My Healing Games

Chapter 554 A Man with Negative Charm
Han Fei is a person with an extremely strong learning ability. It can be said that his potential was fully stimulated through his experience in the deep world.

In just three hours, Han Fei not only successfully created the theme song for the horror romance game, but also vented all the emotions that had been pent up in his heart.

At first, Han Fei was just singing, but gradually it seemed as if he was telling his own story.

The moment the theme song was completed, Han Fei received a notification from the system.

"Attention Player 0000! Your F-rank singing talent—'Throat Grappled by the Devil'—has been triggered!"

"Your singing voice is incredibly beautiful, like a demon from the abyss tempting a wandering traveler; your singing voice is incredibly desperate, every note is filled with pain and sorrow; your singing voice is incredibly loud, like the dawn breaking through the dark clouds and haze, breaking free from all the shackles that fate has placed on you."

"Attention player number 0000! The legacy of the Dead Tower—the active attack ability of the Spell (Word of Power)—has been triggered!"

"Every note of your song contains a curse. This ballad that tells of your past is a nightmare woven from countless curses!"

"Attention Player 0000! Congratulations on successfully creating an F-level curse—Unnamed Ballad."

"Untitled Ballad (F-level range curse): When obsession is contaminated by malice, hatred, and murderous intent, it forms a curse. This song is your curse on fate. You will subtly influence the mood of the listeners, which can evoke their despair or alleviate their hatred for you."

"Attention! The first time a curse is created, a random reward will be given—Charisma attribute will decrease by one!"

Han Fei was still immersed in the emotions brought by the song when the system's sudden notification interrupted his thoughts.

"I created a curse?" Han Fei glanced at his attributes; his charm had turned into a negative fourteen.

"That can't be! I was just singing about my life!"

The song was already made, but before it was even named, it had already become a curse.

"It's a good thing, too. The audience will be subtly influenced by me. It's a kind of slow curse, probably similar to psychological suggestion."

After recording the song, Han Fei recreated some of the more terrifying background music from his memory.

The music that Li Guo'er considered the most difficult to work with was completed by Han Fei in just one afternoon.

After paying for the recording studio, Han Fei rushed back to the company. He mysteriously closed the office door, slowly approached under Li Guo'er's surprised gaze, and then took out his headphones.

"Listen to it, and feel it for yourself."

"What are you listening to?" Li Guo'er put on her headphones, and when she heard Han Fei's voice, her beautiful eyes slowly widened, her face full of disbelief.

The song was like an inescapable dream, or like the devil opening his arms and embracing me from behind.

Even knowing she would fall into the abyss, she didn't want to leave his gentle embrace.

Li Guo'er stared blankly at Han Fei beside her. She never imagined that the person she loved so deeply could sing such a ballad.

Listening to his songs is like savoring his life and experiencing his emotions.

"Attention player number 0000! Li Guo'er's hatred for you has decreased by one point, bringing the total decrease to six points."

The system notification sounded again, which surprised Han Fei, as he hadn't done anything special.

"Perhaps what Li Guo'er liked at first was Fu Yi, who was mature, steady, had excellent work ability, and was very talented. What I've been doing recently may have made her see those shining qualities in Fu Yi again."

Fu Yi is a complete scumbag for dating so many girls at the same time, but undeniably, he is also a very capable person.

He graduated from a prestigious university, has very high emotional intelligence and IQ, is extremely capable at work, and started taking charge of the company's core projects in his thirties. He is handsome and dashing, and most importantly, he is particularly good at disguising himself.

"How did you think of my singing?" The song had finished playing, but Li Guo'er didn't take off her headphones; she seemed to be preparing to listen to it a few more times.

Han Fei's "curse" is different from others' curses. The biggest difference is that his "curse" makes people actively listen to it.

"It's amazing." Li Guo'er took off her glasses and looked at Han Fei. The hatred in her eyes was barely perceptible, replaced by a very special emotion, sharper than love and gentler than despair.

It's like a girl trying to pick a rose from a wall. She knows she can't reach it, but she keeps trying again and again by the thorny wall.

"The team leader can sing?" Fake Tree Bro and the other team members gathered around. He tactlessly took off Li Guo'er's headphones and started listening to the music himself.

Different people have completely different feelings after hearing that song. Li Guo'er felt like she was being embraced by the devil, listening to the devil tell her story.

Fake Tree Bro felt as if he had been swept into a nightmare by a huge wave. He walked in a pitch-black city, surrounded by despair, with only a faint firelight at the end of the horizon.

"Wow! That's amazing!" Fake Tree Bro's bald spot was soaked with cold sweat. He was still shaken: "I need to listen to some crosstalk to calm down."

Han Fei had all the group members listen to it once. The effect was strongest the first time they listened, and it gradually weakened. However, if the song was played on repeat, it would have a more subtle impact on the listeners.

"If I performed live, it would probably be even more spectacular."

While others sing, Han Fei curses; while others gain fans with their songs, Han Fei gains die-hard fans.

Han Fei backed up the song, instructed Fake Tree Bro to stay in constant contact with his classmates, and sent another subordinate to the operations department to try and grab as many promotional resources as possible before the game "Eternal Life" started its promotion.

