My Healing Games

Chapter 737 Huang Ying's Battle for Fame

What's the first thing a horror movie actor does after waking up? Check the trending topics about themselves? Look at the box office of the movies they starred in? Or perhaps study criminal law and search the entire internet for murder cases?

At 8 p.m., Han Fei sat in front of his computer with paper and pen, watching the "Perfect Life" amusement park maze live while trying to deduce the murder case.

Everything looked so harmonious, without the slightest sense of incongruity, that netizens who had been observing him for an afternoon had gotten used to it.

There is no such thing as the son of death in the world; he just uses the time others spend on entertainment to hunt down criminals.

Unlike the peaceful life Han Fei experiences, chaos reigns in the game "Perfect Life." City managers, players, and various intelligent NPCs have gathered in the amusement park maze, where a group of level 10+ guys are discussing how to easily conquer the "deep world."

Han Fei looked at the live stream window on his computer, and sometimes he would feel a little uneasy for those players.

As long as you don't venture into the deeper world, even if you die in a passage, it's just the death of your game character; your brain won't immediately perceive any damage.

However, the death penalty in the game "Perfect Life" is extremely severe. Every death results in the loss of everything, essentially equivalent to account deletion. This has led to many players who have died inexplicably in the game's portals feeling resentful. All their efforts since the game's launch have vanished simply because of curiosity, naturally causing them anger and dissatisfaction.

Initially, the anger was directed at Han Fei, but as Han Fei started a live stream to prove his innocence, everyone's anger was refocused on the channel itself.

Everyone was waiting for the masked devil to reappear, and the area outside the amusement park maze was already packed with players.

"In Fu Sheng's memory shrine, I saw the past. The first generation of demons was suppressed under the amusement park, and the administrators used the joy and happiness of the human world to wear away the negative emotions on the first generation of demons. Now, the brothers Fu Sheng and Fu Tian have gone a step further and created the super amusement park "Perfect Life", wanting to use the happiness of all players to heal the scars of the deep world."

"Their idea is good, and the Deep World and the Shallow World will eventually merge, but that time is definitely not now. The players have no way to protect themselves, and opening the passage now will only bring more despair."

After Han Fei finished reasoning through the case, he glanced at the official live stream of "Perfect Life." Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals and Deep Space Technology were also trying to resolve the matter, but so far they had not given a decent answer.

It's important to know that these large companies all have professional public relations teams, but internal divisions have emerged, causing them to miss the golden 24 hours for public relations.

At 8:30 p.m., the leaders of various player communities appeared in the amusement park maze, bringing their most elite player teams and occupying the best spots.

The leaders nodded to each other, and each guild was responsible for a different area. After they finished assigning the areas, a large area was left empty in the east of the amusement park.

Ordinary players were unaware of the intentions of those top players, but the elite players in the guilds seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, all avoiding that location.

"Aren't you going to make a move? With so many of us players here, we can drown that beast-faced demon with just a spit from each of us."

"Don't rush, those guild leaders haven't made a move yet, they seem to be waiting for someone."

"Who has such a big name that they dare to make several of the top guilds in the country wait?"

"Perhaps it's that person..."

No one dared to make any rash moves until nine o'clock in the evening.

The temperature in the game seemed to have dropped a bit; dark clouds obscured the moon, the thin mist was torn apart, and a figure appeared on the distant horizon.

He was unruly and lived alone.

All the elite players from the top guilds looked eastward, gazing at the legend in the game, the living myth.

Huang Ying, the top player across all five rankings!
His signature black trench coat concealed all his attributes and abilities; people could only see what he wanted them to see.

Level 33!

The only monster in Perfect Life to obtain three hidden professions!

A large number of players crowded around the amusement park, but the entire area to the east was left empty for Huang Ying.

When the guild leaders saw him appear, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With Huang Ying backing them up, they could rest assured.

All the top players have held an emergency meeting in the community, and they have also communicated with the game manager of Deep Space Technology. The response they received was that the AI ​​indicated everything was normal, which means that this is a normal game scenario and is very likely a hidden map personally designed by the late chairman of Immortal Pharmaceuticals.

Spurred by the black box and the will of the chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, the guild leaders who knew some of the inside information couldn't wait any longer, and they immediately organized players to try to enter the passage.

The passage, interwoven with nightmares and death, hides countless vengeful ghosts and wandering spirits. No matter what methods players try, they will die mysteriously if they go deeper into the passage than fifty meters.

Watching their painstakingly trained guild elites being devoured by the abyss like dumplings being dropped into a pot, without a sound, even the guild leaders felt a pang of heartache. However, there was nothing they could do; this was an opportunity to shine in front of all the players. Even if they couldn't close the passage, just exploring further would earn them respect.

