My Healing Games

Chapter 648 The Game Between Two Managers
The Black Blade has committed many atrocities. With each person or evil spirit it kills, its blade becomes sharper, and the killing intent and death aura contained within it intensify.

But this murderous blade, which even vengeful ghosts would avoid, underwent a startling change when it touched Han Fei's fingers.

A series of roars echoed from the hilt of the sword, resounding through the blood-red night, a sound that sent shivers down everyone's spine.

The black blade stopped on Han Fei's finger. The black mist was like a ferocious beast bound by chains, just a millimeter away from crushing Han Fei's finger and heart, but it just couldn't go any further.

F, who was gripping the knife, and Han Fei, who was protecting his heart, had not expected such a scene to unfold. When they looked up, they could only see the white mask on each other's faces.

F had never encountered such a situation before; he could feel the knife in his hand resisting him!
A murderous intent arose in his heart. This knife was his only means of slaying demons, and anyone who dared to touch it must not be allowed to live.

The murderous aura emanating from the black blade sliced ​​through Han Fei's skin, and bright red blood slid from Han Fei's fingertips, flowing down the blade to the hilt.

“There were many people calling my name from within that knife; they wanted to get closer to me!”

The drop of blood resembled a key, but before it touched the hilt, F swung his arm and sheathed the black knife. Han Fei didn't even see whether the drop of blood had actually landed on the hilt.

In fact, when F drew his sword, he didn't intend to kill Han Fei as well. If Han Fei had been his first target, he wouldn't have had time to retract his sword, and the drop of blood would have slid down to the hilt.

"Give me your heart!" F's voice remained calm, but it seemed to be the last vestige of restraint before the storm. He was slowly tightening his grip on the black knife.

"You didn't save anyone, but I ran in to save people. I saved you all, and you want to kill me?" After Han Fei took the heart out of the monster's chest, the monster called Happiness moved more and more slowly, and dark purple blood vessels began to emerge from its body, as if it might burst at any moment.

“You were being chased by a ghost, and we helped you get rid of the trouble. We’ll each take half of that heart.” F didn’t back down an inch, confronting Han Fei head-on.

"If a person's heart is split in two, can that person still live?"

A happy heart beat in Han Fei's arms, like a piece of red amber, within which all the prayers and names were solidified, representing Eleven's simplest desires and memories.

The clown gave Han Fei a hint and did not interfere with anything Han Fei did; he seemed to trust Han Fei completely.

Indeed, he seemed willing to place his hopes for happiness with Han Fei.

The enormous body of Happiness was besieged by players, and the sea of ​​flowers was trampled, revealing the thick, plant-like roots beneath.

That monster called happiness has grown up on this building, becoming one with this building that represents my childhood.

"I'll say it again, give me your heart."

"His heart is exposed, easily plucked by anyone. He openly reveals his innermost thoughts, hoping to receive equal treatment. If you could put yourself in his shoes, perhaps you would come to a different conclusion." Han Fei's heart, which he held to his chest, was pounding. The frequency of its beating slowly overlapped with his own heartbeat, and then something unexpected happened.

The names and prayers on the heart of happiness are disappearing, and the giant on the rooftop seems to be having a final burst of energy, its veins bulging as it begins its final madness.

As a series of explosions rang out, cracks slowly appeared on the heart in Han Fei's hand and on the giant's enormous body. Without F's intervention, the heart shattered into powder in Han Fei's arms.

The heartbeat in his chest became strong, and the words that were originally engraved on the heart of happiness seemed to be imprinted on Han Fei's own heart. This seemed to be the real gift that the clown gave to Han Fei.

The giant's massive body collapsed to the ground, and Han Fei stood in front of F, one hand empty, the other holding a black knife.

F seemed to have the upper hand, but both of them knew in their hearts that the black, deadly blade seemed unable to kill Han Fei.

If F had used that knife against Han Fei, it's really uncertain who would have killed whom in the end.

"You did it!" Qianye, having rescued the sentinel, excitedly ran over to check. He never expected Han Fei and F to be able to kill such a terrifying monster. "This thing is a 'ghost,' right? Quickly check the invitation; have your points increased?"

