My Healing Games

Chapter 626 Hidden Map Paradise
Huang Ying is the number one player in the shallow world. If he is delayed for a day, other players are likely to use that day to close the gap with him, which would be very detrimental to Han Fei's overall plan.

He must ensure that Huang Ying maintains his position as the number one player before he can use that title to make other moves.

However, if the Soul Return skill is used on Huang Ying, then Shen Luo will have to stay in the Deep World until tomorrow. Han Fei is now very wary of this player and is worried that he will cause some trouble again.

As a player who ventured into the deeper world for the second time through his own abilities, Han Fei truly felt that Shen Luo was somewhat extraordinary.

It's important to know that the lowest possible luck value is zero, and Han Fei couldn't even see through Shen Luo's specific attributes. He was the most unique player among all the players.

"Han Fei, I'll count to three, then we'll run together." Shen Luo held the broken porcelain shards and whispered to Han Fei about their escape route.

"Run to the top floor and find a place to hide. I'll help you lure it away." Han Fei wasn't just saying this casually. He knew Xu Qin was on the fifth floor, so he sent Shen Luo to the top floor to minimize the chances of them coming into contact.

"No way! How can I let you do something so dangerous by yourself?" Shen Luo refused decisively. Although he wasn't very lucky, he was still a very good person.

"Enough nonsense!" Han Fei sensed Da Nie's excitement. Whenever Da Nie started to get excited, it meant that Han Fei was about to face a life-or-death crisis.

The giant monster inside the house was overjoyed and charged at Han Fei, tearing the wall plaster and sending shards of stone flying. Han Fei decisively pulled Shen Luo out of the room: "Go! Don't leave the top floor!"

Han Fei's selfless act at their first meeting warmed Shen Luo's heart throughout the winter. He already felt a connection with Han Fei, and now he thought Han Fei was even better.

"Brother! I..." Before Shen Luo could finish speaking, he saw Han Fei being knocked three meters away by Da Nie.

When Da Nie saw Han Fei, it was excited and wanted its master to give it a loving hug. What was a heartwarming scene in Da Nie's eyes was like a restricted-rated horror movie in Shen Luo's eyes.

A living person is pounced on by a black alien, and the next moment should be an extremely bloody scene.

To be honest, Shen Luo was really considerate. His legs went weak with fear, but he still threw the broken pieces of porcelain hard at Da Nie's head, seemingly trying to attract Da Nie's attention and create an opportunity for Han Fei to escape.

"You go quickly! Hide on the top floor!" Han Fei didn't even bother to use his master-level acting skills, so he just gave a perfunctory performance of life and death separation, and then let Da Nie take him away.

"Han Fei!" Shen Luo mustered his courage to chase after him, but his speed was far inferior to that of Da Nie.

Looking at the dark, empty stairwell, Shen Luo remembered Han Fei's words, bit her lip, and ran towards the top floor.

After Shen Luo left, Han Fei emerged from the darkness. He frowned and sat on the back of Da Nie: "They sent him away, but he can find his way back on his own?"

If Shen Luo were the kind of person with extremely poor character, Han Fei could simply throw him into the deep world and let him fend for himself.

The key point is that Shen Luo is generally a good person and doesn't have any bad intentions, so Han Fei doesn't want to send someone like that to a dangerous place like Paradise.

“This guy has amnesia but still thinks I’m a good match for him. He was even thinking of saving me just now… Forget it, let’s just lock him up on the top floor for now.” Han Fei called Feng Ziyu over and specifically instructed him to find a way to lock Shen Luo in the most difficult room on the top floor to escape from, and not to let him out under any circumstances.

"Then let's lock him in the room where Little White Shoes is? That's the room where Butterfly used to live, the most secluded one." Feng Ziyu and the other security guards quickly understood Han Fei's meaning. They also knew that Shen Luo was the key to Xu Qin's breakthrough of hatred that day, and everyone took this player who almost destroyed the Dead Building very seriously.

"Tonight I'll take most of the neighbors to the department store. From there, we'll officially begin exploring the amusement park. I'll take the white sneakers with me later. The rest of you, make sure you protect yourselves and don't let Shen Luo wander off."

