My Healing Games

Chapter 697 The Home of Child Number Four
Being freed from the shackles of past karma and reborn is one definition of rebirth.

Han Fei gripped the hilt of the knife in his hand. He felt that the knife was incredibly heavy, yet incredibly light. His companions had entrusted everything beautiful to Han Fei, and they held the knife with him.

"Exclusively for D-class vehicles".

The previous Rebirth Blade was already capable of slaying hatred, but the current Rebirth Blade seems to have become even sharper.

With the mirror connecting Building 7 and Building 8 shattered, all the goodness of humanity was absorbed by the Rebirth Blade, and the delicate balance completely collapsed.

The souls trapped in nightmares until death surged upwards with hatred, causing the buildings of corpses to collapse. One after another, rotting corpses fell from the walls like bricks, and a rain of corpses rose from the deep underground.

Those souls filled with negative emotions swept past Han Fei, frantically invading every inch of the hospital, venting their anger, leaving behind curses and resentment, until their bodies became transparent and slowly dissipated.

Han Fei led the others out of Building 7. He once again witnessed the serious consequences of the deep world invading reality. Once the long-suppressed resentment erupted, reality would become a place for them to vent their anger.

"Could it be that Fu Sheng and his team created the Perfect Life Game so that the game, which can access human consciousness, could serve as a 'mirror' between the deeper world and reality?"

The game "Perfect Life" is all about warmth and healing, possessing all the beauty of the world. It's like a mirror connecting Building 7 and "Building 8". Building 7 represents reality, and Building 8 represents the deeper world. When you think about it this way, everything makes sense.

“The Perfect Life is a buffer zone. Fu Sheng’s real plan may be to use The Perfect Life to heal the deep world.”

The idea was good, but too idealistic. Faced with huge profits, not to mention others, even Fu Sheng's own younger brother, Fu Tian, ​​disagreed with him.

The situation has now reached its most complex point, and if not handled properly, it could lead to the worst possible outcome.

The chaotic, bloody city outside is not a hypothesis or fantasy, but something that actually happened, only now it has been buried.

Everything in the shrine's memory world is constructed based on memories that actually happened.

Glancing at the emergency room, which was now overwhelmed by vengeful spirits, Han Fei called Yan Le to his side: "You said the butterfly prepared eight bodies, where are the other six?"

“There’s another one in Building 4 of the Happiness Community, an orphan.” Yan Le’s mother pointed to the wound on her daughter’s stomach: “I will tell you about the other five.”

Happiness Community is a very special place for Han Fei. When he heard about this location from Yan Le's mother, his eyebrows rose slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

They found various medical tools at the hospital and had the professional doctor in the player's game treat Yan Le's wounds. Afterwards, the group took a car to Xingfu Community.

“The original Happiness Community was specifically designed to house orphans; it was probably the most unhappy place in the whole city.” Seeing her daughter’s condition improve, Yan Le’s mother became more talkative: “The park’s management needed to select from among the desperate, but most of the desperate couldn’t meet their requirements. So, one ‘person’ came up with a plan. Under the guise of charity, he opened a private welfare institution specifically for adopting abandoned babies and orphans. He cultivated all sorts of desperate children according to his own ideas, instilling different negative emotions in each of them, artificially creating monsters.”

Hearing Yan Le's mother's words, the faces of the people in the car were not good. They thought that "Dream" was the most cruel and disgusting of the five managers, but they did not expect that "Human" was just as cruel.

“Every child has their own personality, so the staff screens them, and the children who grow up are sent to the Happy Orphanage to find suitable parents for them.”

What does "suitable parenting" mean?

“Children don’t have the right to choose their parents, and the same applies to orphans in welfare homes. In order to mold the personality they want, the staff will specifically look for adults with personality defects and let the orphans enter their families, where they grow up distorted in their defects.” Yan Le’s mother knew a lot. The former head was also listening silently beside her. He clenched his hands, then let them fall limply.

"My home is also in Happiness Community. Did I grow up in that kind of environment?" Han Fei still can't recall any memories of his childhood. The most painful part seems to have been taken away by his maniacal laughter.