"F!" The twisted wrist of the insect crawled out from the giant's dissipating body and charged at F in fury. He had almost been killed by F just now.

Seeing Ah Chong approach, F silently picked up the black knife, and Ah Chong's anger immediately dissipated by more than half.

"It turns out I made the right choice. Trust me, and we can all survive." F's voice remained calm.

"Everyone can survive? How did Short Hair die? Was his death also in the future you saw? Didn't you say that as long as we followed your plan, no one would die?" Ah Chong, who had narrowly escaped death, now trusted F to the lowest point.

"Shorthair's death..." F and Han Fei looked at the player's corpse at the same time. F frowned, but Han Fei seemed to slowly understand why the clown killed someone.

“In the future I see, Short Hair didn’t die, and he doesn’t exist in the future I see either.” F pointed at Han Fei: “The fate of the future has changed; one person is gone, and another person has appeared.”

"What nonsense are you spouting? You're blaming us for the deaths of your own people?" Li Guo'er was the only one present who spoke up for Han Fei: "Predicting the future? Do you even believe in such a ridiculous ability?"

Li Guo'er didn't believe it at all, but to her surprise, the players seemed to agree with what F said.

"No way? You really think his ability is to foresee the future?" Li Guo'er didn't know what to say next. She walked towards a corner, somewhat speechless. "If he really had such a terrifying ability, he would have already accumulated a hundred points. Why would he need to lead you guys around here exploring?"

“I know it’s hard for you to understand, but his ability does allow him to see parts of the future, foresee most dangers, and take preventative measures in advance.” Qianye and the bald prisoner both spoke up: “F’s ability has helped us through many difficulties and avoid countless dangers. We can all sacrifice ourselves, but he can’t. He has to leave here alive.”

These players seemed to have been brainwashed, as if everyone could be saved if F could successfully leave.

Li Guo'er couldn't understand those people's thoughts. Before the two sides turned against each other, she quietly picked up the dagger that Han Fei had thrown and returned it to Han Fei.

As Han Fei gripped the sword called "Companionship" again, his heart began to race. The twenty-two names seemed ready to change at any moment.

"Number 11 is a child who has been abandoned eleven times. If someone can get through the obstacles of those twenty-two arms and rescue him from his adoptive parents, he will find true happiness. He should have found it by now." Han Fei had heard the Joker talk about his past. It seemed that he had helped the Joker make up for some regret, which was one of the reasons why the Joker was willing to make a deal with Han Fei.

The trolls are dead, and without a common enemy, those with differing interests will split.

Without F saying anything more, some players had already gathered around.

"I sincerely wanted to join you, and I even provided you with such important clues. Is this how you repay me?" Li Guo'er's voice grew colder as she reached into her pocket.

“We killed such a terrifying monster, but my points haven’t increased at all.” After F finished speaking, Qianye also checked, and the points on their invitations had not changed.

"You want to kill us just because of this?" Li Guo'er remained calm: "If you kill us for this reason today, you will kill others around you for the same reason in the future."

"F, let him go." Ah Chong suppressed his fear and spoke up for Han Fei again. He felt that Han Fei was familiar, perhaps because Han Fei's arms were covered with scars. He felt that the two were kindred spirits.

“There’s really no need to take action. Our goal is to gather all our strength and, while accumulating 100 points, find a way to eliminate the owner of the Paradise Game.” Qianye didn’t want to clash with Han Fei either. He and Qiangwei both wanted to recruit more game participants so that everyone could work together to fight against the game’s organizers.

When Qianye spoke, the players who had surrounded them began to retreat.

Li Guo'er didn't dare to linger and grabbed Han Fei, running towards the entrance, worried that he might change his mind.

Throughout the entire process, F did not utter a single word. His gaze remained fixed on Han Fei's figure, and his killing intent grew stronger and stronger.

“He’s not in the future I see. For me, the safest solution is to kill him.” F flipped his fingers, and a black invitation appeared in his palm. He held the invitation up to the dark red blood-red night, and when he adjusted it to a certain angle, a number appeared on the invitation—16.

