My Healing Games

Chapter 603 Xu Qin's Dining Table

The phone, which only had one number saved, received a message. Fu Sheng looked at the words his father had given him and suddenly remembered something.

This wasn't the first time he'd seen that young man sitting on the bench!
After learning that his father was not there, he ran out of the house, and the young man seemed to have been standing outside the community the whole time.

Later, when he entered the hospital and sat alone on the steps, he saw the young man arguing with the security guard at a corner of the corridor in the distance.

Then, as he left the hospital and wandered aimlessly on the street, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

He looked around but didn't see anyone calling his name. When he instinctively followed the sound, he unexpectedly saw Fu Tian's mother in the crowd.

He walked toward Fu Tian's mother, and in the crowd, the young man brushed past him.

Holding his phone, Fu Sheng got up and looked out of the park.

Sunlight bathed the entire world, and the young man seemed to vanish along with all the darkness and despair.

"Keep moving forward, to farther places..."

Fu Sheng gripped the phone his father had bought him, keeping those words in mind. He grabbed his schoolbag and ran to the bus stop; this should be the last time he skipped class.

"I'm still a little reluctant to leave, but it really is time to go."

Han Fei stood in the shadows of the alley, watching the bus drive away.

He used Fu Sheng's Soul Return talent in the abyss of despair. His consciousness enveloped the black box, and after a long period of gathering, his soul reappeared next to his own corpse.

Han Fei, who had successfully returned to life, did not see Fu Yi's wife and girlfriends; they had all already left.

But even if he encounters them again, it doesn't matter. Fu Yi is completely dead, and Han Fei's reassembled soul is exactly his own.

He acted as if he were a stranger, using the last bit of time he could stay to stand at a distance and look at his wife, Fu Tian, ​​Fu Yi, and Fu Sheng.

After the lights in the house were turned off at night, Han Fei returned to the hospital and helped Du Jing find her daughter. Her young daughter had become an old woman. It was the players in Building 2 who had saved her child.

Having received a notification that the mission was completed, Han Fei took some time to visit Brother Fake Tree's house. After scaring him half to death, he personally wrote the true ending of the dating game.

"The time for the soul to return is approaching."

Han Fei took out the black box, supporting the bottom with his almost melting left hand and grasping the front of the black box with his right hand.

"When I entered this shrine's memory world, I received a quest prompt. Hidden within this memory world is a fragment of Fu Sheng's memory. If I give the black box to Fu Sheng, just as he gave it to me before, it should awaken everything in him. He will recall all the despair, remember the painful past, and then tell me something. Perhaps he will even inherit the shrine to me."

"Reason tells me I should do this, but what's the point of this hopeless cycle?"

"He used to own the black box, but I own it now."

"As long as I can completely open this black box layer by layer and take out what's inside, then no one in despair will ever be chosen by the black box again."

Han Fei looked down at the box in his hands. His hands, which were almost melting, gripped the lids on both sides of the box: "Things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extremes. Perhaps the most beautiful hope in the world is locked in this black box hidden in the deepest despair."

Before his hands melted away, Han Fei forcefully opened both sides of the black box.

Time seemed to stand still in the world of memories, and Han Fei felt as if something deep within his soul had been unlocked.

The black box in his hand disappeared, but a sharp pain shot through the depths of Han Fei's soul.

At the same time, countless prayers emerged from the shrine, and the shattered divine runes seemed to be summoned, beginning to penetrate his body.

Ten streams of hatred and love flickered within him, and ten completely different personalities converged within him.

In that instant, Han Fei felt as if he were part of this divine world; he seemed to be able to see everything and touch destiny.

As his influence on the world of shrine memories grew, a strange laugh suddenly echoed from the depths of the distant paradise.

Almost the instant that strange laughter appeared, a hysterical laugh also resounded within Han Fei's soul.

"Things in the park can elicit such hysterical laughter? Looks like I'll have to go check out that shrine too."

After the laughter started, all the outsiders except Han Fei seemed to be expelled from the shrine's memory world.

Han Fei only held on for a little longer before his soul, along with the black box, dissolved into the sunlight.

The world of memories returned to normal, and apart from the eerie laughter in the amusement park, no one noticed that this world had lost even a second.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully protected Du Jing until dawn and helped her find her daughter, successfully completing the random quest at the shrine—'Fellow Patients'! You have received a large amount of experience rewards and gained the support of the fellow patients."

"The patients' hopes: Your actions have earned the approval of the patients. They have placed their last remaining kindness on your blade. They hope you can cherish their kindness."

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully completed the Shrine Random Quest - The Last Game, and have received a large amount of experience! You have also obtained the minimum qualification for the hidden profession, Death Designer! Reputation increased by three!"

"Death Designer (Rare Hidden Class): Designing deaths is your forte, after all, so many people have imagined so many ways to kill you."

"Attention Player 0000! You have achieved the most perfect reversal with the worst personality! You have pulled the shrine owner out of despair, allowing the shrine owner to retain the illusions of beauty in their humanity, and making up for most of the shrine owner's regrets!"

