My Healing Games

Chapter 558 I Have Special Upgrade Techniques

"Did you finish talking so quickly?" Wu Shan and the other players all ran into the private room after Han Fei left.

At this moment, only Rose was sitting at the table in the private room, and she looked very unwell.

"Is Han Fei unwilling to join us?" Wu Shan wasn't stupid; seeing Qiangwei's ashen face, he knew that the negotiations had definitely broken down.

“The issue now isn’t whether he’s willing to join us.” Rose glanced at the chopsticks that had pierced through the door: “Be careful when you interact with him in the future.”

"Is that guy dangerous? Isn't he just a third-rate celebrity?" The female assistant disliked philanderers: "If it weren't for his seven wives, he probably wouldn't have survived the first night."

With a slight shake of her head, Rose did not reveal Han Fei's background to anyone. There were some things that could not be told to outsiders, such as the numbers of each orphan in the orphanage, and the connection between Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical and the plastic surgery hospital.

This information is all classified; if it were leaked, it could easily be targeted by Immortal Pharmaceuticals.

Before obtaining the most crucial evidence, no one dared to provoke such a behemoth.

"In short, just don't have any contact with him." Rose picked up the menu and started looking through it: "How's your investigation into the ghost thing going?"

“There’s definitely a killer hiding in the Starry Sky Art Hotel. Every night, I can see ghostly figures in the hotel from a great distance. They’re reliving the night of the massacre.” Wu Shan also sat down at the table. After a moment of contemplation, he continued, “After Big Fish, the Boss, and Shen Luo disappeared, the veterinarian also lost contact with me.”

Which area is he in charge of?

“Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital. He used to chat with me every night, but since the night before last, I haven’t been able to get through to him on the phone. I and the police went to the hospital under some pretext, but we didn’t find any clues.” Wu Shan looked worried. “If this continues, we probably won’t make it through more than a few nights.”

“During the day we have to deal with people, and at night we have to be careful of the increasingly active ghosts…” Rose closed her eyes, and after a moment she slowly spoke: “All the murders that have happened in the city revolve around the plastic surgery hospital, and the last place where a large number of missing persons were last seen also happens to be within the plastic surgery hospital’s vicinity. It seems that everything is related to that hospital. If we delay, things will change. Notify the others and transfer half of the manpower to keep a close watch on Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital.”

"Are they just going to ignore the amusement park? Aren't we supposed to be finding our way back?" A bald man next to Wu Shan spoke up. He was dressed in simple clothes, his hands were calloused, and his eyes were sinister and vicious. "We've wasted too much time in this wretched place. I'm still only level 18. If we don't leave soon, we'll probably be left behind by the other top players."

“Prisoner, I’ll only say this once.” Rose put down the menu, rested her chin on her hands, and looked at the bald man: “Since you’ve taken the boss’s money, you have to listen to him. This game is heartwarming, but also cruel. If you die, you’ll have nothing left.”

The prisoner was the highest-ranking player besides Rose, and he seemed somewhat resentful towards Rose.

"Is there anything else you need to report?" Rose looked at her female assistant and the last male player.

"I've recently discovered some very strange things." The male player had pale skin and looked extremely thin.

"what's up?"

“Look at my arm.” The skinny male player rolled up his sleeve, revealing a dense array of scars. “You know, I have a masochistic tendency, and sometimes I just can’t control myself. In the game ‘Perfect Life,’ no matter how ugly the wounds are, as long as your health stays within the safe range, the wounds will heal after a while and won’t leave scars. But the rules of the hidden map seem to be different from ‘Perfect Life.’ This place is like another reality, a reality where ghosts and monsters exist, and everyone is crazy.”

The skinny male player started panting as he spoke. He reached out and pressed his hand against the scabbing wounds, watching the blood flow out, and a happy smile appeared on his lips: "It's great, no one will care about me here."

This male player and the bald male player are two extremes; one wants to stay, while the other desperately wants to leave.

"Get the hell out of here, you pervert!" The bald prisoner kicked the skinny man to the ground. "I don't know where the boss found all of you lunatics."