If the ghost is not successfully captured, this number represents sixteen lives.

"Has the game already started?"

Time ticked by, and as midnight approached, strange occurrences began to happen in the other apartment buildings as well.

"Let's go too, we can't leave this place after midnight."

F and the other players followed behind, while Li Guo'er and Han Fei took the lead.

Li Guo'er ran very fast after leaving the top floor, as if she had seen her own house on fire, and dragged Han Fei downstairs.

"There's still some time until midnight, no need to rush."

"Just follow me."

Without looking back, Li Guo'er and Han Fei ran out of Building 11 and walked to the passage between Building 1 and Building 10.

"I want to go check out Building 1. Happiness is hidden in Building 11, and my happiness might be hidden in Building 1." Han Fei, carrying his bag, was about to walk into the stairwell when Li Guo'er and the ugly cat in the bag screamed in fright.

“There will be plenty of opportunities later! It’s almost midnight! All the ghosts will go crazy, so don’t do anything reckless at this time!” Li Guo’er pulled Han Fei into the passage.

“We can only leave if we take one item from inside the building, but once we take the item out, we will definitely be chased by some ‘ghost.’ It’s an unsolvable situation, but it seems to be the only way to leave.” Li Guo’er grabbed Han Fei’s clothes and made him take the knife and walk forward.

"You might encounter various noises that could distract you, and you might even see other ghosts. This path may seem short, but it's actually quite difficult to leave..."

Before Li Guo'er could finish speaking, Han Fei had already led her almost out.

After obtaining the Heart of Happiness, Han Fei seemed to develop some kind of connection with this community shrouded in blood-red night. He felt like a member of the community and left without any hindrance.

As I took my first step, night fell, the sky returned to its normal color, a cold wind brushed my cheeks, and the streetlights cast a pale glow.

"We're out?" Li Guo'er, clutching Han Fei's coat, stood frozen for a long while. "Could we have fallen into another illusion?"

"Probably not, that clown ghost seems to know me," Han Fei said blankly.

“I also think he knows you.” This time, Li Guo’er didn’t refute: “It seems that all the points I got from killing that giant monster were credited to me.”

As Li Guo'er and Han Fei fled, Li Guo'er produced the invitation: "After the biggest monster died, I directly gained eleven points, and now I have a full sixteen points! Do you know what that means? A madman with sixteen lives on his hands!"

“Simply killing that monster shouldn’t have given you eleven points. The points you got were probably related to that clown ghost’s voluntary disappearance. He said he wanted to shatter his childhood memories, so he probably added the points from his body’s death to yours.” Han Fei had lost his memory, but his basic analytical abilities remained.

"Eleven points. If those people knew, they'd probably be furious." Li Guo'er was in a good mood, and even found Han Fei more pleasing to the eye.

"We can't rely on them anymore. We have to accumulate points ourselves and try to clear all the games as soon as possible." Han Fei didn't know what would happen after accumulating 100 points. Besides, the person who was going to clear the game this time wasn't him, but Li Guo'er.

Looking at the woman beside him, Han Fei had a strange feeling, as if he had deliberately arranged for her to be his partner.

"Getting 100 points is too difficult, but with your help, I'm still very confident." Li Guo'er put away the invitation, her smile sweet but dangerous.

"I will do everything in my power to help you," Han Fei replied decisively.

"Why are you helping me like this? We've only known each other for less than two days, and you spent an entire day of that time imprisoned in the basement." Li Guo'er stretched and looked directly into Han Fei's eyes: "Do you really enjoy being imprisoned and tortured? Or are you suffering from Stockholm syndrome instead of paranoia?"

"I don't know." Han Fei shook his head.

"You're truly the most honest man I've ever met, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper." Li Guo'er seemed to recall some unhappy memories and didn't continue the topic: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Go back to Perfect Life Inn and find the other leader among them," Han Fei said with unusual calm.

Li Guo'er was puzzled: "We've already fallen out with them, what's the point of going there now?"

"The villain accuses first." F's image flashed in Han Fei's blank eyes: "It seems my game with him has begun."

(End of this chapter)