"Attention Player No. 0000! You have successfully completed the E-level Shrine Inheritance Quest - Perfect Personality! The Shrine Inheritance Quest is currently the most difficult quest, and you will receive triple experience rewards!"

"Congratulations on gaining the shrine's owner's approval and successfully inheriting the severely damaged Level 4 shrine—Personality Transformation."

"Personality Reshaping: A unique ability of the Level 4 Shrine. You can reshape memories and reshape your personality. This ability has no usage restrictions or limits on the number of times it can be used, but it requires a high degree of cooperation from the patient. In addition, the patient will experience excruciating pain from the soul! Please use with caution!"

"The specific attributes of the shrine may change slightly depending on the statue. Please check after the statue is created!"

"Attention Player No. 0000! The regret of the shrine's former owner has been partially resolved. The shrine's former owner will grant you one wish!"

Please choose one of the five rewards below!

"Level up by one level (only for levels below 40); random attribute increases by three points; unconditionally heals and repairs the souls of ghosts below the level of hatred, and increases their friendliness towards you by ten points; awakens one F-rank talent existing in this memory world; takes out a certain item or ghost (below the level of hatred) from the memory world."

"Attention Player No. 0000: In the world of Shrine Memories, you have gained new insights into family and life, and your Master Acting Skills have been successfully upgraded to Level 3."

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully leveled up to level 21! One free attribute point added!"

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Despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body, Han Fei found himself too weak to even open his eyes. He listened to the calls in his ears and it took him a long time to regain some consciousness.

His brain, internal organs, and every inch of his skin were in excruciating pain. Han Fei lifted his eyelids and found himself lying in a room filled with murals of human faces, with a collapsed shrine not far away.

Unable to speak, Han Fei ignored the system notification and took out a pig's heart from his inventory.

Unable to pick it up with my hand, the cooked pig's heart fell to the ground as soon as it was taken out of my inventory.

The faceless Dr. Yan picked up the pig's heart, cut it into several small pieces, and stuffed them into Han Fei's mouth one by one. He used blood to write words to communicate with Han Fei: "As long as you're still alive, that's good. The shrine has been destroyed. Let's leave as soon as possible."

Thanks to the Midnight Butcher's powerful digestive abilities and his gluttonous talent, Han Fei forced himself to swallow the pig's heart, and his condition improved slightly.

He slightly twisted his neck, and Da Nie, who was also seriously injured, lay next to Han Fei, curiously nudging Fu Sheng's shrine with his head, as if trying to check if any offerings had been missed.

Zhuang Wen, who was almost unharmed, was engulfed in black flames, and she was holding a woman's head in her hands.

The woman had no facial features; her face was covered in cracks, and a faint trace of hatred could be seen seeping from the cracks.

"Han Fei? It really is you!" A scream rang in his ears. Shen Luo, dressed in a hospital gown, squeezed next to Han Fei, as if he had seen a relative.

Compared to Da Nie, the faceless Dr. Yan, and Zhuang Wen who was covered in death curses and playing with human heads, Han Fei at least gave Shen Luo a sense of being one of his own.

"I can feel hatred approaching. Don't linger here." Dr. Yan wiped away the bloody words on the ground, picked up Han Fei, took Shen Luo with him, and ran out of the plastic surgery hospital.

Zhuang Wen grabbed the faceless woman's head, and Da Nie carried the badly damaged shrine on his back. Without hesitation, they fled towards the dead building area.

Having severely injured the faceless woman and seized the shrine, Han Fei and his companions had achieved their main objective for the night.

The other two from the plastic surgery hospital were anxious to return, but while passing through the department store, they were ambushed by the Mirror God, which delayed them considerably.

When they returned to the plastic surgery hospital, Zhuang Wen had already led Han Fei and the others back to the foggy area of ​​the Dead Building.

"Success!"

Han Fei stared at the faceless woman's head; he was more excited than anyone else.

The plastic surgery hospital originally had three vengeful spirits. After Butterfly's death, only Zhuang Wen remains in the Dead Building area. If all the vengeful spirits from the plastic surgery hospital were to enter the Dead Building and wreak havoc, most residents might not even have a chance to escape.

However, the situation has now changed. Han Fei seized the opportunity and, while the white-shoes guy and the painter were at the amusement park, crippled the faceless woman at the plastic surgery hospital. Now, the strength of the plastic surgery hospital area and the dead building area is gradually being caught up, and everyone no longer needs to live in constant fear.

Despite his serious injuries, Han Fei was still very happy. He even started trying to force himself to smile until his neighbors from Happiness Community appeared.

Xu Qin and Yinglong ran over together, but Li Zai looked troubled: "How come the building manager has become smelly again after just a few days? This is such damn luck."

Everyone else seemed fine, but Zhuang Wen felt a little awkward when Xu Qin came over.

What happened in her memory was enough to make her lose control of her expression, consumed by hatred.