Everyone wants to prove themselves, and with all the competitors watching, this "hidden map" is arguably the best opportunity for guilds to flex their muscles and increase their visibility.

"Is fifty meters the limit for players right now?"

"What's on the other side of the passage?! This map is way too difficult!"

"We can't even get to the edge of the map, how are we supposed to fight the boss?"

"This level of difficulty is in line with the reward mentioned in the will of the chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. Do you think that the original shares of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals are so easy to obtain?"

The players were discussing it enthusiastically, but most of them were just watching the show. Only a very small number of them actually went to explore on their own. However, none of the players who thought they were the chosen ones returned.

“Let’s give it a try.” One of the five founders of the Inevitable Truth stepped out from the crowd. Their guild originally occupied twenty of the top one hundred positions on the ranking list, but because of exploring the Paradise Maze, now only nine people are left in the top one hundred.

If we're talking about it, the Truth Guild should be the player organization that hates Paradise Labyrinth the most.

"All light that falls into the tunnel will disappear, and flames will be extinguished. Ordinary explosives can only destroy our side of the park, and have very limited impact on the other side of the tunnel. We have also tried methods such as poison gas and flooding, and finally came to a conclusion."

The creator of the website of inevitable truth did not hide anything from others: "It seems that only psionic hidden abilities can affect the world on the other side of the passage."

He raised his arm and waved it gently, and nine players walked out from behind him.

These players aren't high-level, and they don't look like professional players.

"They are psionic players that I spent a lot of effort to find. Each of them has a very rare talent. We may not be able to break through the passage, but I hope everyone can remember our efforts."

After the expert who spoke the truth finished speaking, he gestured for the nine players to enter the passage.

"You can explore with confidence. If the account is cancelled, I will compensate you according to the price in the contract."

Hearing this, the nine players finally took a step. Often, it's not that the players aren't brave, but rather that they have to pay more.

The maze-like passageway extends downwards, seemingly several hundred meters long, but once players enter, their five senses are gradually taken away, and they slowly become lost.

The nine players were initially normal, but after they had walked only ten meters, one of them screamed.

He pointed to the shadowy, empty passageway, his eyes filled with terror, his face turning deathly pale.

"Who are you!"

The player's exclamation went unanswered. Then, as if he had gone mad, he clutched his head, covered his eyes, and collapsed to the ground.

"Impossible! You died three years ago! How could you possibly be here!"

"You've been harassing me for three whole years, just waiting for this moment?!"

The player was writhing on the ground in pain, while the other players around him looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You should stay in the garden below, you should be there!"

He shouted as he crawled toward the outside of the passage, oblivious to the cuts his hands made by the rubble. He managed to escape back with all his might.

"What's wrong with this guy? He dawdled for three minutes to walk ten meters, but then ran back in five seconds?"

"Is he a medium? Or mentally ill?"

The onlookers chattered and discussed amongst themselves. Even the big shot who believed the truth couldn't save face. He wanted to check on the person's situation, but who knew that the other person would immediately log off after escaping the passage, as if he had something very important to confirm.

"Don't let him distract you, keep going. If you can get to the other side of the passage, I'll double your price."

Upon hearing this, the remaining eight players were no longer afraid. Dying in the game would at most result in the account being deleted; the person wouldn't actually die.

Soon the eight of them went fifty meters deeper into the passage, where four of them held hands and murmured something under their breath as they guarded a dilapidated oil lamp.

The flame in the lamp kept changing shape, and the black smoke that came out of the burning lamp looked like a grotesque, laughing face.

"Prepare to enter."

The light dispelled the darkness, and one of them mustered the courage to take a step. Before his raised shoe could even touch the ground, something in the darkness wrapped around his leg.

Before anyone could see clearly, the person was dragged into the darkness and disappeared instantly, without even a scream.

"Don't be afraid. Dying in the game doesn't mean you'll really die in real life, but the compensation we get after logging off is real money." A man in a hospital gown picked up the equipment his teammate had thrown away and put it into his inventory: "It can actually be put into the inventory, looks like he's already dead."

The other players didn't have his good mindset; they were cautious and hesitated for a long time before slowly moving forward.

They huddled under the light, entering the area fifty meters away for the first time. The players outside the passage were all watching them, and the receding light became everyone's expectation.

"Aren't you feeling it getting colder and colder?"

"Don't speak, keep praying."

“We believe in our ancestors, and we think ancestral tablets are more effective than gods.”

"Quiet down, look at what that is!"

