My Healing Games

Chapter 511 Red, White, and Colors (4000 views, requesting monthly votes)
Han Fei could understand Director Zhang's excitement. The audience had high expectations for "The Suspense Novelist," but no one expected that "The Suspense Novelist" could exceed their expectations under these circumstances.

Online, a large number of self-media workers have begun to publish film reviews and analyses of "The Novelist". This film not only has a wonderful and suspenseful plot, possessing all the advantages of an excellent suspense thriller, but also hides many plot twists and subplots, making each in-depth exploration feel terrifying.

Once an event becomes a widely recognized hot topic, everyone will chase after it for the sake of popularity. In today's world of rapid information dissemination, the speed at which popularity soars can only be described as terrifying.

Director Zhang and the others were still immersed in joy, and Han Fei also felt happy, which was rare for him.

He walked into the depths of the night, and occasionally looked back to find that his once dreamlike and beautiful imagination had all become reality.

Sitting on the bed, Han Fei was deeply moved. Just a few months ago, he had locked himself at home and kept playing games. Now... it seems that it is still the same.

"Han Fei, this year's Outstanding Young Actor Award is definitely yours. I estimate you'll become the first young actor in history to win an award solely based on your own talent without joining any company." Director Zhang, a little drunk, actually blurted out the truth.

Actors without the support of a major company are simply not qualified to participate in live film production. Like Han Fei before, most of them can only work behind the scenes, and no one is willing to allocate resources to them.

No matter how talented or skilled you are, how can the audience see you if you don't have the opportunity to perform on stage?
During the filming of "Twin Flowers", if Acheng hadn't refused to continue filming, even if Han Fei had played Wei Youfu brilliantly, he would still have been just a supporting character in a web series.

Furthermore, if Han Fei hadn't assisted the police in solving the human body puzzle and garnered a lot of attention, Director Jiang wouldn't have been able to convince Youlong Culture to cast Han Fei as the lead actor.

Because of the huge success of "Twin Flowers", Director Zhang, who was struggling with casting, finally noticed Han Fei. Only a veteran director like Director Zhang has a real say in casting and filmmaking.

A series of unexpected events, coupled with Han Fei's impeccable acting skills, gave him the opportunity to compete on the same stage with young actors from major companies.

"Director Zhang, the film festival is tomorrow, why don't you get some rest?" Han Fei could hear the drunkenness in Director Zhang's voice.

"I'm so happy today, let's have a few more drinks. I was worried that the audience wouldn't accept it, but now I'm completely relieved. At this film festival, we can at least win the Best Young Actor Award and the Best Director Award. One film, six nominations, two major awards, let's see who dares to say that I've run out of ideas."

Listening to Director Zhang recount his past on the phone, Han Fei felt somewhat helpless. It seemed that no matter who it was, they would become different from their usual selves when drunk.

Han Fei hung up the phone after talking for more than ten minutes.

"The film festival is an annual event, so it's better to dress more formally." Han Fei looked through his wardrobe for a long time before deciding to buy a formal suit.

Although he said he didn't care, he was actually quite happy. Being invited to a film festival is something many actors dream of, let alone winning an award at the festival.

Stepping out of his home, Han Fei took a taxi to the mall and found that the new shopping center was much more bustling than before.

He learned from the driver that as a representative of smart cities in China, Shanghai hosted many large-scale events this year.

In addition to the annual film festival, there are also the largest comic convention and book fair in China. Furthermore, in order to encourage everyone to discover the beauty around them and not get addicted to the virtual world, the photography association also held a photography competition that everyone can participate in, with the top 100 winners receiving generous prizes.

The new Shanghai is becoming more and more bustling and prosperous, but it is undeniable that the counties and cities next to it are becoming more and more desolate. This international metropolis is siphoning off all the people in the vicinity.

Han Fei, who was in a fairly good mood, chatted with the driver for a long time. The driver eventually recognized him and said that Han Fei was not quite what he had imagined. He had originally thought that Han Fei would be the kind of person with sharp eyes, a cold personality, and be difficult to get along with.

But after getting to know him, I found that Han Fei was very kind and a little shy when he spoke, just like the kind of well-behaved and academically excellent boy next door.

