My Healing Games

Chapter 546 The Male Lead Who Was Divided into Decimals (He's Back)

"That model is called Love?" Han Fei glanced at the chainsaw in the model's hand. Based on his years of experience being hunted in the Deep World, he could tell at a glance that it was real. "Such a sharp Love."

Li Guo'er tilted her head and sized up Han Fei. Everyone in the company was focused on the models' figures and faces, but Han Fei was the only one staring at the chainsaw in the model's hand. Knowing Fu Yi as she did, she quickly understood something, and her smile became even sweeter: "Team leader, I've thought of a new game ending. Do you want to hear it?"

"Xiao Li, your attitude towards work is something we should all learn from, but don't overwork yourself." Han Fei had just turned his gaze away from the model when he saw Li Guo'er's dangerous smile again. Without saying a word, he turned and walked towards the office.

The two returned to the office together, and Li Guo'er quickly got into work mode. She put on her glasses and began to draw a new ending, her sweet appearance concealing her increasingly excited eyes.

Han Fei glanced at Li Guo'er discreetly, then opened Plants vs. Zombies. After playing it so many times, he felt that the zombies' personalities were more endearing than people's.

"Be careful at all times. It's not just zombies that can open my skull, but also love."

Han Fei had just chosen his plants, and before the large wave of zombies appeared, he heard a cacophony of footsteps outside the corridor. His colleagues were leaving the meeting room and crowding towards his office.

Minimize the game, open the schedule he'd worked on for three days, Han Fei's expression is serious, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he's thinking about something very important.

"Fu Yi? You're actually here?" Zhao Qian knocked on the door. She and Zhang Yu were standing at the office door. "We're going to shoot a promotional video for the game 'Immortality' today. We rented the venue for the whole day, so let's shoot the game you guys are making while we're at it. It's a horror romance simulation game. I personally think you guys have a lot of potential."

"Fu Yi, you owe me a huge favor. If we hadn't spent a fortune to hire Love, it would have been a pipe dream for you guys to have Love film your adult games." Octopus was very dissatisfied with Fu Yi. He had used a lot of resources to sign a contract with the most famous model in the industry, but the other party actually agreed to film for Fu Yi for free.

He looked at Han Fei with a hint of jealousy, only to find that Han Fei was also staring at him with a cold expression, his terrifying eyes seeming to say, "So you're the one who brought the vengeful ghost to my house?"

"You're getting a good deal and you're still acting innocent." The octopus avoided Han Fei's gaze.

"Pack your materials and come with us. Love is very interested in the game you're working on and has agreed to take promotional photos for you free of charge." Zhao Qian didn't give Han Fei a chance to refuse and left immediately.

“Team leader, I’ll go with you.” Li Guo’er was afraid that Han Fei would be killed by someone else first, so she was the first to step forward: “The company has rated ‘Eternal Life’ as an S-level project, while our game is only a very marginal B-level project. Normally, we would never be able to hire top models to help with the promotion. We should cherish this opportunity.”

Seeing the expectant looks in his team members' eyes, Han Fei nodded: "Alright, I'll go take a look."

“I’ve prepared everything. We just need to shoot a dynamic cover.” Li Guo’er took out the game cover she had drawn. A man who looked eight or nine parts like Han Fei was fixed on a dining table. His clothes were torn, he was injured, and his eyes were covered. Around him sat seven women holding various weapons, with completely different expressions and personalities.

"Are you sure you want to film this?" Han Fei's lips twitched slightly. As a professional actor, he had never filmed anything so exciting before.

"Horror, romance, simulation, food—this picture has all the elements you want." Li Guo'er packed the game cover and related text into her bag, acting like Han Fei's most considerate assistant.

"Then let's film it." Han Fei turned off the game and went downstairs with Li Guo'er.

A minibus belonging to the film crew was parked outside the company building. Zhao Qian was personally leading the team, which shows how much she valued this promotional video shoot.

After everyone else had boarded the bus, Han Fei followed Li Guo'er, dawdling along the way.

"Is this seat taken?" Octopus walked up to Love in a very gentlemanly manner, looking at the empty seat: "I'd like to discuss the background of our game and some action details with you again."

"Excuse me, this room is taken." Love's voice was unique, somewhat androgynous, with a hint of hoarseness, yet it also possessed an indescribable charm.

Octopus's gaze unconsciously swept over Love's simple clothes, and with an awkward smile, he looked up at the seat next to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian is a company leader, and ordinary employees may feel uncomfortable, so they are unwilling to sit next to her.

As Zhang Yu walked towards Zhao Qian, before he even reached her, Zhao Qian saw Li Guo'er getting into the car with Han Fei. A hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she stood up very warmly, pulled Li Guo'er to her side, and began to ask her about work.

The vehicle had already started moving, but Han Fei and Zhang Yu had not yet taken their seats. There were just enough seats, but Zhao Qian suddenly informed Han Fei that he also needed to go.

"You two can find a spot to squeeze in, don't stand in the aisle," the driver urged.

Han Fei felt somewhat helpless. He slowly walked towards love, which was the only empty seat in the entire car.

"Can I sit here?"

