My Healing Games

Chapter 674 Is this considered a game Easter egg?
Negative emotions that accumulate in the heart, if not properly channeled, will erode the spirit and will, grow mold and poisonous weeds, and turn a normal person into a monster.

Their appearances remain the same, but their souls are no longer the same.

People who usually don't dare to show their happiness too obviously are now tearing at the corners of their mouths and laughing wildly.

“If that monster sees your human weaknesses, he won’t help you, he’ll only…” Han Fei was rudely interrupted by the man in the school uniform before he could finish speaking.

"But he can let me be another version of myself! A version of myself that I never even dared to imagine!"

The man in the school uniform was acting strangely. He was laughing uncontrollably, but tears kept welling up in his eyes. In his laughter, he was denouncing the world and venting all his anger and dissatisfaction.

“This is not a reason for you to kill them.” Han Fei offered his companionship: “Let him out, I want to talk to him.”

His bloodshot eyes looked like they were about to burst, and dense veins gathered at the corners of his eyes. The man in the school uniform was laughing so hard his mouth was almost split open. His expression was completely different from before.

The laughter grew louder again, and Han Fei clearly heard that the laughter was not coming from the man's mouth, but from his stomach.

That chilling laughter was like the devil's unborn child, gripping the school-uniformed man's esophagus and slowly crawling upwards.

The laughter from his stomach grew shrill, the unfamiliar, maniacal laughter slowly replacing the school-uniformed man's own. At that moment, the man's eyes lost all pain and regret, leaving only a raging, insane flame.

Chaos, death, despair—that's all he wanted; he loved utter destruction.

"It seems you are the person I've been looking for. I'm really curious what kind of monster you look like." Han Fei, wearing a mask, stretched out his hand towards the man in the school uniform: "There is a voice guiding me, telling me to get close to you, to devour you, or to be devoured by you. I believe you feel the same way."

The laughing school uniform man glanced at Han Fei's hand. He saw the red rope wrapped around Han Fei's fingertips, and blood was streaming from the torn corner of his mouth. He had no intention of shaking hands with Han Fei.

One end of the red rope was in Han Fei's hand, and the other end was on the paper figure inside his clothes. As soon as they shook hands, thousands of curses would surge out.

Xu Qin's body was almost broken, and she could only unleash her power a few times, so she had to use it at crucial moments to deal with key people.

Han Fei's acting skills were natural. His thoughts were actually very simple: if there was a chance to kill Kuang Xiao, he would do it directly; if there was no chance, he would try to cooperate.

The reason he chose to laugh first was simple: in the ninety-nine times Xu Qin died, laughter had never killed her even once.

The school uniform-wearing man's reason had been consumed; negative emotions erupted, overwhelming him completely; now, the will to laugh wildly had taken over his body.

"I'm very curious, just how many people in this city are possessed and controlled by you?" Han Fei has not yet seen the real body of the maniacal laughter; he can only communicate with those possessed by it.

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, the man in the school uniform simply stared at him, then walked past him, gesturing for him to sit with him on the bus heading to the amusement park.

After a brief moment of thought, Han Fei asked Li Guo'er and the others for a favor: to drive the taxi in front of a bus line and clear out each bus stop at each stop.

The method of clearing the taxi is also very simple. The taxi itself is a hearse with nine lonely souls attached to it. They only need to pull the passengers on the platform into the taxi, and then call on Xiao You's mother for help, and everything can be taken care of.

Defeating ordinary ghosts also earns points, and consuming them can boost the taxi and Xiao You's mother's stats, making it a win-win situation.

After the taxi started moving, Han Fei and the man in the school uniform got into the car.

There were only four people on the bus: the driver, Han Fei, Kuang Xiao, and a middle-aged man wearing an amusement park uniform.

Neither of them seemed to care that they hadn't brought any ghost money; it was as if they had planned it beforehand. Han Fei stood next to the driver, while the man in the school uniform walked towards the amusement park staff in the last row.

Why didn't you two buy tickets?

The staff member had just stood up when the man in the school uniform pressed him down. His maniacally laughing face loomed close to the staff member, and without any warning, he grabbed a sharp knife from his backpack and stabbed it directly into the staff member's neck.