If it's just one or two girlfriends, you can make up excuses, but how do you explain a huge group of them standing there?

Zhuang Wen turned her head, wanting to talk to Dr. Yan, but Dr. Yan kept her head down, as if to say, "I have no face, so I can't see anything anyway."

"Building manager!"

Everyone was worried about Han Fei and didn't ask anything else. Zhuang Wen and Dr. Yan tacitly led Han Fei to the Death Building.

The silly boy carried the shrine on his back and happily followed behind his dying master.

Shen Luo didn't dare to stray too far from Han Fei. During his treatment at the plastic surgery hospital, his mental resilience had improved, and he wasn't directly scared into fainting at the sight of the hundred ghosts walking at night. He just felt weak in the legs and was somewhat dazed.

"Wait a minute, I think I've seen that woman before!" Shen Luo looked at Xu Qin. He clearly remembered that he first met her in a hotel in the plastic surgery hospital area. At that time, he met a super pro gamer who saved other players and said that Xu Qin was his wife.

"I get it! The super pro gamer wearing a mask in the hotel that day was Han Fei! No wonder he seemed so familiar! They're the same person! No wonder Han Fei saved me, took me in, and even treated me to dinner!"

Thinking of this, Shen Luo was somewhat moved. He knew the dangers of this world, but Han Fei was willing to help him time and time again. He would definitely remember this kindness.

The group arrived at the largest room in the Dead Building. Dr. Yan placed Han Fei on the large wooden table used for dining, and he manipulated the bloodstains to form text to communicate with other residents of the Dead Building.

"The building manager's body was shattered once, and now it is forcibly glued together by a large amount of hatred, maintaining a delicate balance. If the chaotic hatred in his body is not expelled, his wounds will never heal and will continue to bleed until a certain amount of hatred goes out of control, at which point his body will completely explode. But rashly expelling the hatred will cause his body to collapse immediately."

“I don’t know why this is happening. Normally, the hatred would dissipate after leaving the shrine’s memory world, but this time they’ve stubbornly maintained the building leader’s body, as if it were a curse they’d have to carry forever…”

As Dr. Yan was writing, she suddenly reached out and erased all the bloody words at the end, especially the two bloody words "them".

After reading the words written in blood left by Dr. Yan, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What exactly happened to you in the hospital? Why was Han Fei injured like this in just one night?" Xu Qin walked to Han Fei's side, her eyes full of worry. After examining Han Fei's injuries, she looked at Zhuang Wen and Doctor Yan.

"That was the most dangerous scene I've ever seen." Zhuang Wen activated the Death Curse throughout her body, suppressing the faceless woman. Then, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she leaned weakly against the window, unable to even speak.

"The most dangerous scenario?" Xu Qin looked at Dr. Yan again.

Dr. Yan raised his face, devoid of features, and stared at Xu Qin until Xu Qin frowned and said, "Say something!"

Seeing that Dr. Yan seemed to have suddenly lost her soul, Xu Qin had no choice but to ask others. Da Nie, carrying the shrine, inexplicably became excited again and was completely unable to communicate.

A curse flashed in Xu Qin's eyes, and the aura emanating from her was terrifying. She walked step by step in front of Shen Luo: "Tell me, why did Han Fei become like this?"

Shen Luo was so frightened by Xu Qin that he trembled and said in a shaky voice, "Sister-in-law, hello. We've met once before. You must be Eleventh Sister-in-law, right?"

The yin energy inside the dead building instantly solidified, and the surroundings became so quiet that time seemed to stand still. Han Fei's heart also seemed to be suspended in mid-air, forgetting to beat.

"Eleventh Sister-in-law?"

When Shen Luo uttered those three words, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Han Fei's mouth, and he almost sat up despite his collapsing body.

Enduring indescribable pain, Han Fei used a trembling finger, dipped in his own blood, to scribble crookedly on the wooden table—"Send him to Paradise, immediately, quickly!"
All the residents of the dead building were stunned by Shen Luo's words. Zhuang Wen, who was near the window, slowly moved to the windowsill. As the window was opened, she accidentally fell down.

Dr. Yan, who had been turned into a puppet, rushed over to save Zhuang Wen when she saw her fall and jumped down with her.

Only Da Nie remained in the room, carrying the shrine on its back and running around wildly. It was so excited; it had met the most perfect master in the world!
Seeing this atmosphere, Shen Luo also felt that there was a slight possibility that he had said something wrong.

Xu Qin didn't look at Shen Luo again. She slowly walked to Han Fei's side, her tone not much different: "You're injured, don't move around. I know some things through that paper figure. But I'm curious, why did my connection with that paper figure completely break down later? Did you throw away the paper figure I gave you?"

"You might not believe it," Han Fei said, looking up at Xu Qin, his voice halting. "I ate it."

Thank you to Jiaoruoyunyue for being the Alliance Leader! Thank you to Hanyuantai and Buyetian for being the Alliance Leaders!

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