always tried very hard to live his life and kept failing until he entered the deep world.

"I hope that Liuli Cat can gain something from the game."

Instead of taking a car, Han Fei walked towards Baixiang Pavilion, basking in the sun.

Having spent so long in the deep world, he now feels that being able to bask in the sun normally is already a very happy thing.

Arriving at Baixiang Pavilion ahead of time, Han Fei found a quiet place to sit down and took out his phone to start studying "The Cognition of Consciousness" and "Education and Neuroscience".

It was almost 7 p.m. when Director Zhang and President Li entered the restaurant together. They didn't even see Han Fei and went straight to the private room on the upper floor by elevator.

In order to get home as soon as possible to play games, Han Fei didn't delay and went upstairs with them.

Pushing open the door to the private room, Xia Yilan was there in addition to Director Zhang and President Li. Next to her sat three other young actors and two screenwriters.

"Please sit wherever you like. Let's keep our conversation casual today." President Li first approached Han Fei: "I'm really sorry about last time. That guy from Wuwei doesn't think straight after drinking. I've already punished him. He'll come to apologize to you in person once he's recovered."

President Li's words were quite respectful to Han Fei, and also subtly indicated that although Wu Wei was injured, he was still willing to take the initiative to reconcile.

"Actually, it's not his fault. It's just that I'm used to working with the police to investigate serious cases, so I accidentally went a little too far." Han Fei spoke very politely, but a closer look reveals that he doesn't care about such things at all. He doesn't want to get involved in the entertainment industry; working with the police to solve cases is what he's passionate about.

"No wonder your acting skills are far superior to your peers. They can't imitate your kind of temperament." President Li invited Han Fei to sit next to him, and Xia Yilan also came over and sat on Han Fei's other side.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. There is still one guest who has not arrived." As soon as General Manager Li finished speaking, the door to the private room was pushed open, and a man wearing a mask and hat and dressed in all black entered the room.

"Why are there so many people? Mr. Li, this is not quite what we discussed before." The man frowned, stood still after entering the room, and spoke without giving Mr. Li any face.

“They’re all our own people; they’re all the main actors in this film.” Mr. Li told the waiter to close the door and then tell them not to come in and disturb them anymore.

"Let me introduce you all." Mr. Li stood up and pulled the man in black to his side: "This is the most famous plastic surgeon in Shanghai twenty years ago..."

"No need for introductions!" The man in black waved his hand. "There are too many people here. I'll leave after I finish explaining."

Mr. Li was interrupted, but he was not angry. Instead, he invited the man to sit down.

Pushing aside the glass in front of him, the man took out a metal bottle from his bag; he seemed to never drink beverages or alcohol from outside.

"You haven't changed at all in all these years."

Mr. Li shook his head and was about to sit down when the man in black suddenly spoke again: "Let him sit next to me."

"Me?" Han Fei was a little confused. He didn't know this man in black at all, but the other party insisted on sitting with him.

Mr. Li gave a wry smile and looked at Han Fei with some helplessness.

To be honest, Han Fei was quite curious himself, so he took his chopsticks and switched seats with President Li.

At this moment, the man in black was flanked by Director Zhang on his left, Han Fei on his right, and Xia Yilan sitting directly opposite him.

Removing his mask, the man in black revealed his mouth, with a hideous scar on the left corner of his mouth that almost tore half of his face apart.

The three young actors were startled when they saw him like that.

“Are you scared? If you are, then don’t listen. What I’m about to say is even scarier.” The man in black looked terrible. He glared at the three young actors. “Before I begin, I’m giving you one last warning. I strongly oppose you making this into a movie. This isn’t some kind of ghost story; it’s a true story. As the lead actors, you’re very likely to be haunted by it, just like those people who died a few years ago because they didn’t believe in ghosts.”

"Don't scare them. There's nothing in this world that terrifies me more than being short of money," Mr. Li said, trying to smooth things over. "I believe everyone feels the same way."

"Hehe, don't say I didn't warn you when you actually see it." After saying that, the man in black glanced at Xia Yilan, the woman who was unnaturally beautiful, but whose complexion was terrible today.

"I can't wait to meet her. It's good to be authentic; audiences these days love the most genuine things."

Mr. Li made a joke, and the screenwriter next to him was quick to notice: "Aren't we here to discuss the script today? Don't make the atmosphere so serious."

Everyone sat around the table, and the man in black sighed and finally recounted an incident that had occurred many years ago.