It happened so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, that staff member in the amusement park uniform had already collapsed.

The school uniform-wearing man, driven by manic laughter, is a madman who has lost all self-control and is completely dominated by negative emotions.

"All the ordinary people in this city who are accumulating negative emotions are vessels for maniacal laughter. They could become killing machines at any time. Thinking about it this way, this city is really dangerous."

"Ordinary people can turn into laughing killers at any time, all kinds of ghosts and monsters lurk in the dead of night, there are deranged people who believe in evil gods and perform various rituals, unknown forces are preparing to completely seal off the deep world, and there is a paradise that sets rules to treat death as a game."

"I not only need to survive in a place like this, but I also need to find a way to kill them all."

"These are very difficult challenges. Could these be things that someone else has accomplished before?"

Han Fei has not yet regained all his memories. Right now, he has only seen Xu Qin die ninety-nine times. He doesn't know if this is the real him, but he doesn't hate himself as he is now.

The driver was nothing but a cold puppet, with a morgue red rope and name tag still hanging on his arm. He was indifferent to everything that happened inside the car.

The amusement park staff member inside the car had his clothes stripped off and his name tag stolen by the man in the school uniform. After getting what he wanted, the man took off his school uniform, put on the amusement park staff uniform, and then threw the body out of the car window.

Too lazy to even clean the bloodstains, the man smiled and sat down in the seat where the staff had been sitting. He even patted the seat next to him, gesturing for Han Fei to come over.

All the passengers on the platform were dealt with by Li Guo'er and her group. Han Fei and the man being controlled by Kuangxiao were like sitting on a lonely little boat, slowly drifting towards the deep sea.

A while has passed since Han Fei opened his eyes. He has never had such an experience before, sitting in the last row of a bus with the most dangerous madman, looking at the city shrouded in strange tales.

The quiet car interior contrasted sharply with the occasional screams echoing from the street, as if the two of them were merely passersby in this city, bystanders wandering in the memories of others.

The body had been thrown off the bus, and warm blood was still flowing on the ground. The man smiled, dipped his finger in the blood, and wrote a few words on the back of the bus seat: Fu Sheng, Deep World Manager, First Generation Ghost, My Paradise.

Han Fei didn't understand the man's meaning at first, until the man raised his sharp knife and stabbed the place where Fu Sheng was written, tearing the name to shreds.

"Besides you and me, are there four other choices?" Han Fei looked at the man, who looked back at him. In their eyes, there was a kind of madness that only they could understand: "Each of us is responsible for two? That's fair."

This city is a microcosm of a certain period in the past. The man laughed hysterically and hated Fu Sheng even more than Han Fei did. So his first choice was to kill Fu Sheng.

For Han Fei, what interested him more was the deeper world; just looking at those four words seemed to awaken his body's instincts.

By extracting the concept of "companionship," Han Fei pierces through the deep-seated world's managers.

After he struck, the laughing man shattered the words "My Paradise".

"You left the first generation of ghosts to me?" Han Fei raised his knife and pierced through the last few words. The chair back lost its support and fell forward.

Han Fei and Kuang Xiao are both good at making multiple-choice questions. By eliminating all the answers, they no longer need to worry about what the correct answer is.

The bus kept going, and no passengers got on along the way, until it reached its final stop – the amusement park.

This was the closest Han Fei had ever been to the amusement park at night. The brightly lit park looked even more lively than during the day, bustling with people, yet he couldn't see a single person in sight.

When the vehicle stopped at the last station, there was a knock on the window, and Xiao You and Xiao Jia anxiously made various hand gestures towards Han Fei.

"I should get off the bus now." Han Fei stood up and wiped the blood off his shoes. "You kept smiling, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't smile. I really don't know who's happier, you or me."

After getting off the bus, Han Fei watched it drive into the amusement park. The amusement park was much larger at night than during the day. The bus was quickly swallowed up by laughter and disappeared without a trace, as if it had entered another world.

"Han Fei, did the deal go through?" Xiao Jia opened the taxi door and looked at Han Fei, who was wearing a suit. He felt a sense of familiarity: "The more I look at you, the more you remind me of my former boss. He looked like this after he finished a business deal."

