My Healing Games

Chapter 675 Starting with Evil

"That's absolutely impossible. Even if my boss played it himself, he wouldn't be this skilled." Xiao Jia stared blankly at the computer screen, watching Han Fei teeter between life and death, wavering between five female friends.

Other games can be explained by talent, but this urban romance horror game doesn't require any skill. All you need to do is make the right judgments and accurately analyze the psychology of each character. Xiao Jia has never seen anyone survive a week on their first playthrough.

What's even stranger is that while other players would deliberate for a long time before making each choice in order to avoid death, Han Fei made choices without even blinking. It was as if he wasn't playing a game, but rather reviewing his entire life.

Standing on Han Fei's other side, Li Guo'er also fell into deep thought. She had witnessed Han Fei make the same choice as that man in the game. He did not hesitate when saving people, unlike other players who tried various possibilities. He was too immersed in the game and treated every game character as a living person.

To an uninformed outsider, Han Fei might just seem foolish, but to Li Guo'er, one of the game's characters, Han Fei was radiating a special aura.

She had seen that same aura in someone else before, and now that the two figures were slowly converging, her gaze changed.

Within half an hour, Han Fei had unlocked seven female characters and was now being chased by the female ghost.

When the first female ghost appeared on the game screen, Han Fei's progress slowed down noticeably, and he stared at the screen for a long time.

"This female ghost looks completely different from Xu Qin."

Relieved, Han Fei regained some of his composure. He had become completely immersed in the game, imagining himself as the protagonist.

Even more outrageous is that new cracks have begun to appear on the black curtain that sealed his memories in his mind.

"Why did you stop playing?" Xiao Jia pulled up a chair and sat down next to Han Fei. "Watching you play games is such a treat. You're so smooth. Did your amnesia come from being beaten up by your ex-girlfriends?"

"I've been thinking about something." Han Fei turned to look at Li Guo'er: "This game was developed by your company and is based on a true story. The male protagonist in the game is your boss, and the female colleague in the game is you, isn't she?"

This question is a bit impolite. After pausing for a moment, Li Guo'er nodded: "The male lead is my team leader. He died of illness a year ago."

"A year ago?" Han Fei picked up the paper and pen on the table and drew a mother and child. "I met this mother and child at the entrance of the amusement park. Do you know them?"

When Han Fei was at his weakest, he followed the clues left in the script and went to the amusement park to see the mother and son.

He didn't know why he did it; he just felt it was a very important thing to him.

“The woman you drew is my team leader’s second wife, and the child is named Fu Tian, ​​the team leader’s second son.” Li Guo’er recognized the mother and child in Han Fei’s drawing.

"Why would your team leader's wife and children help me? Why did she look at me with such unconditional trust?" Han Fei had a guess in his mind, and then he asked another question: "Tell me about your team leader's family and people related to him."

After Han Fei said this, both Li Guo'er and Xiao Jia resolutely refused him.

Although the team leader is dead, he still holds a special place in their hearts, and they seem to be worried that Han Fei will harm the team leader's family.

"Don't worry, I'm just doing this to prove one thing." Han Fei stopped pressuring Li Guo'er and Xiao Jia and continued to focus on the game.

In this terrifying romance game with ninety-nine possible death endings, Han Fei stubbornly survived for a month, maintaining the affection levels of all his female friends at a very delicate level—neither too high nor too low, just enough to prevent him from dying.

"Looks like you're reaching your limit too. I knew no one could possibly beat a game like this," Xiao Jia muttered softly. "This game probably doesn't even have an ending. The night I first released it, my house was haunted, and my computer turned on by itself. I don't even know how the final version's storyline unfolded..."

The mention of ghosts was unintentional, but when Xiao Jia looked down at Han Fei sitting in front of the computer, an uncontrollable sense of fear welled up inside her.

This scene is so familiar; the ghost sitting in front of the computer that night seems to be the same person right in front of me!
Just as Xiao Jia opened her mouth wide in fear, Han Fei activated the side quests of all his female friends, triggering the final survival countdown.

With each choice Han Fei made, a new crack appeared in the memory barrier in his mind.

All the decisions he made in the past are influencing this hopeless future. The characters that appeared in the game are imprinted in Han Fei's memory, breaking the lock that seals his memories.

"I think I know what the ending is. This ending is one that I wrote myself."

