My Healing Games

Chapter 645 The World Through the Eyes of a Madman

The child's desperate and sorrowful tears dripped into the flowerpot, where black thorns grew in the rough gravel.

The dense array of sharp spikes protects the injured children, guarding the last paradise in their hearts.

Han Fei and his group arrived at the tenth floor, a very important place for both Number Eleven and Han Fei.

"Execute according to the plan I told you before. Everyone, take your positions." F used his black knife to cut through the thorns. He grabbed Ah Chong's shoulder and used Ah Chong as a shield, pulling him in front of him.

“With the sentinel missing, and without his enhanced perception talent, I can’t pinpoint the ‘ghost’s’ location with 100% certainty.” Ah Chong desperately shrank back. He enjoyed the pain of being hurt, but he didn’t want to die.

"It's okay, you just need to do it according to the original plan." F and Qianye kicked open the security door covered with thorns, and the tenth floor had been completely transformed into a different place.

The carpet was sewn together from pieces of cat skin, most of the cats were still alive, and sometimes you could see them blinking.

The walls were covered with thorns that looked like black centipedes crawling around. The load-bearing walls of the room were piled with broken flowerpots. The walls were no longer made of cement and steel, but rather resembled giant children.

The sinful room was chilling; the couple had used their children's bodies to buy themselves a house and furniture, and now those children were supporting the family in another form.

"Is this how the human world is seen through the eyes of a 'ghost'?"

"Perhaps we've already reached the realm of the dead. Anyway, I've never even dreamed of these things. It's really crazy."

The four rooms on the tenth floor had been connected, and the room was deathly silent, so eerie that it sent chills down one's spine.

"Go in."

F, Qianye, and Achong entered the room on the left side of the tenth floor. Stepping on the cat-skin carpet, they felt as if they had entered a swamp. If they took a step, their bodies would sink down.

"Be careful, there seems to be a space under these cat skins."

“Children are treated like cats. If you put on a cat skin, you will be trapped in darkness forever and lose your freedom.” F understood the deeper meaning of everything, but he did not tell others everything he knew.

The three worked together to find a safe path, and the other players followed behind them, all walking together past the giant children.

Throughout the entire ten-story building, only one bedroom is different from all the other rooms.

The bedroom walls were covered with all sorts of colorful paintings, and there was even a huge window painted inside the wardrobe, with a beautiful view outside.

The room was like a bubble floating in the sunlight, colorful and dreamlike, but its beauty was almost unreal.

It's like a child's fantasy.

Pushing open the wardrobe, you'll find hidden steps leading up to the rooftop. Following those steps, it seems you can leave this stifling and oppressive home and escape to the rooftop all by yourself.

“In reality, there’s no way a child’s bedroom could have such stairs. So this room, and what we’re about to see, might just be the ‘ghost’s’ beautiful imagination, a deceptive illusion. Be careful not to get lost in it.” F became alert. He was used to thinking about human nature from the worst possible perspective, and he treated ghosts the same way.

"Understood." Qianye reached out and touched the steps of the child's room. Petals were scattered on them, and there was a faint fragrance, completely different from the pungent medicinal smell in the house.

Reaching out, I parted the petals, revealing playful handwriting on the steps—"Even the most desperate person harbors a paradise within their heart. Welcome to my little paradise, my secret garden. I hope you enjoy it here."

The players continued upwards, but Han Fei remained standing by the wardrobe for a while.

He stared at the window inside the wardrobe; compared to the window that came with the bedroom, the painted window inside the wardrobe seemed more real.

"The scenery outside the window is beautiful, but it's a pity no one can go out." Han Fei also saw the words on the steps, and his heart seemed to be touched: "Is there a paradise hidden in my heart as well? Are all the secrets I lost hidden there?"

Urged on by the players behind him, Han Fei also climbed the steps in the bedroom to the rooftop.

The air became fresher, the pungent smell of disinfectant and the stench of decay were gone, but a faint smell of blood had appeared.