“Of course.” Love leaned back in her chair, touching her manicured nails that looked as red as blood. “Your eyes are still so beautiful, as if they hold a light within them.”

There might be some misunderstanding between us.

"All wonderful encounters begin with misunderstandings." Love turned to look at Han Fei, as if trying to imprint Han Fei's face into her mind.

"It's a genuine misunderstanding." Han Fei had read Fu Yi's chat history with Ai Qing. The chat history for the past two weeks had been relatively normal, but Fu Yi had deleted the chat history from two weeks ago.

He didn't know what Fu Yi had talked about with Love, but he felt it must have been something particularly shameful, otherwise Fu Yi wouldn't have deleted even the messages on his alternate account.

While Han Fei was thinking, Love kept staring at him, making Han Fei flustered and forcing him to look away.

Seeing that Han Fei didn't recognize him at all, Ai Qing's gaze slowly changed, and fine blood vessels appeared in his eyes: "Fu Yi, you can't deliberately avoid the beginning of anything in order to avoid the end, can you?"

Han Fei genuinely didn't know what Fu Yi and Love had discussed, so he lowered his voice and said, "Let's find an opportunity to talk about it privately."

After saying that, Han Fei stopped paying attention to love. He looked ahead and saw the octopus standing dumbly in the middle of the aisle.

"What are you doing standing there? Just find a seat!"

Hearing Han Fei's questioning voice, Octopus clenched his fists. He had hired the model and ordered the car. He felt like he had been running around and making arrangements for a long time, only to end up as the best man instead of the groom.

"Team Leader Zhang, let's squeeze in together." The staff member in charge of filming moved over, and the three of them squeezed together.

"Bear with it, we're about to leave. The hotel isn't far from here, it'll only take forty minutes." The driver started the minibus, not caring whether Octopus was feeling unwell or not.

"A hotel? You booked a hotel as the filming location?" Han Fei was a little puzzled. "Immortality" is a combat game set in the future, which doesn't seem to have anything to do with hotels.

"The film 'Immortality' depicts a terrible future where immortal beings live in smart cities, while rebels, refugees, and insurgents inhabit the ruins outside. The Starry Sky Art Hotel we're going to was abandoned five years ago. It was once magnificent and beautiful, but now only ruins remain. This sense of discontinuity suits our needs perfectly," a staff member explained. "That hotel used to be a landmark in our area, but unfortunately, after that incident, no one dared to stay there anymore."

"Has anything unusual happened at the hotel?"

"It's not good news, so don't ask anymore." The staff member stopped talking, so Han Fei had no choice but to take out Fu Yi's phone and start searching.

As soon as I typed in "Starry Sky Art Hotel", a whole bunch of information popped up.

"Is it the devil's arrival? Or a mental breakdown? Twenty-one lives embedded in cement have built a wall of Satan, and the hotel owner has yet to be brought to justice."

"The Starry Sky Art Hotel, located near the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital, provides accommodation, catering, and leisure services to wealthy people from other places who come for plastic surgery. No one knows that such a terrifying thing is hidden in this building that is closest to beauty and perfection."

"The case remains unsolved, hotel staff died mysteriously, and the guard went insane from fright. Before he died, he left a message saying that he saw a dead person looking for his face."

"Is it a plastic surgery clinic or a murder hospital? Is there some connection between Perfect Plastic Surgery and the Starry Sky Art Hotel?"

"Trial stay in a haunted house, 500 per night, come if you dare."

Looking at the messages on his phone, Han Fei recalled many things.

Near the plastic surgery hospital built by Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical, there is also a hotel. All of this seems to correspond to Fu Sheng's memories of his student days. Han Fei is very curious now about why Fu Sheng has such a deep impression of that hospital. What exactly did he encounter in the plastic surgery hospital?
Because we missed the morning rush hour, the minibus arrived at our destination in just half an hour. The place was far from the city center and looked a bit deserted.

"It's hard to turn around if you go any further. Just keep going along this road, and you'll get there after the turn." The driver stopped driving, opened the car window, and lit a cigarette, seemingly trying to get rid of the chill in his body.

"Get ready to get off the bus. Collect your belongings and meet under the pine tree on the left." Octopus clapped his hands and was the first to get off.

In order to get rid of love as soon as possible, Han Fei quickly got off the carriage and found a quiet corner to stay in, quietly scanning his surroundings.

The Starry Sky Art Hotel and the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital are just across the street from each other. There are hardly any people coming here. The gate is sealed off, and there is still police tape that has not been removed.

The sensor on the high-end glass door was broken, and someone had written words like "Give me back my family's lives" on it in paint. Looking through the glass door, the inside was a mess; the floor was completely rotten, and there was almost no intact furniture.

“We’ve already spoken with the management here. We can film freely before dark, but we can’t go to areas above the fourth floor.” Octopus was holding his phone, seemingly on a call. A moment later, a young man in a simple uniform came out from the security post and opened the side door of the hotel for the filming team.

"This is Wu Shan, one of the auxiliary police officers in the nearby neighborhood. If you find anything or encounter anything you don't understand in the hotel, you can look for him."