“I used to be a doctor. About 20 years ago, when various biotechnologies emerged, I was keenly aware that some of these technologies could be used to change a person’s appearance. No matter the era, the pursuit of beauty is human nature, so I resigned from the hospital and partnered with someone to run a plastic surgery hospital.”

"Many people shared my thoughts, so plastic surgery clinics sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and the industry was very chaotic. Some shady clinics even killed people, but none of this could stop people's desire to become beautiful. Imagine you've always been troubled by your height and suffered countless discriminations, but suddenly someone tells you that you can grow taller for just a little money, without any side effects. Wouldn't you be tempted?"

"Perhaps most people can resist this temptation, but if even one out of ten people is tempted, that's enough to fill our stomachs."

"Besides increasing height, we have many more technologies that can meet almost all your requirements, as long as you can afford it."

"You probably can't imagine that people can change their bodies like they would a game character."

"With the support of technology, we are able to do far more than we imagined. Some illegal clinics have started to make even more outrageous attempts, trying to create a truly perfect person to serve as an advertisement in order to compete for customers."

The man in black paused for a moment, then opened the metal bottle in front of him. A strong medicinal smell wafted out of the bottle, but the man seemed oblivious to the pungent odor and took two gulps.

"Everyone has a different definition of beauty, so the perfect person is a paradox, but one hospital has created a person who is really close to perfect."

"Her beauty is like a whirlpool, easily attracting everyone's attention. Everyone who sees her will unconsciously exclaim how beautiful she is."

"This woman is real, but her near-perfect face and body only lasted a week."

“From the eighth day after all the bandages were removed, her body began to show all sorts of abnormal reactions. Her perfect face slowly cracked and became a broken face.”

“Women can’t accept this. They feel that someone is trying to harm them and that someone wants to take away their face.”

"She began undergoing repeated surgeries, trying to piece her shattered face back together, but the surgeries couldn't help her recover. She became a crazed monster and eventually died on the operating table."

As the man in black spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Xia Yilan.

"No one knows the woman's name, and her information has been sealed, but many plastic surgery clinics took pictures of her previous face and called that face, which was only kept for seven days, the closest to the perfect face."

"Later, some women wanted to get plastic surgery to look like that, and that's when the really scary thing happened."

"All those who get plastic surgery to resemble that face, or those who use that face as a reference during their plastic surgery, will have their faces slowly crumble, and you'll find pieces of their cheeks in their bedroom late at night."

"Snapped!"

Xia Yilan accidentally knocked over the wine glass next to her, and the red wine spilled all over the floor like blood. The gleaming glass shards reflected Xia Yilan's face.

"Don't rush to call someone to clean up, let me finish." The man in black took another sip of the medicine in his water bottle: "A certain pharmaceutical company has been exploring the limits of humanity. They want to create the perfect body and the perfect soul. It's said that they've also referenced that fragment in some of their experiments. By the way, I've also heard that the plastic surgery hospital that first created that perfect woman belongs to that pharmaceutical company."

With the help of two young actors, Xia Yilan wiped the red wine off the chair, seemingly oblivious to the man in black's words.

“This story will definitely be a hit if we film it. I feel like we can already celebrate. My mind is full of inspiration right now.” The two screenwriters began to discuss quietly.

"Can you all be quiet?" The man in black stopped looking at Xia Yilan and continued, "The truly terrifying thing is yet to come. Everyone who has had plastic surgery to resemble her says they have seen her before, that she lives in their own mirror, and that she seems to slowly appear every time they look in the mirror."

“I know you don’t believe it, and I didn’t believe it at first either, until later… I met her.”

The man in black pointed to the scars on his face: "Ten years ago, I fell in love with one of my clients, and she had her face done to resemble that one."

"Could you elaborate?" Han Fei was completely captivated by the man in black's words. This was far more interesting than attending an entertainment industry gala; just listening to it made him feel like his DNA was being stirred.

“My wife loves me very much. Although I don’t know what she looks like, she is really beautiful when she sees me.”

"I fell hopelessly in love with her, but not long after we got married, I discovered that she had a peculiar habit: she always liked to look in the mirror at night."

"Several times I woke up in the middle of the night to find that she wasn't asleep, but was looking at her face in the mirror."

"I whispered to her what was wrong, but she didn't say a word. I moved closer to her, wanting to kiss her hair, but when I looked in the mirror, I realized that the woman in the mirror wasn't her."

"It was a completely unfamiliar face. She was almost pressed against the mirror, as if trying to get out of the mirror."

(End of this chapter)