After making amends for the regrets of the ten women, Han Fei faced his final choice: death or to continue living.

As the game progresses, countless hours of brainpower and energy have been spent trying to survive. Most people would probably choose to continue living, but Han Fei hesitated for a moment before choosing to die.

This is a game about redemption. The ultimate goal is not to let the protagonist live happily, but to help him atone for his sins.

"No! You've fought your way here! How can you give up on your own?" Xiao You didn't understand Han Fei's choice, but as it turned out, it was the best possible outcome.

After the game's protagonist committed suicide, an Easter egg that no one had ever seen before appeared.

The soul of another person emerged from the male protagonist's corpse. That soul was completely different from the male protagonist's; it was a handsome young man with gentle eyes.

Upon seeing the Easter egg on the computer screen, Han Fei felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy blow. He stared blankly at the corpse on the ground and the soul emerging from it!
"This is a clue I left for myself!"

Another soul resides within the group leader's body. The purpose of that soul is to help the group leader atone for his sins. Only after the group leader has atoneed for his sins will this soul reappear.

The soul on the computer screen wanders through the corners of the city, gazing at the team leader's former family and friends from afar, before gradually fading into the distance.

"So this is the real ending!"

The game's theme is love, but it is full of traps and despair. All endings point to death, and even the game's development company doesn't know what the real happy ending is, because the only chief designer who knew the ending is dead.

In this situation, Han Fei revealed the true ending.

Li Guo'er and Xiao Jia stared at Han Fei in utter shock. The image they had buried deep in their hearts completely overlapped with the man in front of them.

"Team leader?"

"You're the one who saved me?"

As his two former subordinates spoke at the same time, Han Fei felt a tearing pain in his head!

"I once atoneed for that man's sins, and the game recorded the last part of my life."

"Attention player number 0000! You have reached stage seven!"

When two different memories collided, Han Fei remembered some things, but those memory fragments were not his own, but came from a person named Fu Yi.

"You two tell me everything you know about Fu Yi," Han Fei said, his voice brooking no refusal.

After a brief exchange, Han Fei understood many things, and he also knew why the mother and son had helped him.

“My wife recognized me; she seemed to be the first to notice something was wrong.”

Han Fei pieced together the fragments of memory in his mind: "Fu Yi's eldest child is named Fu Sheng, the paper craftsman on the top floor of Building No. 1 in Xingfu Community is also named Fu Sheng, and everyone in this city who wants to kill me is also surnamed Fu. In just one year, what happened in the city? I saved him from the abyss, so why did he try so hard to kill me?"

“Fu Sheng left the city half a year ago. He said he was going to study in another city, but I saw him once in the amusement park later.” After learning the truth, Li Guo’er looked at Han Fei with a very complicated expression: “It seems that he disappeared in the amusement park.”

"The real Fu Sheng disappeared in the amusement park, and then countless madmen with the surname Fu appeared in the city, as if Fu Sheng from all stages of his life had gathered in this city." Han Fei turned off the game: "Maybe I should tell Fu Sheng's mother about this and help her find her child."

Many things that had been puzzling him now had answers. Han Fei silently stared at the computer screen, his gaze falling on the icon of the game Plants vs. Zombies: "Two memories, two different kinds of helpers, humans and ghosts. Compared to the other five factions, we are not much worse off."

Xiao Jia downloaded the game save file to the laptop, while Han Fei listed out all the corresponding characters in the game.

"So that's how you use the increased favorability rating."

The night outside the window was thick with darkness, and the moment of malice was about to arrive. Those evil spirits, which even the amusement park could not control, would hunt down game participants and innocent people in the city.

“There’s still an hour until dawn. Take your laptops and come with me to find Fu Sheng’s mother.” Han Fei stood up from his seat, his voice cold and decisive, showing no sign of fatigue.

"We just got back." Xiao Jia said with a bitter face, "My team leader never used to make us work overtime."

“I’m not making you work overtime, I’m finding your only way out.” Han Fei walked toward the living room: “F won’t sit idly by. He has the ability to foresee the future. Tomorrow should be the beginning of chaos. The day and night in this city will soon become blurred.”

Previously, Li Guo'er would oppose Han Fei and offer her own opinions, but ever since she learned that Han Fei might be the soul possessing that person, Li Guo'er has become the most loyal assistant and no longer even voices any doubts.

