My Healing Games

Chapter 551 The Last Game

After a long time, Fu Sheng finally stepped out of the closed-off little house. He may still encounter many terrifying and disgusting things, but at least he has regained the courage to face them.

Without exchanging more words with his family, Fu Sheng walked past Han Fei with his head slightly lowered and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

Only after Fu Sheng left did Han Fei turn his gaze to his wife, his eyes filled with excitement. Everything had gone much more smoothly than he had expected.

When his wife saw Han Fei's expression, she smiled gently; she was genuinely happy for him.

This family seems to be gradually getting back on track, and a happy and warm life seems to be just around the corner.

"Hurry up and go to work, or you'll be late," his wife kindly reminded him.

"Buy more groceries today, I'll cook you a big meal tonight." Han Fei was in a great mood. He picked up his briefcase and walked out of the residential area to head to the company.

"My wife's hatred for me is gradually decreasing, Li Guo'er no longer wants to kill me, and Teacher Liu's attitude towards me is now more complicated; she doesn't seem to have any murderous intent anymore either." Han Fei felt quite accomplished. He managed to grab onto a reed on the bank just when he was about to drown, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

Upon arriving at the company, Han Fei went straight to the storage room without going anywhere else, fearing that Shen Luo might once again miraculously find a way to return to his side.

“There’s no one inside. It seems he and those players really did run into trouble.” Han Fei recalled the information about the big fish. Before the world was mutated, ordinary people shouldn’t be a match for the players. They must have seen a ghost: “Seeing a ghost in broad daylight is pretty absurd. But thinking about it, Shen Luo is indeed quite attractive to ghosts.”

Upon entering the office, Han Fei, unusually, did not slack off; he began searching for various news articles and strange tales in the city.

After completing the first random shrine quest, he received a title of "Heroic Deeds," which grants him a large amount of experience when performing heroic deeds.

Gaining experience in the shrine's memory world is much easier than in the deeper world. Han Fei wanted to take advantage of the fact that his body hadn't developed any major problems yet, to level up as much as possible, and also to investigate the secrets of this city.

Starting with a five-year-old cold case, Han Fei took out his phone and began to organize case information, summarize various clues, and create a logic map.

These were like instincts ingrained in his bones, which he deduced and marked step by step with great skill, unlike what one would expect from a game designer.

As the investigation deepened, Han Fei discovered that although the city had an extremely low crime rate, it was far from safe as it appeared, with many people disappearing every year.

“This is Fu Sheng’s world of memories. The police’s capabilities depend on Fu Sheng’s impression of the police. I can’t count on them too much.”

Han Fei recorded all the places in the city where murders had occurred, and based on his extensive experience in criminal investigation, he marked several of the most bizarre and dangerous areas.

"Compared to amusement parks, most murders are closer to plastic surgery clinics. If you connect those crime scenes, it looks like a blooming flower, and the plastic surgery clinic is right in the center of the flower."

After finding Wu Shan's phone number, Han Fei exchanged information with him. Under Qiangwei's guidance, the other players also began to explore the strange tales and murder cases. Some of them had entered this world earlier than Han Fei and had already been to many places.

According to the players' descriptions, many rooms where murders have occurred are like two different places during the day and at night, and some players have already gone missing while exploring haunted houses.

"It seems I'd better go during the day." Han Fei sat in his chair, deep in thought. He had seen six ghosts so far: the ghost of the car accident by the roadside, the female student who jumped off the school building steps, the old principal, and the three thugs on the rooftop.

These six ghosts are a force that can be relied upon, but they certainly won't listen to Han Fei. To get close to them, you'll have to rely on Fu Sheng.

"The problem has come full circle. The root of the problem lies with Fu Sheng. If only I could completely resolve his inner conflict and find out what really happened in the past."

Han Fei used his pen to write down the evil spirits he could borrow power from. Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and Li Guo'er and Brother Fake Tree walked in one after the other.

"That octopus is absolutely outrageous! I really want to punch him twice." Fake Tree Bro was still furious. When he saw Han Fei, he immediately ran over to complain: "Team leader, you have to stand up for us."

"what happened?"

“Our game script has been finalized, and the copywriting and related settings have all been completed by working overtime. However, when we went to the art team and the front-end programming team, they said that the company is now focusing on developing the game ‘Immortality’ and that Octopus has temporarily diverted the resources that General Manager Zhao arranged for us.”

Fake Tree Bro was very dissatisfied. He was originally one of Fu Yi's capable subordinates, but when Fu Yi was transferred away from the "Eternal Life" game, he also suffered the consequences.

Now that the new game is finally starting to take off, it's being harassed by the octopus again.

“Our horror romance RPG is a small, 2D game that doesn’t take up many resources. Octopus is trying to wipe us out.” Other employees also had complaints. They were all working for Fu Yi for their livelihood, and if the game they made became popular, they would receive a large bonus.

"I can handle the post-production art, modeling, and animation." Li Guo'er used to be in the art team, but later, for various reasons, she transferred to Fu Yi's team.

"The five of us definitely can't do it; the development cycle is too long." Fake Tree Bro looked worried. "We were hoping to turn the tide, but they didn't give us a chance at all."

If left unchecked, the game is doomed; at least in Fu Yi's limited lifespan, he likely won't live to see it released.

Han Fei was just about to say a few words to boost morale when a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the shrine random quest - The Last Game."

"The Last Game (Shrine Random Quest): He didn't realize that from that moment on, immortality became his obsession, imprinted in his mind, and became a part of his soul."

"Mission objective: Complete the last game you design before you die."

Hearing the mission prompt, Han Fei swallowed back the words he was about to say. He never expected that Fu Yi's last game would also be one of Fu Sheng's obsessions and regrets.