"You also live in Happiness Community?" Yan Le's mother was speechless for a moment. She stared at Han Fei for a long time, then changed her tone: "I know you must resent them, but the overall situation is more important now. We should focus on dealing with 'Dream' and make sure not to involve the other managers."

"Don't worry, someone else is dealing with Paradise. What we need to do is clear the ghosts out of the city and disrupt the dream ritual." Kuangxiao said that he would deal with Fu Sheng and Paradise. Han Fei trusted Kuangxiao a lot. In a way, this could be considered as confidence.

The black taxi sped along the highway. After saving Fu Sheng's remnant soul, Han Fei's view of the city also changed. Some people, even if they only exist in memories, should be redeemed.

Along the way, Han Fei would take action whenever he saw a ghost or monster appear. While he was accumulating amusement park points for Li Guo'er, the team following him behind him grew longer and longer.

In a chaotic city overrun by ghosts and monsters, Han Fei brought hope to everyone, and his black taxi became a legendary tale that everyone wanted to encounter.

"Han Fei, aren't we being a bit too high-profile? If we keep going like this, those big ghosts will also target us." Xiao Jia looked at the convoy behind him. More and more people were fleeing, and their homes were no longer safe. Ghosts could appear out of nowhere without any warning. This unspeakable fear could drive a person insane.

"Laughter will be responsible for creating chaos, and I will be responsible for maintaining basic order. These people can be sent to Happiness Community later. I want to make Happiness Community a universally recognized happy community."

Along the way, Han Fei encountered all sorts of ghosts and monsters, some hiding in the shadows, others disguised as living people mixed in with the group. They were all bizarre and impossible to guard against. Fortunately, Han Fei had a wealth of experience in dealing with these ghosts and monsters, which saved most of the citizens.

Han Fei's live demonstration opened the eyes of the players; they couldn't believe that a horror movie actor could become a real ghost-hunting master. They finally realized that everyone else was acting, while Han Fei was truly practicing.

More and more convoys followed Han Fei, all of whom had been rescued by him on a whim.

Han Fei never forced them; the citizens followed the black taxis voluntarily, heading towards the edge of the city.

At noon, the sky brightened slightly, and the ghosts temporarily retreated into the shadows, while the whole city was enveloped in cries.

After surviving the catastrophe, the survivors finally have time to grieve, but what they don't know is that the days to come will grow more and more desperate, and the days will become shorter and shorter until the sun never rises again.

Han Fei met up with the police officers who had been having nightmares the night before, and they arrived at Happiness Community together.

"Everyone, please don't run around. Let me clean up these buildings first." Happiness Community has a special meaning for Han Fei. He doesn't want his home to be wantonly ravaged by outside ghosts, so he plans to turn it into a refuge from ghost attacks.

Han Fei never underestimated the terror of ghosts and monsters, but he did not underestimate the adaptability of people. With so many citizens gathered here, there would always be a few special people like Xiao You, who would be the hope for another path.

This path is destined to be difficult and many people will die. In reality, Han Fei would never dare to try it, so he can only do it freely in the world of the shrine's memories.

He doesn't need to consider the lives of others; he only needs to risk his own.

Entering Building No. 1 with the Rebirth Knife, Han Fei discovered that all the residents surnamed Fu had already left, as if they had foreseen the disaster.

"You ran pretty fast. I was originally planning to stuff you into the ghost pattern."

Only a few small ghosts remained inside the building, which Han Fei fed to Xiao You's mother and the hearse. Along the way, Xiao You's mother had also devoured many ghosts and monsters, and she had successfully transformed into resentment.

In fact, Xiao You's mother and Yan Le's mother are very similar in many ways, but their definitions of protection are different, which leads to different results.

Building 1, Building 2...

When Han Fei reached Building No. 4, the ugly cat in his backpack suddenly bristled, and the red string in his hand tightened instantly.

"It seems there's a big one hiding in this building." Han Fei hadn't forgotten his previous encounters in Happiness Community; in the depths of darkness lurked terrifying monsters formed entirely of despair.