Han Fei felt a little embarrassed by the driver's praise, as the resentful spirits in the deeper world had never praised him like that before.

Having gained a fan, Han Fei went to the mall to buy a suit and had a hearty meal.

Today was a rare day off for him, and Han Fei spent some extra time wandering around outside.

After dark, Han Fei returned to his rented place and continued to search for information related to cosmetic surgery, wanting to gain a deeper understanding of the industry.

Just before midnight, Han Fei received another call from Director Zhang, who urged him to make sure he attended the film festival the next day and not to forget.

For the film and television industry, tomorrow is arguably the most important day of the year.

After agreeing, Han Fei entered the game pod and started the game as usual.

As the crimson light descended, Han Fei suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, as if the sky above him was about to collapse.

He looked into the distance and saw the blood-red figure stop between the amusement park and another unknown area.

"It seems closer now."

Opening his eyes, Han Fei's heart pounded as he felt an indescribable pressure. He logged into the game and immediately went to the window.

The fog enveloping the dead building would obscure everyone's vision, but it had little effect on Han Fei. On the contrary, he could use the fog to perceive the outside world.

“We absolutely cannot let Da Nie leave the mist! That unspeakable one has already come over. He seems to be torn between Paradise and another area, unsure which path to choose.”

The hesitation of the blood-red figure gave Han Fei a lot of information. First of all, the mist could indeed block out unspeakable perception, so Da Nie was safe here for the time being.

Secondly, Han Fei realized that he had underestimated the paradise, and the unspeakable beings seemed unwilling to enter it casually.

"According to Huang Ying, there seem to be two teams of players who haven't come out of the amusement park maze yet. I guess they're doomed."

Haha and Feng Ziyu were brought in. Although Han Fei was not the most powerful ghost in the Dead Building area, he had now become the recognized highest manager of the Dead Building area. Everyone thought this was normal, and Han Fei himself had gradually gotten used to it.

"Han Fei, that doctor surnamed Yan has woken up and wants to see you." Haha led Han Fei downstairs: "I don't know what's going on at the plastic surgery hospital. It's deathly quiet now, and you can't see a single ghost. I don't know what happened in that area. You can go and ask Dr. Yan this time. He should know some inside information."

"No ghosts have appeared in that area of ​​buildings?" Han Fei also realized the seriousness of the problem. Previously, the ghosts from the plastic surgery hospital would enter the dead building area, and ghosts were hidden in each twisted building. Now all the ghosts have suddenly disappeared. This abnormal situation must be related to the hatred in the plastic surgery hospital. Maybe they are making final preparations to enter the mist.

Pushing open the door, Han Fei was slightly taken aback when he saw Dr. Yan.

The tall Dr. Yan stood in the middle of the room. His bald face was sculpted with his own scalpel, and the dripping blood on the floor gathered into the character "命" (life).

"I've already taken your wife to the hospital, and your child is taking care of her. If you don't believe me, I can bring her to see you after her condition stabilizes." Han Fei had been very kind to Aunt Li's family. He was worried about Aunt Li's health and even went to rescue her personally. He not only helped Aunt Li in the game but also saved her life in real life.

Dr. Yan slowly bent down and sat in front of Han Fei. He lowered his head and began to write, his hand still wet with the blood on the ground.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about the abilities and weaknesses of those three people with hatred in the plastic surgery clinic, and I also want to know about other secrets of the clinic." Han Fei also sat down on the ground; he didn't like looking down on others.

Dr. Yan hesitated for a long time before his fingers finally moved: "There are three kinds of hatred in the plastic surgery hospital: red, white, and colored."

"Red is a faceless woman. She was once the most beautiful artificial woman in the world, but her face only lasted for seven days. After losing her beauty, she began to slaughter those who coveted her beauty. She has always wanted to regain her beauty and is willing to pay any price for it. Now she has created five faces for herself: joy, pain, despair, anger, and happiness. To kill her, you must destroy these five faces. You have already destroyed the face of joy."

"The faceless woman's ability is to deprive others of emotions and manipulate them; my ability is to give others emotions."

"White is a child wearing white shoes. He has the purest soul in the world and should be the happiest child in the world, but somehow, his pure soul turned into pure hatred."