The game that Fu Yi was ultimately unable to take responsibility for was called "Eternal Life," and the company that the brothers Fu Sheng and Fu Tian founded after they grew up was called Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals. There may be some connection between these two things.

"Perhaps in Fu Sheng's view, Fu Yi's complete madness is related to that last game." Whether for his family or for himself, Han Fei felt that he should first stabilize his job.

"Everyone, don't worry. I'll go talk to General Manager Zhao right now. Also, you guys secretly contact the operations department and release some promotional videos and game information to see the market reaction." Han Fei stood up from his seat. He never imagined that one day he would be making a dating simulation game within the horror subplot of a healing game.

After leaving the office, Han Fei went straight to Zhao Qian.

"Mr. Zhao, it seems our game has encountered some problems."

"Ours?" Zhao Qian hung up the phone, put down a document in her hand, and stared at Han Fei.

“Yes, if the game makes money, we can all be much better off.” Han Fei sat in front of Zhao Qian: “Games like ‘Immortality’ are bottomless pits that require constant spending. As an ambitious game company, we should indeed focus on such high-quality games. But the problem now is that this once-high-quality game may be affected because of an incompetent planner.”

"Are you still resentful about being dismissed? Some things are not up to me."

"I know, so I want to prove myself through this little game."

“You’re excellent, so you don’t need to prove yourself anymore.” Zhao Qian threw the documents on the table in front of Han Fei: “Do you really think Octopus can persuade so many departments to focus all their energy on ‘Immortality,’ a game with extremely high development difficulty?”

"Could there be other reasons?" Han Fei picked up the document and started flipping through it. He wasn't very familiar with company management, but he could tell that someone was very dissatisfied with him: "I don't think I've offended anyone."

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, Zhao Qian rolled her eyes: "Pretending to be so innocent, don't you know what you've done?"

Han Fei gave a wry smile and shook his head slightly.

"Let me try to recall," Zhao Qian said in a low voice. "You haven't been returning Du Shu's calls lately, nor have you been going out with clients with the managers. What happened to you?"

Han Fei was very clever; Zhao Qian gave him a slight hint, and he immediately understood: "It's Du Shu?"

"Judging from your current behavior, anyone who didn't know you would probably think you're a devoted husband," Zhao Qian said with a hint of sarcasm. "You know Du Shu very well, so you should know her temperament."

"I think I understand her personality now." Han Fei looked at the document, many of which he couldn't understand. He decided that after escaping the Deep World this time, he would start learning about company management.

“Some people spend money on games to find pleasure they can’t experience in real life; but for others, reality is the game that brings them the most pleasure. You understand this better than I do, after all, you made the so-called right choice against my will.” Zhao Qian was older than Fu Yi, and she seemed to have already seen Fu Yi’s fate.

“I can understand targeting me, but my men are innocent.”

“Du Shu doesn’t care whether they are innocent or not. If you really want to make some changes, then go and ask her yourself.” Zhao Qian pointed to the phone on the table: “She just called me and is very concerned about what’s happening in the company.”

"I understand." What's meant to be will be; what's meant to be will be. Han Fei stood up from his seat: "Can you tell me where she is now?"

"She's getting a treatment at Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital, and she seems to be in a good mood today." Upon hearing Han Fei's reply, a deep-seated disappointment flickered in Zhao Qian's eyes.

"I'll go see if I can persuade her." Han Fei put down the documents and turned to leave.

After Han Fei left, Zhao Qian looked terrible. She couldn't concentrate on her work and turned to look out the window, staring at the exit of the company building.

Han Fei returned to his office and gestured for everyone to put down their work: "You'll all come with me later to meet a client."

"Meeting a client?" Fake Tree Bro was a little confused. He quickly looked in the mirror, sporting his receding hairline, and asked, "Am I going too?"

"Okay, let's go together." After learning that Du Shu was at the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei decided to go and see her, and also to check out the environment inside the hospital.

However, he was worried about being in danger alone, so he wanted to call Li Guo'er. Li Guo'er, who also harbored hatred for Fu Yi, would not allow anyone to kill her first in a critical moment.

However, if he only brought Li Guo'er, Han Fei was worried that Li Guo'er might have some ulterior motives and he might just take her to the basement and lock her up. To be on the safe side, he decided to bring everyone along.

"Anyway, we've finished our work. Since the other departments aren't cooperating, we can't proceed to the next step. Just think of it as coming out with me to relax." Han Fei picked up his coat, gesturing for everyone to come over.

"Team leader, do I look alright?"

"Yes, he's quite young and energetic. He looks like he's only in his early thirties."

"I just turned twenty-eight a few days ago..."

"I was just kidding, why did you take it seriously?" Han Fei took the lead and walked ahead. Today he was going to check out the most dangerous plastic surgery hospital.

As Han Fei came downstairs, Zhao Qian walked to the window, her disappointment growing stronger: "I thought you had changed your personality recently, and I even naively wanted to give you another chance, after all, you still have two children."

With her eyes fixed on the building entrance, Zhao Qian soon saw Han Fei, dressed neatly, walk out of the company.

“Incurable, truly incurable. This kind of person should never be pitied…” Zhao Qian made up her mind, and the disappointment in her eyes turned back into hatred. But just then, she suddenly saw the other employees following behind Han Fei.

Han Fei did not go to see Du Shu alone; it seems that to avoid suspicion, he brought all his subordinates with him.

Zhao Qian's beautiful gaze lingered on the fake tree guy's shiny forehead. The hatred in her eyes turned into doubt, and some of her thoughts seemed to be shaken again.

"He didn't go alone? Has he really changed?"

(End of this chapter)