After finishing all this, Han Fei was about to rest for a while when Zhao Qian came to his door.

"Fu Yi, come out here for a moment."

Hearing something was off about Zhao Qian's voice, Han Fei picked up the earphones on the table and went to Zhao Qian's office.

"Has the company agreed to approve my funding? That little game hasn't even started advertising yet, but players' expectations are already extremely high. With just a small investment, I'm sure I can make a lot of money."

"What exactly happened between you and Du Shu?" Zhao Qian didn't answer Han Fei's question, but instead asked another question.

"It seems the company still doesn't agree to give me a chance." Han Fei didn't hide anything and directly told Du Shu what happened when he went to see her.

There were no major changes; he simply portrayed himself as a prodigal son who had returned home, and Du Shu as a wealthy, powerful, psychologically twisted, and extremely self-centered villain.

"Attention player number 0000! Zhao Qian's hatred for you has lessened a bit!"

After listening to Han Fei's words, Zhao Qian's expression remained very serious, but the system's notification told Han Fei that Zhao Qian's opinion of him had changed slightly.

Fu Yi used to be fickle and greedy, but now Han Fei is loyal and principled. He would think long and hard before even talking to a woman, let alone flirting or dating her.

“Du Shu is the company’s major shareholder. Her family has a presence in almost every profitable industry in the city. If you fight her like this, you’ll definitely suffer a terrible fate in the end.” Zhao Qian’s tone was different from before.

“Actually, I’ve had a peculiar feeling lately that I might not last much longer.” Han Fei smiled bitterly. “Maybe it’s because I’ve done too many wrong things. I know I’m beyond redemption, and I never thought I could have a good outcome. Now I just want to accomplish a few things before I die.”

There was no trace of acting in Han Fei; he truly immersed himself in the role: "To do this last game well, to give my subordinates who trust me an explanation; to see my eldest son return to school and emerge from the shadow of bullying; to celebrate my youngest son's birthday and take him to an amusement park; and in the remaining time, I want to try my best to make up for my mistakes, and finally choose the way they want me to die."

As soon as he uttered the last word, Han Fei suddenly coughed violently. He looked down in surprise and saw that his nose was bleeding again.

Unlike last time, this time he felt noticeably uncomfortable.

"Excuse me." When Han Fei looked up, Zhao Qian had already handed him a tissue.

“The company will not approve that money, and the operation and promotion of your game will be suspended. All resources will be poured into the game ‘Eternal Life’.” Zhao Qian told Han Fei some unfortunate news, but she seemed to have been prepared. After she finished speaking, she took out a contract from her drawer: “But I can personally provide you with half of the funds. You can make up for it with the game’s revenue share.”

What if the game doesn't sell much?

"Then you should live well and pay me back slowly."

Zhao Qian kept a straight face and was very serious, but at this moment, she made Han Fei feel more at ease than when she smiled.

After carefully reviewing the contract and confirming that there were no problems, Han Fei signed Fu Yi's name: "Thank you, President Zhao."

"No need to thank me. That game will definitely make money. I have great faith in your abilities, after all, I promoted you myself." Zhao Qian handed a contract to Han Fei, kept a copy for herself, and then waved her hand, indicating that Han Fei could leave.

Wiping away the bloodstains, Han Fei took the contract and walked out of the office. As soon as he came out, he felt dizzy and had to lean against the wall for a while before he could adjust.

"I need to do as much as possible before my physical condition deteriorates, make good use of the title of 'Heroic Act' and upgrade my level as soon as possible."

Each upgrade increases stamina by two points, and every ten points of stamina represents a significant boost.

As soon as Han Fei pushed open the door to his office, he heard Brother Fake Tree's shouts.

"Team leader! You got hit? Why is there blood all over your nose!"

"Zhao Qian punched me and sent me flying ten meters away." Han Fei curled his lip, somewhat speechless: "Just do your job. Who in the boss's office would resort to violence?"

"That's not necessarily true. I saw on the news yesterday that a parent went to the school office and beat up the principal."

"News...is bound to be a bit exaggerated. By the way, was that parent's face blurred?"

"I hit him, but his style of dress looks really familiar to me." Fake Tree Bro stroked his chin: "It just feels strangely familiar."

While Han Fei was talking to the fake tree brother, Li Guo'er stared at Han Fei's somewhat pale face for a long time, as if she had sensed something.

After a busy day, it was finally time to get off work. Han Fei was planning to work an extra half hour to complete the shrine task, but he suddenly received a call from his wife.

"What happened at home?"

"After picking Fu Tian up from school, I wanted to go see Fu Sheng, but his teacher said that Fu Sheng didn't go to school at all today!"

"Didn't go to school?!" Han Fei stood up and immediately began tidying his desk. "Don't worry, I'm coming right away! Where are you now?"

"I'm still at school."

After hanging up the phone, Han Fei put on his coat and ran out of the company.

He left in a hurry, unaware that after he ran out of the company, Li Guo'er and Zhao Qian, as if they had secretly planned it, stood by the window watching his departing figure.

They both pretended to be busy with other things, but their eyes were fixed on the same spot, though the emotions in their eyes were completely different.

(End of this chapter)