"Last time I was worried about Xu Qin and her safety, so I was anxious to see her. Otherwise, do you really think you could scare me away?" Han Fei held onto Wang Sheng and let Xiao You, Yan Le, and the other players follow behind as they slowly entered Building No. 4.

The corridor was pitch black, and all light entering it was distorted. The air was filled with the smell of burning incense, and there were many half-burnt yellow papers scattered on the ground.

"It's not paper money, it looks like a talisman for sealing away ghosts." The former brain picked up half a piece of yellow paper and studied it for a long time: "Look at the patterns on this, aren't they the same as the patterns made up of dead people's hair on the hospital walls?"

"Is this talisman really effective against ghosts?"

"It's probably useless, otherwise it wouldn't have all been burned." The former brain threw away the yellow paper and looked at the corridor with great curiosity: "Every ritual in the dream seems to be different. Using Yan Le as a body was to obtain the maze map, and using the past Fu Sheng as a body was because he was chosen by other managers. I wonder what he has in this Building No. 4 that is worth his scheme."

“Each building in Happiness Community corresponds to an orphan, and the building number is the orphan’s identification number. Meng might be more interested in child number four.” Yan Le’s mother seemed to have noticed something, and her brows furrowed. “There’s a kind of atmosphere in this apartment that makes me very uncomfortable.”

Xiao You's mother also sensed it and kept screaming, as if warning Han Fei.

"An aura that even ghosts and monsters would hate." Han Fei gripped the red rope tightly and walked at the front.

No one lived on the first floor, and the rooms on the second floor were also empty. When Han Fei arrived on the third floor, he saw an old woman kneeling in the middle of the corridor.

"It looks like a living person?"

The old woman looked to be around eighty years old, her body huddled together, facing the middle of the corridor.

"Grandma? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?" Xiao Jia may have been a victim of staged accidents before, because as he approached, he habitually took out his phone to take pictures.

The thin old woman seemed to have hearing problems; she was muttering something to herself and didn't respond to anything outside her.

Xiao Jia walked over hesitantly. Just as he was about to reach out to help the old woman, she suddenly raised her hands, which were resting on either side of her body, and grabbed Xiao Jia's shoulders: "Don't block the way! You're blocking the path of the spirits!"

Beneath her filthy hair lay a terrifying face, her features covered in various scriptures, and it seemed as if she held a finger bone in her mouth.

"Grandma, is something wrong at home?" Han Fei felt that the old woman was very special. Most of the living and ghosts in the buildings in front had left, but this old woman was the only one left here.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the path of the spirits!" The old woman was agitated, and she grabbed ashes from the incense burner with her thin, dry hands and threw them at the group.

"Don't get agitated. Judging from your appearance, it seems someone in your family is possessed. I'm naturally gifted with spiritual abilities, and I know a little about summoning spirits. I even have some connections with passing underworld officials." As Han Fei spoke these words, his demeanor had already changed. His acting skills had reached a level of subtle and imperceptible artistry.

Seeing that the old man's attitude had softened, Han Fei took out the props needed for the resurrection ceremony from his backpack: "If you don't mind, I can take a look for you."

After a brief standoff in the hallway, the old man released Xiao Jia and got up from the ground.

“My grandson is possessed by something, and I want to get rid of it from him.”

"Can you take me to see him?"

“Alright, but only you can come in.” The old lady walked upstairs shakily. Han Fei gestured for the others to stay where they were, and he followed behind the old lady alone.

The higher you go, the more oppressive the atmosphere becomes. Yellow talismans are everywhere on the walls, copper bells hang on the stair railings, and incense burners and bowls and chopsticks are placed in the corners.

"Did you do all of this by yourself?"

“Yes.” The old lady supported herself against the wall as she walked upstairs: “When you see my grandson later, don’t be too surprised. He’s just possessed by something. He’s still a human being.”

The old woman's words only made Han Fei more nervous: "You mean, he's no longer human?"

A cold wind blew by, and the talismans on the wall fell to the ground. The old lady didn't say a word and led Han Fei to the fourth floor.

They hadn't gone up many floors, but it felt like they had traveled a long way and arrived at a completely different place.

(End of this chapter)