My Healing Games

Chapter 53 The Names Written by the Dead
Xu Qin's cooking contains a curse; there is a 95% chance of being cursed upon first consumption, and a 5% chance of gaining random attribute points.

Han Fei had previously searched for information on the official website of "Perfect Life" and found that food with such special effects is extremely rare, and almost no one can make it at present.

Having finally encountered this opportunity, Han Fei was certainly not going to let it slip by.

The food looked strange and unusual, but the attribute points added were real. Besides, Xu Qin's cooking was indeed very delicious. I wonder what special seasoning she added.

After finishing the pig's heart, Han Fei became much bolder. He then looked at the other dishes and asked, "How about I eat a hair too?"

After hesitating for a moment, Han Fei gave up the idea. Screams kept coming from the hair, which were terrifying to hear.

Finding a dish that looked relatively normal on the table, Han Fei picked up another bite and then secretly used the system to identify it.

However, to his disappointment, the food Xu Qin cooked seemed to contain the same curse, with only the first consumption having a special effect.

"These dishes are all G-grade food. With Xu Qin's love for food, if I can provide even higher-grade ingredients, she might be able to make food that surpasses G-grade." Looking at the table full of food, Han Fei praised Xu Qin again.

This crazy woman with sickly eyes, blood-stained lips, and a penchant for eating all sorts of strange things, becomes, in Han Fei's words, a kind, beautiful, culinary-loving, skillful, gentle, and virtuous older sister next door.

Most importantly, Xu Qin rarely heard anyone praise her like this, and the more she looked at Han Fei, the more pleasing he seemed to her.

Of all the people who have come to my house for dinner, you make me the happiest. I will cook more delicious meals to share with you in the future.

"You said I was the third person to come to your house for dinner. Who were the other two besides me?" Han Fei was curious to know which other fearless neighbors dared to come here for dinner.

“The building manager used to come here to eat, but unfortunately he doesn’t know anything about cooking or good food and has terrible taste.”

"The building manager has been here?" Han Fei immediately perked up, eager to get information about the building manager.

“The building manager had a good relationship with the residents of the apartment building, but unfortunately he disappeared inexplicably, and no one knows where he is now.” Xu Qin said, pulling out a key from under her red coat. “But he must have been prepared. Before he disappeared, he gave me the key to the iron gate at the entrance of the apartment building.”

Gently tossing the rusty key in her hand, Xu Qin's blood-red lips curled upwards: "He knows I go out to buy groceries every week, and he was worried that I would pick vegetables from the building if I couldn't find any, so he thoughtfully gave me the key. Judging from this, he probably already knew that something bad was going to happen to him."

Xu Qin's words were very ordinary, but Han Fei knew that what she meant by "buying groceries" was definitely not the kind of grocery shopping that normal people would understand.

“After the building manager disappeared, the spare key to the building was stolen, and many outsiders have infiltrated the apartment building. Some of them now live on the sixth floor.” The woman’s smile was so beautiful it was almost eerie. She reached out and touched the leather pad under the plate: “The second neighbor who came to my house for dinner was an outsider. He used to live on the sixth floor. That person wasn’t interested in food, so to make him understand the meaning of good food, I specially kept his skin.”

Xu Qin's pale fingers moved slowly across the smooth leather pad. Han Fei's eyes twitched, and his legs trembled slightly, but his upper body could still barely remain normal.

"You seem to be feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing." Han Fei quickly regained his composure. He licked his lips imperceptibly, then said as if talking to himself, "I was just thinking that one person is only enough to be a placemat under the plate, but if I gather them all, maybe I can get a new tablecloth."

Hearing Han Fei's words, the woman laughed even more happily: "You actually managed to guess what I was thinking."

Han Fei had no idea what Xu Qin was thinking. He simply didn't have a good impression of the outsiders on the sixth floor. After all, one of them had tried to kill him without any explanation. Those outsiders seemed to be completely dominated by malice and the desire to kill.

Seeing Xu Qin smiling so happily, Han Fei smiled too. After finishing the dish in front of him, he looked at the other dishes with lingering satisfaction: "It's such a blessing to be able to eat your cooking. I'll bring you more ingredients in the future."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and joyful. It would have been even more perfect if the plates weren't filled with hair and dolls, and if the surrounding walls weren't stained with blood and marked with signs of pain and struggle.

After a pleasant dinner, Han Fei left room 1052 accompanied by Xu Qin.

He actually had many more questions he wanted to ask, but since it was his first visit, his primary goal wasn't to ask questions, but to increase friendliness.

When Han Fei ran back to the haunted house 1044, he found that his back was completely soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"Xu Qin's family lived on the fifth floor. She had her own floor, which shows how terrifying she was."

Han Fei felt he had gained a lot today, not only improving his rank but also strengthening his relationship with his neighbors.

Most importantly, Xu Qin said that she goes out to buy groceries every week. Han Fei was thinking that after his friendship with Xu Qin reached 100, he might ask Xu Qin to take him away from the apartment building.

This city, shrouded in darkness, has no visible boundaries. To find a way out, one must have someone familiar with the outside world.

After closing the security door, Han Fei looked towards the bedroom at the deepest part of the haunted house, where the door remained tightly shut.

When Han Fei first logged into the game, he didn't dare to go over, but now that he can log out of the game at any time, he has gradually become bolder.

Quietly walking to the deepest part of the haunted house, Han Fei gently knocked on the door.

There was no sound coming from inside the room. After a moment, Han Fei opened the door.

The apartment building has a flawed layout; all the negative energy and bad luck in the house is concentrated in the deepest room. As soon as the bedroom door is opened, the temperature inside drops noticeably.

Han Fei had prepared himself mentally, but he was still somewhat surprised when he looked into the room.

Seven mutilated victims stood by the bed with their heads bowed, each bleeding from their wounds. The blood pooled together, and the shape of a monster could be vaguely seen.

These seven people are struggling against the despair within them; they don't want to become that monster.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Han Fei's gaze swept over those numb, cold faces: "I'm about to catch the murderer, and I will avenge you!"

All seven victims heard Han Fei's words, but only Wei Youfu seemed to understand what Han Fei was saying.

His head, which had been hanging low, slowly rose. He endured pain that Han Fei could not imagine, and before his body was completely torn apart, he made a gesture of peace in the air with his hand.

"An? Meng Chang'an?"

Thank you to the leader of the alliance, Uncertain45!
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