The rooftop of Apartment 11 has been transformed into a playground, with red flowers planted on the ground, various toys piled up, and swings, slides and seesaws built.

Who would have thought that such a place would be hidden on the top floor of this dilapidated building?

The blood-red night enveloped the neighborhood, as if all the buildings were draped in a thin red veil. This little paradise was beautiful, yet it stood out starkly from the rest of the city.

"There they are!"

Ah Chong screamed and pointed to a certain place, in the corner of the flower bushes, where a monster couple dressed in tattered clothes were placing a sentinel on a huge millstone. They seemed to be the gardeners here, going to grind the sentinel into fertilizer to water the flowers.

"The gardener stole the flowers from the garden..." F narrowed his eyes, exchanged a glance with Qianye, and the two rushed towards the monster couple from the left and right: "Everyone else, keep watch!"

In fact, F didn't want to act directly, but if he had been any slower, the Sentinel would probably have been killed by the monster couple.

The man who grabbed the sentry's legs let out a roar as he and his wife worked together to tear at the sentry's body.

The blood-red stone millstone was turning on its own, and the sentry's fingers were about to be crushed by the millstone.

"Step aside!"

Seeing the seemingly unruly Qianye unleash astonishing speed, it seemed he had undergone a second job advancement in a special class, giving him significantly higher stamina than ordinary players.

To save his companion, he didn't hesitate and charged forward with all his might.

Compared to Qianye, F noticeably slowed down, as if he sensed danger.

"The couple had plenty of time to kill the sentry, but they didn't. It was a trap; they were deliberately trying to lure us over."

Han Fei said softly, "The problem that F thought of, I also thought of."

As Qianye rushed to the millstone, the sound of children's silvery laughter rang out from the sea of ​​flowers on the rooftop.

All those flower buds had bloomed, and they looked like the faces of children.

A red wind blew across the flower stems, causing the sea of ​​flowers on the rooftop to ripple. Amidst the undulations, an incredibly ugly and terrifying monster crawled out.

Its heart was exposed, with twenty-two names engraved on it, and its skin was covered with pleas and entreaties.

Foul-smelling saliva dripped continuously from its gaping mouth, and the monster's features were completely distorted, making it impossible to tell what it actually was.

The sea of ​​flowers was torn apart, and the monster's twenty-two arms stretched out from below, each arm holding something—some were toys, some were pills, and some were sharp knives.

"Retreat! Quickly!"

The monster was much larger than the players had anticipated. Its twenty-two arms covered the blood-red night. It howled and twisted its body on the rooftop, tearing apart anything that came near.

"Isn't this supposed to be a paradise? How could such a monster be hiding here?" Ah Chong retreated repeatedly, and the other players followed suit.

Han Fei, who was originally standing in the middle of the line, was quietly pulled to the end of the line by Li Guo'er, and they stood very close to the exit.

"Is this the 'ghost' we're supposed to catch?"

Han Fei had a vague feeling that something was wrong. His fear of death didn't seem to be caused by the monster. The thing he had always been afraid of wasn't the monster!

"The real ghost hasn't appeared yet!" Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a completely unfamiliar voice suddenly rang in Han Fei's ears.

"It's not a ghost, it's just happiness that a ghost wants to get close to."

When that voice rang out, Han Fei's fear surged to its peak almost instantly; he didn't even dare to turn his head to look.

"The happiness I see is a ruthless monster; it's the love of my twenty-two parents. What about you? What does the happiness you seek look like?"

Han Fei, who was pressing his hand tightly to his chest and struggling to breathe, suddenly turned around!
At the very back of the line, a figure stood next to the player, revealing half of his disfigured face.

He applied clown makeup to his pockmarked face, seemingly trying to use vibrant colors to cover up his severely damaged features.

Balloons with human faces painted on them flew out of the entrance, and the figure pressed close to the player's back, slowly opening its mouth.

"The balloons have pictures of my dad and mom, and every face is filled with fear. They are afraid to sleep at night, afraid to be home alone, and even more afraid to turn their backs to me."

This chapter is relatively short; there will be two updates tomorrow.

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