My Healing Games

Chapter 711 Organ Factory
The moment Xiaohe saw Han Fei, she felt a sense of relief, but just seconds later she saw Da Nie, a giant ghost more terrifying than any monster, which plunged her heart into despair once again.

Xiaohe, who had just escaped from the haunted house, pulled back her legs, which were bound with tags. Those tags were the last things Uncle Ying had left her.

"Don't be afraid, I don't look like a bad guy, do I?" Han Fei smiled, gripping the hilt of his knife.

The gleaming blade sliced ​​through the darkness as he charged forward, the blade of humanity slicing down on Xiao He's cheek!

As they brushed past each other, Han Fei slashed his butcher's knife at the monster behind Xiao He. Blood flew like two red ribbons in the corridor. When Xiao He came to her senses and looked back, the belly monster she had been terrified of had been cleaved in two.

Han Fei stood on the monster's corpse, the sharp edge of humanity reflecting on his face.

"The reason there are no ghosts in the passage to the east is because you killed all the evil spirits?" Xiao He had always worried that the outside world had become like the hospital, but Han Fei's appearance rekindled hope in her eyes: "You've come to save us?!"

"Besides me, there probably isn't anyone else in this city who would be out there saving people in such a dangerous situation, right?"

As Han Fei began to speak, more and more citizens he had saved entered the passageway, and no one dared to stray too far from him.

Many of the survivors saw the videos about Han Fei and were aware of the accusations his adoptive parents made against him. However, after actually getting to know Han Fei, they all felt that he was not the kind of thug described in the videos.

Personal charisma is indeed real. Han Fei, wielding a butcher's knife, always walked at the forefront of the group. All those who followed him only needed to look at his back to gain the strength to move forward and firmly believe in hope.

Everyone saw Han Fei moving forward, but Han Fei's eyes were filled with darkness, which was probably the biggest difference between him and ordinary survivors.

"Whose name is that tag on your ankle? What does the name on the tag mean?"

"These are signs that the morgue hangs to distinguish the bodies. The person who gave me this sign is called Liu Yingxiong. Listen to me, although he became a ghost after he died, he is completely different from other ghosts! Not only did he not harm anyone, but he also racked his brains to save many innocent souls and medical staff!" Xiaohe hoped that Han Fei could save Uncle Ying and the other patients in the morgue, but she was also worried that Han Fei would kill those remaining souls with one blow, so she desperately explained.

"Blessed by a hundred ghosts, I'd like to see what this born ghost king looks like." Han Fei walked to the entrance of the morgue. At this moment, a large number of butterfly patterns began to appear on the iron door leading to the underground. The bloodstains formed a pair of butterfly wings that were constantly unfolding. Because Han Fei kept disrupting the dream's ritual, it seemed to be preparing to start its resurrection plan ahead of schedule.

"Oh!"

The sturdy iron gate was easily smashed open by the Great Evil. The morgue behind the gate had become a living hell. All the remnant souls that dared to resist were pierced by veins, and the colors in their souls were gradually erased. The most precious and unforgettable memories of their lives were stolen by the dream.

"Uncle Ying!" Xiao He spotted the old man immediately. His body was being dragged by four monsters with split bellies, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is that old man who was targeted the owner of the sign?" Uncle Ying's image of the Ghost King was very different from Han Fei's, but he seemed to see the essence of the Deep World in Uncle Ying. Perhaps the normal Deep World does not bring only despair.

With Xu Qin's curse and Da Nie's help, Han Fei quickly took control of the scene. He fed all the monsters and remnant souls in the hospital to those special citizens. Ordinary ghosts and monsters did not greatly enhance Da Nie's power, and Xu Qin needed to get close to a ghost filled with hatred to restore her Black Fire.

"Isn't your hospital's morgue a bit too big?" Han Fei had been to many hospitals, and due to his profession, he had also been inside many morgues.

"There's another floor underground, but the director usually forbids us from going there."

"Is your director still alive?" Han Fei needed more clues.

Xiaohe looked around and pointed to a pool of blood at the door: "It's here."