Han Fei attaches great importance to the amusement park; it can be said that he is going to do everything in his power this time.

He first used the Soul Return technique to send Huang Ying away, and then went to see Jin Sheng and Wei Youfu.

After Jin Sheng cast the curse on Han Fei last time, he fell into a deep sleep and has not yet recovered.

Wei Youfu put on the coat that Han Fei had brought from the department store, concealing his special aura, and followed the other neighbors out of the fog.

With the hatred of the two, plus the victims of the great sin and the top-level resentment of the human body pattern, Han Fei is now full of confidence.

"The park has just been attacked by something unspeakable, and it is at its weakest. This opportunity should not be missed."

Han Fei mobilized almost all available resources, and everyone gathered at the department store.

"Are you sure you want to make a move today?" Mirror God stood beside the shrine, his expression somewhat worried. "That paradise was a rather special place for Fu Sheng back then. The ghosts and people there were very strange, and their abilities were quite different from ours."

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. If we keep dragging this out, our strength won’t improve much, but the Paradise is slowly recovering from the unspeakable destruction.” Han Fei was very rational; every decision he made was made after careful consideration.

"Just think through the consequences." Mirror God added a few more words out of concern: "There are very few ghosts in the park, but their overall strength is the most terrifying among these areas. If you encounter a 'person' in the park, remember to stand behind Xu Qin."

"Are you making it sound like I'm a gigolo?" Han Fei didn't argue further. He placed the faceless woman's head into the mall's shrine, then took out a pair of white shoes shrouded in mist: "I'm entrusting them to you for care."

"What's hidden in these shoes? You didn't bring out that benevolent thought of hatred, did you?" The Mirror God looked at the ordinary white shoes. Worried that the hatred from the plastic surgery hospital might come over, he quickly took the shoes and suppressed them with his shrine.

"There's a very special person being held captive in the dead building right now. I'm worried something bad might happen, so I'm transferring important things to you first." With this precaution in mind, Han Fei finished speaking and then left the mall with the others. With the help of their neighbors, they completed a G-level mission.

In less than three hours, Han Fei will be able to log off, at which point he will have another trump card up his sleeve.

With everything prepared, everyone stopped at the boundary between the amusement park and the plastic surgery hospital area.

The eternally dark night sky is like a giant curtain, and no one knows what is hidden behind it. But today, someone is willing to try to grasp a corner of the curtain and try to find the truth hidden behind it.

A somber and oppressive atmosphere emanated from the plastic surgery hospital area. A painter carrying a painting walked through the crooked building. Although he and Han Fei were far apart, he appeared in front of Han Fei in just a few seconds.

"Oh!"

The heavy picture frame crashed to the ground, blood and red paint dripping down. The painting the painter brought contained a woman in a long dress.

The woman's dress was half blood-red, soaking the canvas; the other half was pure white, clean and elegant, as if it did not belong to this filthy world.

"Is the red dress in your painting?"

The large, resentful red dress in the dead building had previously chased after Ten Fingers before disappearing at the plastic surgery hospital. Unexpectedly, she was actually caught by a painter.

The painter carrying a red iron bucket remained silent, simply handing the painting to Han Fei. As for how to get the people in the painting out, that would likely be another matter of "price."

"Since you're here, you must have agreed to explore the park with us. Since you're so sincere, I won't say any more. After we finish exploring, I'll return the faceless woman to you, and you can release the red dress."

Upon hearing Han Fei's words, the painter turned to look at the amusement park. He nodded slightly and was the first to walk towards the twisted, enormous shadow.

“Let’s go too.” Han Fei stood next to Wei Youfu. As he stepped into the twisted buildings surrounding the park, a new area was lit up on his game exploration map, and a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully entered the large hidden map - Paradise."

"Paradise (Hidden Map): I don't know when it started, but there's been more and more laughter here."

……

The mist at the edge of the dead building began to swirl, and a pair of pure white shoes emerged from the fog. His footsteps carried a fixed rhythm, and with each step, it seemed as if innocent souls were wailing.

The heavy iron gate was easily pushed open, and he stepped up the stairs, as if he were in an empty place.