After the octopus finished speaking, Wu Shan walked up to the crowd and said, "I am specifically responsible for guarding this building. You can just call me Xiao Shan."

The young man smiled as he scanned the crowd, but his smile froze the moment he saw one particular person.

He scrutinized the man repeatedly, his eyes filled with surprise, and unconsciously murmured a name: "Han Fei? That actor?"

At this moment, Han Fei was also staring at Wu Shan. He could sense that Wu Shan was different from the people in the shrine's memory world: "Have we met another player? Knowing how to become a police auxiliary and curry favor with the police, this guy is quite clever."

The two were very tacit, and neither of them revealed the other's identity.

"We have a lot of filming to do today, so let's get to it." Octopus led the way into the hotel and began communicating with the filming team to set up the scenes.

"Where are the models? And one of the prop masters, come over here too. You guys take the promotional photos for Fu Yi first." Setting up the scene and arranging the camera positions would take some time, so Zhao Qian called the cameraman, prop master, and Ai Qing over to Han Fei: "It will probably take an hour to get 'Immortality' set up. You guys go ahead and shoot."

“Mr. Zhao, our requirements are very simple.” Li Guo’er took out the rendering from her bag: “A large enough dining table, a variety of murder weapons, and at least seven models with very different personalities.”

"Seven people? Let's take some scene photos first, and I'll find models to edit them into one picture later." Zhao Qian waved to Wu Shan: "Officer Wu, do you know where there's a huge dining table and a lot of murder weapons in this building?"

"I'm just an ordinary auxiliary police officer, you can just call me Xiaoshan." Wu Shan smiled shyly: "There is a huge round dining table in the banquet hall on the second floor that can seat twenty-five people at the same time."

"Twenty-five people? That's too many. Do you have anything a little smaller?"

“There’s another dining table on the basement floor, surrounded by murder weapons, but…” Wu Shan hesitated, “We suspect that the murderer used that dining table, as there are some torture instruments and ropes on it.”

"That's it." Zhao Qian, Li Guo'er, and Ai Qing said in unison, while Wu Shan was stunned for a moment.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Wu Shan took out the key. As he passed by Han Fei, he looked at Han Fei with great confusion. He didn't understand why Han Fei would be with these three beautiful women with different temperaments.

Normally, the first thing players need to solve when entering a hidden map is the problem of survival. They usually choose a job that can make a living first, and then explore slowly. Now Wu Shan is very curious about what Han Fei's job is.

Opening the door to the basement, the air smelled musty and was quite damp, making it very uncomfortable to walk inside.

"right here."

Wu Shan led everyone to the room at the deepest part of the underground corridor. The room was decorated very luxuriously, with genuine leather sofas, paintings hanging on the walls, and artworks piled up everywhere.

But in the center of this luxurious room, filled with artistic atmosphere, stands a huge dining table that looks as if it has been stained with blood.

The dining table itself was specially made, with ten chairs placed on both sides, and knives and forks that had not yet been put away, as well as some broken instruments of torture, were also placed around it.

“Not bad, just like the dining table I imagined.” Li Guo’er reached out and stroked the red tabletop, her expression somewhat infatuated. A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes behind her glasses: “Team leader, quick! Lie down and try it.”

Looking at the ten chairs beside the dining table, Han Fei vaguely felt that this was some kind of bad omen. He seemed to see ten graceful figures sitting in the seats.

"Where's the prop master? Change Fu Yi's clothes." Zhao Qian tapped the table lightly. She was also very satisfied with the table and the atmosphere, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

After taking off his suit and unbuttoning his collar, Han Fei changed into a pure white shirt handed to him by the prop room.

The white shirt and bright red tabletop created a striking contrast, which, combined with Han Fei's handsome appearance, made him truly impactful.

“In the painting, he is imprisoned, he is food placed on the table, it’s a bit too neat and clean.” Love walked over, dragging a chainsaw with one hand. She grabbed Han Fei’s shirt that he had just changed into and tore it apart with force.

The button rolled on the dining table, and Han Fei was completely dumbfounded.

"Come on, blindfold yourself, chain your arms and legs, and just lie down in this position." The prop master had Han Fei climb onto the dining table. "Have you ever acted before? First, make a frightened expression, yes, then add a little bit of struggle and helplessness, perfect! That's the expression!"

Looking at Han Fei lying on the dining table, Wu Shan's eyes widened. He knew Han Fei was an actor, but he didn't expect Han Fei to be engaged in such a special profession in the game.

"Han Fei, you've fallen on hard times."

The roar of a chainsaw suddenly filled the room. Ai Qing, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall and had a devilish figure and an angelic face, walked towards the dining table. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she kept biting her lip. Her pupils reflected Han Fei's appearance at this moment: "No one can imagine that the coldest love can have the most passionate ending."

Love suddenly quickened its pace, and she raised the chainsaw in her hand.

After reading everyone's comments, I feel like my luck has maxed out, which is why I've met so many angels. Life has its stages; after each pause, we keep striving forward. Turning the page on the past makes me feel like I've truly grown up. Look ahead, move forward, and don't leave too many regrets.

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