Using the secrets to touch the depths of the soul, Han Fei searched through the blood and mud for a long time but found nothing; Doctor Wang had already been annihilated.

"It seems we'll have to go down ourselves." Han Fei waved behind him, and Zhao Gu and Shan Shan stepped out of the group, starting to have their family devour the monsters in the hospital to save the remnants of the patients' souls.

"Seeing these patients in the hospital, I have a glimmer of hope for the future. There are not only people who are willing to maintain order and light, but also some ghosts."

After bursting open the iron gate deep inside the morgue, Han Fei had Da Nie lead the way, while he and Yan Le followed behind.

In fact, Yan Le has gotten used to walking with Han Fei now. She never thought that Han Fei could get to this point. This young man in front of her has brought her too many surprises. For the first time, she felt that there really are living people who can challenge the omnipotent park manager.

"Why does Meng collect so many living people's bodies? According to the information we've gathered, this hospital has been secretly engaged in organ trading. It seems that Meng has taken over the bodies of their director and most of the management, using the promise of increased lifespan as leverage to drive them to serve him..." Han Fei was no fool; he began collecting various information as soon as he entered the hospital.

In this chaotic era, the past crimes of private hospitals are no longer significant. The demons and monsters of the enlightened era no longer need to hide; they have stepped out from behind the scenes to the forefront, baring their fangs and claws to deprive the living of their right to life and wantonly harming their former kin.

“The eight rituals that Meng prepared for herself correspond to eight different bodies. The water monster in her mind represents extreme evil, ugliness, and disaster. The rituals in the plastic surgery hospital represent endless potential and a predictable future. This hospital, which secretly engages in organ trading, is the transit station for Meng's physical experiments. It wants to create a body with the strongest vitality.” Yan Le's mother no longer hides anything from Han Fei. She is a very practical person; she helps whoever wins, and Han Fei has a great chance of winning now.

"Piecing together different organs? Is Meng out of her mind? Does she think people are building blocks?" Fu Sheng and Fu Tian's approach to creating and cultivating a perfect human being is correct. They spend decades studying the human body and perfecting it from every aspect. Meng, on the other hand, is acting entirely with a monster's way of thinking.

"It doesn't want organs; it wants to place a part of itself into the organs of different people to nurture it, and finally reassemble its own body."

"You still haven't told me what a dream is. Can you describe what it looks like now?" Han Fei was full of curiosity about dreams. Dreams were the managers of that era and one of the known unspeakable things.

Yan Le's mother shook her head, not daring to speak again.

"If you don't want to talk, then don't. I won't make things difficult for you. When I find an opportunity, I will make Da Nie devour the dream in front of you and dispel the fear it has left in your hearts."

As Han Fei descended the passage, he gradually heard the cries of children. There were actually many babies in a hidden chamber deep within the morgue.

"A newborn?" Han Fei frowned slightly. Knowing Meng's style, it would never show mercy to an infant.

"Do you remember I told you that there are two dream rituals in this Ren'ai Private Hospital?" Yan Le's mother told the truth: "One of them is those organs scattered throughout the city. That ritual is also a way out that the dream prepared for itself. It is afraid that some of the things it has done will be discovered by other administrators, so it keeps dismantling its own body. As long as there is still one person in the city whose organs are stained with its body, it is not completely killed and there is still hope of turning the tables."

"And the other ceremony?"

"Another ritual at Ren'ai Private Hospital was added by Meng on the spot. While stealing the health and organs of the living, it not only saw people's fear of death, but also the shining goodness in many people. Faced with life and death, people's choices and attitudes are different. Some people, even in the final stage of life, are still like blooming flowers, and even death cannot take away their beauty. This beauty of humanity has stirred Meng's mind." Yan Le's mother secretly glanced at the butcher's knife in Han Fei's hand: "Meng tried to gather all the good qualities of everyone together and use the most beautiful souls to shape its own body."

"But what does this have to do with those babies?"

"Even the best paints need to be applied to clean paper to be fully appreciated."

A beautiful soul is color, a newborn child is the canvas, and a dream will stop at nothing to achieve rebirth.