“Even if Ah Chong is a monster, his talent is still the best among us. Without him, you probably wouldn’t have survived the first night.” Rose’s female assistant helped the thin man up. She didn’t like people who contradicted Rose.

"Don't fight amongst yourselves." Rose didn't even turn around to look at the players: "Achong, sit down and talk."

“Okay, okay.” The thin man called Ah Chong wasn’t angry. He had a perverse craving for pain. It was unclear whether he had a mental problem or had suffered some kind of special trauma in the past. “After these few days of searching, in addition to ordinary ghosts, murderous ghosts, and big ghosts, I have discovered a new kind of ghost.”

Ah Chong said excitedly, "When that ghost appears, it will cover an area and exude a hatred as sharp as a knife. It seems to be looking for someone and wanders around the streets at night, searching building by building."

Where did you meet it?

“She seems to be moving towards the city center. I estimate she’ll appear here in a few days. I’ve noted down her movements. If we encounter this special ghost, we won’t even have a chance to run away.” Ah Chong asked the waiter for paper and pen and drew a winding line on it: “She passes by the private high school in Dushan and moves along the No. 24 bus route. She stops at every intersection.”

"Then how can you be sure she's looking for someone?" Wu Shan asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Because she kept repeating a name, I was too far away to hear clearly.” Ah Chong placed the drawn route in front of Qiangwei: “Assuming she stays at each intersection for one night, she will appear at Han Fei’s company in three days, and in five days she will enter the upscale residential area in the city center. Coincidentally, Han Fei is currently living there with one of his wives.”

“It shouldn’t be a coincidence.” Rose pondered what Han Fei had just said: “Temporarily halt operations in other areas and focus on the plastic surgery hospital. We’ll continue as before: if we encounter ordinary ghosts, we’ll try to make contact; if we encounter murderous ghosts or powerful ghosts, we’ll immediately scatter and flee, making sure as many as we can escape.”

"Should we ignore this newly appeared ghost?" Wu Shan asked with a hint of worry. The vengeful ghost that Ah Chong had discovered was moving towards the neighborhood where Han Fei lived and might enter Han Fei's room in the middle of the night.

“We don’t have the ability to deal with ghosts right now. Apart from Ah Chong, anyone who encounters this thing will surely die. Even if you want to help, what can you do to help?” Rose closed her eyes, her mind preoccupied with other things.

Han Fei wanted to test Qiangwei's abilities, and Qiangwei also wanted to see Han Fei's strength.

“If he is really as powerful as he claims, he shouldn’t be killed by a vengeful ghost. I’ll be convinced of his abilities and consider joining him. But if he is indeed killed by a vengeful ghost, that would prove he’s lying, and I would naturally have no need to cooperate with him.”

The players started discussing something inside again, unaware that Han Fei, after going downstairs, returned. He was outside the door, using his extraordinary senses to overhear their conversation.

“That Ah Chong’s talent is somewhat special, so we need to keep an eye on him. Judging from his description, it seems that a hatred is heading towards my home.”

Han Fei felt uneasy. He had added two female ghosts to the game without thinking too much about it at the time.

"It seems that many things are already predetermined."

After the players finished their meeting, Han Fei also left, intending to use this time to find a way to increase his level.

Acts of bravery and righteousness are not easy to do; it's already a rare privilege for ordinary people to encounter one such act.

"If Shen Luo were here, that would be great. Leaving him in a crowded place will definitely lead to accidents. But that's playing with fire; one wrong move and you'll get burned."

Following the information he had gathered a few days earlier, Han Fei arrived at the most chaotic neighborhood in the city.

Dressed in a suit and with his shoes polished to a shine, he seemed completely out of place in this dirty and chaotic neighborhood.

"What a treasure trove!"

Han Fei hadn't gone far when he saw a boy wearing a private high school uniform being cornered under a bridge by a few thugs.

The boy had blond hair, bandages on his arm, and tear stains all over his face.

"He looks familiar. Isn't this the street racer who bullied Fu Sheng that night? I'm the one who broke his arm." Han Fei stretched his arm and slowly walked over.

The thugs pushed the blond-haired guy to the ground, and the leader even laughed and asked him if he wanted his motorcycle back.

The blond-haired man nodded repeatedly, only to be met with a beating.