The two put on white masks, put the murder weapon in their backpacks, and opened the door.

"My God! You guys are really pushing your limits!" Xiao Jia followed behind, carrying his laptop. He looked at Xiao You apologetically and said, "Sorry, I dragged you into this too."

"It's okay, I don't want to be separated from my mother. If anyone tries to take her away, I will fight back to the very end." Xiao You gripped the phone around her neck, her eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Not long after they got home, the group got into a taxi again.

As night falls, now is the darkest hour, and anything that moves about is a potential target for malicious intent.

To warn all game participants, crimson fireworks bloomed in the sky above the park, with giant eyeballs exploding in the air and blood everywhere signifying that danger was imminent.

“Last time we were lucky not to encounter any evil spirits that were out of control of the park, but this time we may not be so lucky, so you must be prepared.” Han Fei knew better than anyone else: “I heard the words ‘First Generation Demon’ from the Laughing Monster. Those uncontrollable evil spirits are very likely the so-called First Generation Demons.”

"The first generation of demons? Could it be that demons were created?"

"I don't know who the first ghost was, but I know that Dean Fu's orphanage has been torturing the orphans, trying to bring them to a certain state, like Number Eleven, and me." Han Fei's eyes behind the mask were sharp and cold: "This city hides the most fundamental secret, and I will dig it out little by little!"

The taxi drove through the darkness, and with only half an hour left until dawn, the neon screens on the skyscrapers began to flash.

Instead of playing meaningless advertisements, the big screen began issuing red alerts, turning the entire screen a glaring red.

"Han Fei! How come you and Li Guo'er are appearing on the big screens of those tall buildings in the city?" Xiao Jia exclaimed in surprise. He had initially thought he was seeing things.

Looking out the window, Han Fei noticed that the police had issued a new Class A warrant. Li Guo'er, suspected of murdering Du Shu, was listed first; F, who openly assaulted a police officer, participated in multiple heinous crimes, and was suspected of serial killings, was listed second; Han Fei, who was mentally unstable, had multiple personalities, assaulted medical staff, and was suspected of serial killings, was listed third; and Qiangwei, the manager of Perfect Life B&B, was listed fourth…

The police issued a total of eleven arrest warrants, with each person's name marked in the most dangerous red lettering. They were all madmen with blood on their hands who despised the rules!

"Holy crap! You two are both wanted!" It would be a lie to say Xiao Jia wasn't scared: "That F seems to be thinking the same thing as you! Did you know he would do this, so you wanted to drag him into it?"

“He can foresee the future, so when I make a decision, I have to consider the worst-case scenario.” The white mask on Han Fei’s face was illuminated by the light from the screen and turned blood red. “Being wanted is nothing. Although I have always considered myself a good person, I vaguely remember someone calling me the Evil Soul.”

Hearing Han Fei's cold voice, Xiao Jia felt a chill run down his spine. There were eleven people on the screen. Some of them were rated as A-level in terms of danger, but others were only classified as A-level by the police.

Sitting in the back, Xiao Jia and Xiao You were both sweating bullets. Of the eleven Class A wanted criminals in the city, only two were sitting in this car. How could they not be nervous?

Among the teammates, only Li Guo'er held the steering wheel, sitting side by side with Han Fei, driving forward.

"Almost there."

A dozen minutes later, the black taxi slowly drove into the dilapidated residential area.

Before they even went upstairs, they heard a jumble of footsteps. Inside one of the buildings in the complex, several game participants wearing white masks were walking out of the stairwell.

The man in the lead was wearing a black trench coat and was holding a sleeping child in his arms.

"F?"

The car came to a stop, and Han Fei pushed open the door of the black car. Dressed in a suit, he got out of the car, holding hands with his companion.

"You always seem to be one step ahead of me in everything. Is this your ability to foresee the future?"

Han Fei stood in the middle of the road, blocking the only exit.

"Move aside." F, who was holding the child, spoke calmly, without any discernible emotion.

"You can move aside, but you have to leave two things behind." Han Fei tied the red rope to his hand.

"What do you want to take from me?" F asked as players stepped out from behind him.

"That black knife that couldn't kill me, and the child I raised in your arms."

The streetlights flickered and then went out. The curse crawled along the red rope. Han Fei stood in the shadows, his eyes behind the mask staring intently at F.

(End of this chapter)