"Eight resurrection rituals, using eight different methods, and it also prepared eight different bodies for itself. It's no wonder that even with the abilities of Fu Sheng and the other managers, such a terrifying enemy could not be completely killed."

Amidst the cries of the infant, Han Fei and his companions entered the depths of the morgue.

In this benevolent private hospital, Han Fei witnessed the most absurd and bizarre scene he had ever seen.

Below the morgue, where all the deceased in the hospital are kept, is the delivery room, where a large number of newborns gather. Death and new life are separated by only one wall; the stone bricks above and below represent two different worlds.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in without my permission?!" A dull voice echoed in the corridor, buzzing so loudly that it made Han Fei's ears ache.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Han Fei raised his eyebrows slightly. In addition to the delivery room and morgue, there was also a human organ factory in the basement of this private hospital. The living people captured by the belly monster were raw materials. Since entering this place, they no longer had names, ages, or dignity, but were just "objects" that looked like people.

Suitable living people will be left behind by the monsters deep inside the factory to proceed to the next step. If they can pass several screenings in a row, they will become hosts in which a part of the "dream" body is parasitized.

Those who failed the screening were sent to another channel and turned into monsters with their bellies cut open.

"So these monsters were all once living people!" Xiao Jia covered his eyes after seeing this: "Monsters capture living people, turn them into monsters, and then capture new living people. In fact, there are no monsters at all. It's just that people persecute and kill each other under the intervention of external forces, constantly repeating the same tragedy."

“What you said makes a lot of sense.” Han Fei gently patted Da Nie’s head: “Tragedies keep repeating themselves, but someone will always stand up and break the cycle.”

At Han Fei's signal, the great evil born from the human pupa rushed toward the organ factory, and all the sins would be destroyed, leaving nothing behind.

"Who's there! Get out!" The dull voice rang out again, and all the machinery operating in the organ factory was forcibly stopped. A man with countless butterfly tattoos sewn onto his body walked out of one of the machines. His flesh and blood were stuck together with the hospital's machines, and his blood vessels replaced the tubes of the instruments.

His skull was ripped open, revealing a pitch-black cocoon inside. Unlike the cocoons Han Fei had encountered before, this one had something growing inside. Its hindquarters were still inside the cocoon, while its front half had burrowed into the man's brain, merging with him.

"The director?" Xiaohe was shocked when she saw the man deep inside the organ factory. The director she respected most was actually the source of some tragedies!

"So it was you who brought them here! You deserve to die! I should have shoved you underground on your first day!" The man's deformed body slowly moved forward, and the machines behind him, fused with flesh and blood, began to deform. He seemed to be pulling and crushing the entire organ factory.

"Dreams always produce some strange and bizarre things." Yan Le's mother just felt disgusted, but the others following Han Fei dared not watch any longer.

"I will turn you all into gifts! I will offer you as sacrifices to the gods!"

The dean sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Da Nie. His blood vessels burst open one by one, and monsters with ripped bellies crawled out of the organ factory. They rushed towards Han Fei like a swarm of bloodthirsty, mutated butterflies.

With the Great Calamity present, Han Fei basically doesn't need to lift a finger; he can fight against the entire organ factory on his own.

"Dream always wanted to cultivate extreme evil and great disaster, but it probably never imagined that the one who would eventually cultivate this most evil ghost would be me, the most virtuous person." Han Fei felt that fate was playing tricks on him, but upon careful thought, the first few human pupae he obtained all came from Happiness Community. Those human pupae were probably not lost by butterflies, but were specially collected and fed by the old building manager, Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng didn't help Han Fei with anything, but he left Han Fei a lot. If Han Fei can make good use of them, that would be great. If Han Fei doesn't, then he can be resurrected in Han Fei's body and take everything back.

Han Fei, who considered himself the epitome of goodness, had been observing the dean. When he realized that the dean's full attention was on Da Nie, he decisively concealed his aura and quietly hid behind Da Nie. Only after getting close to the dean did he reveal his murderous knife.

(End of this chapter)