"Color is an adult man who drew windows on the walls of the plastic surgery hospital. He was the first and most mysterious hatred to appear in the hospital, and no one knows exactly what his abilities are."

After writing down the secret of his hatred, Dr. Yan could never return to the plastic surgery hospital. To avoid being tormented by the hospital's hatred to the point of being driven mad, he had no choice but to work with Han Fei to deal with the hospital.

"What should I be aware of if I want to destroy a plastic surgery clinic? Are there any particularly dangerous places in that building?"

“Shrine.” Dr. Yan continued writing on the ground, but the amount of blood required for each word was gradually increasing: “There are three shrines in the plastic surgery hospital. Two abandoned shrines are outside, which have been destroyed by a giant black insect. The core shrine is in the deepest part of the plastic surgery hospital, and no one can get close to it except for the three vengeful ones.”

"Could you tell me the exact location of that shrine?" Han Fei planned to take the Great Evil there once it could completely suppress the curse, to strike at its root.

"In a room on the third floor with the word 'immortality' written on it."

Han Fei remembered every word Dr. Yan wrote down: "Once the plastic surgery hospital is dealt with, you will be completely free. At that time, you can also manage the hospital. Only if you are strong enough can you protect your wife in the Deep World."

After speaking with Dr. Yan, Han Fei, accompanied by his neighbors, went to find Yan Tang.

This young man brought Han Fei many surprises. He continued to explore in the lonely and desperate situation, and even found a rusty kitchen knife in Animal Alley.

The resentment within the cleaver had vanished, but the lingering aura still allowed the knife to inflict a slight injury on ghosts.

Yan Tang is becoming more and more accustomed to the deep world. If players' potential and personal abilities are divided into different levels, then Tie Nan can only be considered F-level, while Yan Tang can already be considered C-level.

Despair did not break him; instead, it spurred him on. To survive in the deep world, one needs not only physical and mental strength but also an extraordinary willpower.

Han Fei valued Yan Tang highly, and he had already passed the test.

As Yan Tang tried to open the door again, Han Fei, hidden in the mist, quietly approached and used his Soul Return talent to send her into the Gate of Hell.

"In reality, you need to donate about 50,000 to 60,000 yuan to gain a little bit of Yin Virtue. But you can gain Yin Virtue just by sending away any player. They are indeed my good helpers for farming Yin Virtue." Han Fei decided that when he had nothing to do in the future, he could recruit one and then send him away. Anyway, the skills refresh every day, so he might as well use them.

"Brother Huang on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; Yantang on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays; and on Sundays, I don't know if Bai Xian plays games..."

After seeing Yan Tang off, Han Fei and his neighbors went to search for missions in the alleys in the middle of several areas. Perhaps because his strength was constantly improving, the missions in the vicinity were becoming increasingly difficult to trigger. This time, they wandered around for a full hour before encountering a poor lost ghost, and finally triggered a G-level mission.

With the help of seven or eight resentful spirits, Han Fei quickly completed the task. The lost ghost couldn't find his way home, so Han Fei gave him a brand new home.

The altar and the knife of rebirth were placed directly in front of the lost ghost, and the poor lost ghost instantly felt a sense of home in the altar.

"G-level missions are no longer helping me level up. The experience gained is negligible. Even so, I can only trigger fewer and fewer G-level missions. It feels like the system and the black box are working together to force me to keep moving forward."

Han Fei needs to complete a task to leave the game. If he doesn't want to stay in the game, he can only keep exploring more dangerous places and lighting up the night.

"After the film festival, I'll go all out to find a plastic surgery clinic!"

After completing the mission, Han Fei returned to the Dead Building and went to Da Nie's room with his neighbors.

The monstrous creature, which was constantly digesting its contents, continued to grow larger. The strange patterns on its body became ferocious and terrifying, directly intertwined with an unspeakable curse.

Han Fei didn't know if this was good or bad. He remembered the system's previous reminder that it seemed the master's blood could help Da Nie recover faster.

In order to get rid of the trouble as soon as possible, Han Fei asked Xu Qin to cook meat dishes in the room next door, while he sat on Da Nie with a plate in his hand.

They ate while bleeding the animals.

These actions continuously increased Da Nie's loyalty, and Han Fei's own resistance to the Soul Poison also steadily improved.

(End of this chapter)