"This isn't the first time I've heard you say that. You can take me to meet him sometime." Han Fei sat in the passenger seat, not letting any suspicious detail slip by.

“That won’t do. He was hacked to death by his girlfriends, and it’s said that they didn’t even leave him with a complete body.” Xiao Jia didn’t notice Li Guo’er’s gloomy face and continued, “We even made a game together, which was adapted from his own story.”

"game?"

“I have it on my phone, do you want to play it?” Xiao Jia handed his phone to Han Fei: “The version on the phone is a simplified version with only fifteen endings, while the full version on the computer has ninety-nine endings. Players seem to particularly enjoy the protagonist’s reckless behavior.”

Upon opening the game, Han Fei's first sight was a line of text: "This game is based on a true story. To protect the privacy of the deceased, all names in the game are pseudonyms."

“That game isn’t fun at all.” Li Guo’er started the car. “You almost followed the bus into the amusement park just now. Do you know how dangerous it is to go into an amusement park at night?”

"Do you know who that amusement park was built for?" Han Fei casually clicked on the game. The initial scene was a male protagonist lying in his bedroom sleeping. He heard sounds from the living room while he was half asleep. He opened his eyes slightly and found his wife standing at the bedroom door with a sharp knife.

"hiss……"

Such a simple scene sent a throbbing pain through Han Fei's brain, as if the person lying on the bed was none other than himself.

"Does the game contain my memories?"

"Huh?" Xiao Jia leaned forward. "Are you a playboy too? I thought you were Ning Caichen before."

"Do you have the full version of the game on your computer?" Han Fei didn't waste any words; he felt he had grasped a crucial clue.

"Of course, this is a game developed by our department, and I've played through all the death endings."

"A death ending? Does this game not have a happy ending?" Han Fei frowned slightly.

"There is one, but only my boss knows the ending. No player has ever gotten it yet."

"I'm coming to your house right away. I want to check out this game." Han Fei lowered his head and continued playing the game. The more he played, the greater the fluctuations in his mind became. This small game was actually widening the cracks in the darkness of his memory.

Hearing that Han Fei was willing to go home and stay put, Xiao Jia was naturally happy; he had no desire to deal with ghosts and monsters.

Back in the apartment complex where Xiao Jia lived, the group, just like last time, avoided the surveillance cameras and quietly entered the building.

Han Fei opened the door and pulled Xiao Jia to the computer.

"Don't worry, there are many endings in this game, enough to keep you playing for a long time." After helping Han Fei open the game, Xiao Jia sat quietly next to him and watched: "It is said that even the most top-notch playboys and scumbags can't last more than thirty days. Once, a gender psychology expert and a group of students studied for a long time and only survived for a month."

While Xiao Jia was speaking, Han Fei had already lived to the second day. The cold text options on the computer screen seemed to Han Fei to hide some kind of burning emotion. He made decisions almost instinctively and soon lived to the fourth day.

Not only did he not die, he also increased his wife's favorability towards him.

"It's useless to just win over one person. Your wife can't protect you completely, and if your wife's favorability is too high, it will cause dissatisfaction among others, making your situation at the company very difficult." Xiao Jia had been bullied by Han Fei for a long time and wanted to show off his superb gaming skills, but he soon discovered that Han Fei, who was playing the game for the first time, was actually clearing the levels faster than him, who knew the game process in advance. It felt as if he had really experienced all of this.

"Outrageous?" Xiao Jia stood to the side: "How come my colleague's favorability rating has increased too?"

Li Guo'er walked in from outside the door and saw all the choices Han Fei had made.

Han Fei suffers from amnesia and has forgotten everything from his past, so this must be his first time playing this game.

Without knowing the correct answer, he made that choice, just like that person before.

Li Guo'er recalled her first encounter with Han Fei on the street. He had noticed something was wrong with her, but still chose to help her.

"They're clearly not the same person, so why is this happening?"

Immersed in the game, Han Fei was unaware of the abnormality around him. He had already survived the first week, and the lock on his memory was becoming increasingly loose.

(End of this chapter)