The Death Tower was empty, and he passed through countless death curses without any hindrance.

His heart, burning with black flames, beat slowly. His senses, which had been severely hampered by the mist, seemed to recover a little, and he could feel the presence of his own benevolent nature!
quickened their pace and the pair of white shoes soon reached the top floor.

The black fire burned more and more fiercely, and he pushed open the door with the butterfly pattern, entering the most secret room of the dead building.

There was no trace of butterflies here anymore; all the furniture retained the scent of his kindness.

That timid and kind child seems to be imprisoned here!
The little white shoes moved around the room as he gently pushed open the bedroom door.

A young man in his twenties was lying in ambush behind the door, holding a wooden chair with both hands, ready to smash it down. But when he saw that it was a child who came in, he changed direction and smashed the wooden chair onto the white shoes instead.

"Luckily I changed direction, or I would have hit you on the head." The young man in his twenties breathed a long sigh of relief, then looked at the child in front of him with some doubt: "There are children in this building?"

He kicked the chair aside and looked at the child in the orphanage's uniform: "Why are you running around at night? Where are your parents? Do you want me to take you to find them?"

The boy in white shoes lowered his head, staring at the black stains on his shoes, and bloodshot veins slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Speak!" Crouching down, the young man used the dim candlelight on the altar to finally make out the writing on the child's clothes: "You're not an orphan, are you? Were you adopted? Do your adoptive parents live in this building?"

The sound of souls being torn apart came from the black flames, and with each word the young man spoke, the flames became even more intense!
"A mute? A deaf-mute?" The young man remembered that "Perfect Life" was a game that focused on healing. After thinking for a moment, he patted the boy's shoulder and used somewhat broken sign language: "My name is Shen Luo. What's yours, little one?"

The boy slowly raised his head, and his once youthful face was now filled with dark, gaping holes.

Unable to suppress his hatred any longer, the boy let out an extremely piercing scream, then grabbed Shen Luo, smashed the glass on the top floor, and sped up the building with boundless hatred in his heart!
The night wind rushed into his ears, and Shen Luo stared at the shattered glass all over the sky, his mind still blank.

About three seconds later, he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Driven by hatred, the boy grabbed Shen Luo and rushed towards the amusement park. His face was twisted and ferocious as he vowed not to let Shen Luo die so easily.

……

As Han Fei stepped into the amusement park area, his right eye suddenly twitched slightly. Sensing something, he glanced around.

"A twitching left eye means good fortune, a twitching right eye means bad luck. Does this mean something bad is about to happen?"

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei calmed himself down and continued to move forward with everyone.

The amusement park area is centered around the amusement park itself, and there are many other types of buildings around it. However, perhaps due to the influence of the amusement park, all those buildings are twisted and crooked, and there are no square buildings to be found in this entire area.

"The amusement park area indeed has the fewest ghosts. These buildings are basically empty, and you can't see a single ghost."

Not only Han Fei, but everyone who enters the Paradise area feels uncomfortable; the stronger the person, the more intense the discomfort.

"Nursery school? Primary school? Kindergarten? Welfare home? Disability children's rescue center?"

The park is surrounded by many buildings related to children, but those buildings are empty. The lively atmosphere of the past is long gone, leaving only a desolate silence.

The painter led the way, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the silence was broken when everyone heard the children's laughter.

"It seems to be coming from the amusement park?"

As they sped forward, while everyone's attention was focused on the child's laughter, Han Fei suddenly noticed a clown dressed in elaborate costume standing in a room window.

He stood quietly by the window, emanating neither a trace of life nor a trace of yin energy, like a life-sized cardboard cutout.

All the neighbors, including those who harbored hatred, ignored him; only Han Fei saw him by chance.

With its exaggerated makeup, perpetually wide-open mouth, and a single, inconspicuous red tear on the left cheek, this clown looked remarkably like the one Han Fei had seen in the amusement park that morning.

"number 11?"

Han Fei stopped in his tracks. Just as he was about to notify the others, something unexpected happened deep inside the park. Countless balloons were released, each with a child's face drawn on it.

(End of this chapter)