Han Fei approached just as the thugs were about to finish their fight and were preparing to leave.

He looked at the blond-haired man sprawled on the ground with a half-smile and asked softly, "Need any help?"

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, the blond-haired man trembled. He had no idea what Han Fei wanted to do. Besides, the other man had already finished fighting and was about to leave, so what was the point of coming out now?

"Mind your own business, we're just borrowing his motorcycle for a few days."

"This isn't borrowing, it's robbery! Give the motorcycle back to him." Han Fei spoke righteously, causing not only the thugs to frown, but also the blond-haired guy who had been beaten by Han Fei to be stunned.

"Are you out of your mind?" One of the thugs rushed towards Han Fei, but his movements were far too slow in Han Fei's eyes.

Han Fei struck the thug in the abdomen, and as the thug fell to the ground, he casually took off his suit jacket, folded it neatly, and set it aside.

"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry."

To prevent the thugs from being seriously injured and unable to get out of bed, Han Fei actually held back.

What he needs is sustainable development. After beating up these thugs today, let them rest for the night, and then let them come out and do evil again the next day before continuing his acts of heroism.

Getting two or even three experience rewards from a thug is called recycling.

These past few days, Han Fei has been cautiously moving between seven women, venting all his hatred for Fu Yi.

Ten minutes later, Han Fei was the only one left standing near the bridge.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully performed a heroic act by rescuing a high school dropout who was being beaten, and have received a large amount of experience rewards."

Upon hearing the system's notification, Han Fei walked up to the blond-haired man and said, "Stop pretending to be dead, get up."

The blond-haired man lying on the ground trembled with fear when he saw Han Fei approaching.

Those thugs only caused superficial injuries, but this man broke his arm, making it impossible for him to drive.

It was precisely because he was furious that he wanted to come here and have someone teach Fu Sheng and Han Fei another lesson.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." The blond-haired man's voice was trembling with tears. He had a bad feeling as soon as he saw Han Fei.

"What are you afraid of? I just saved you, you should say thank you." After saying that, Han Fei took off his expensive watch and personally put it on the blond-haired man's wrist.

"What... what's going on?" The blond-haired man looked at the very conspicuous luxury watch on his wrist, his mind filled with questions.

"Stand up first." Han Fei helped Huang Mao up and stuffed his briefcase into Huang Mao's hand. He had also taken out five thousand yuan and casually put it into Huang Mao's school uniform pocket: "Don't zip it up, leave a third of the money sticking out, yes, that's it."

Han Fei was very satisfied with the blond-haired man's appearance: "Now you can go and wander around the most dangerous and chaotic places in this neighborhood."

"Now?" Huang Mao looked at himself. One hand was injured, but the other sleeve was rolled up, revealing an expensive watch. The money in his school uniform pocket was almost falling out.

This guy looks like a golden opportunity. Not to mention professional thieves and robbers, even ordinary people with evil intentions would have crooked thoughts if they saw him.

"That's not a good idea." The blond-haired guy didn't dare to move.

"I injured your arm, this money is to compensate you. Okay, hurry up and do as I say." Han Fei stared at Huang Mao from a distance, watching Huang Mao enter the deserted and gloomy back alleys. As long as someone dared to lay a hand on Huang Mao, he would immediately come out to help.

After experiencing four waves of robbery, theft, and threats, Huang Mao's mental defenses were on the verge of collapse, but he dared not stop, because Han Fei behind him was like a hunting lion, staring intently at him.

When he was robbed for the fifth time, Huang Mao started winking and lip-reading at the bad guys, hoping they would save him.

But those bad guys didn't care about Huang Mao's feelings. They casually pushed the injured Huang Mao down, grabbed what they had stolen, and prepared to leave, just as Han Fei happened to appear again.

After beating up the robbers and retrieving the stolen items, Han Fei would carefully put those items back on Huang Mao.

"I've saved you so many times, and you still want to defect to the enemy? Isn't that disrespectful to me?"

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, Huang Mao's shoulders began to tremble involuntarily.

He witnessed the harshness of society today. If he had a chance to start his life over again, he would study hard and never skip class to become a delinquent again.

(End of this chapter)