When they reached 59 meters, they suddenly noticed a figure on one side of the passage. The person was standing with their back to them and looked very thin.

"Were they players who went in earlier?"

"Avoid him! Our goal is to go deeper! We can't waste time on things that might be dangerous."

"Boss, there are hundreds of thousands of people watching outside. Is it appropriate to be so cold-blooded?"

"I'm saving you."

The passage became increasingly steep, and the group avoided the figure, continuing to climb down the wall.

They ignored the figure, but the figure followed them.

Looking around, more and more anomalies began to appear in the passageway. The walls were painted with images of amusement park visitors playing, all with their backs to the players, their faces not visible, their bodies slightly twitching and contorting, playing all sorts of cruel and desperate games.

"A game that's supposed to be about healing actually has a place like this?"

"Midnight Paradise is a horror-themed park, specially designed for players who like extreme content, so it's normal for it to have such a hidden map."

"Fasten your safety ropes, we're about to enter the 60-meter zone!"

The ever-deepening darkness seemed poised to extinguish the flames at any moment. Under the protection of the oil lamp, they successfully entered the sixty-meter zone, where the surrounding environment became increasingly different from the shallow world.

Everywhere you look, you see the marks of despair. The games that visitors play are becoming increasingly crazy and bloody. They can hardly be called games; they are more like an exhibition themed around death.

"It's so realistic, everything seems so real."

"I feel like I dreamed about this scene many years ago. It's so strange."

"Have you heard crying?"

"How much deeper is this passage?!"

Sixty meters, seventy meters, eighty meters...

The psionic team of Inevitable Truth broke all the players' records, but their situation was not good. When they reached eighty meters, the flame in the oil lamp was already very weak and looked like it would go out at any moment.

"Do you want to continue?"

"Why not? Dying on the road can bring a large sum of compensation and light the way for those who come after you."

"That's right, at least the death should have some value, after all, the boss is paying for it."

Almost at the same time the team leader finished speaking, the oil lamp they were protecting in the middle went out.

The light disappeared as they fell into the deeper world, and darkness instantly engulfed them. Heart-wrenching screams echoed inside the passage.

Those players with psionic talents seemed to have encountered the most terrifying thing in their lives. Players outside would involuntarily shiver just from hearing their voices.

"Only eighty-one meters?" The creator of the Inevitable Truth was somewhat disappointed. His psionic team, which he had painstakingly built, had only advanced thirty-one meters more than the average player.

"Don't be discouraged. At least you've shown everyone what the passage looks like fifty meters away." Another guild leader stepped forward. "They didn't sacrifice themselves in vain. Isn't it through countless sacrifices that humanity has come this far?"

"My small business can't compare to your Merchant Alliance." The creator of Inevitable Truth stepped back, leaving his place to the man from the Merchant Alliance.

The other party smiled at the location of the inevitable truth, then turned on the communicator and began calling for reinforcements.

“We don’t have players with psionic talents, but I firmly believe that money can make the world go round and that money can solve most of the world’s problems.”

A massive influx of players flooded into the park, and tens of thousands of fully equipped players had assembled.

"Even if I have to fill it out today, I will fill it completely."

The man gave the final order: led by large studios and accompanied by numerous free players who had accepted guild missions, they proceeded in an orderly fashion from eight directions toward the abyss.

Undeterred by death or pain, as one player is swallowed by the unknown in the darkness, the next player immediately takes their place.

The Merchant Alliance claims to have 100,000 merchant groups, doing all kinds of business in the game. They have a strong mobilization ability, but most of the players they send are newbies who are not even level 10.

"I want to see whether this hidden map kills people faster or we can buy accounts faster."

One wave after another, players logged in in turn. The merchant alliance was willing to use human lives to fill the gaps, a move that shocked even the ordinary players watching.

The darkness was terrifying, but it ignited the players' passion, and some began to volunteer to participate.

The first fifty meters of the passage had already been explored by the players. The Merchant Alliance, with its abundant manpower and financial resources, managed to push the safe zone forward by ten meters.

About one in ten people can get into the sixty-meter zone, and they will do everything they can to keep the light there.

Amidst the tug-of-war in the sea of ​​people, the players finally managed to see the murderer in the passageway.

"Look closely at those paintings engraved in the passageway!"

More and more figures standing with their backs to the players on the wall turned around, their faces turned to the side, staring at the players entering the passage with cold and brutal eyes, as if they were looking at pieces of moving flesh.

"Charge! Destroy them!"

Players who had managed to enter the 60-meter zone without losing their minds began to break down the wall with their tools. But even as they smashed the wall, the figures of the tourists remained etched within it. They seemed not to be paintings, but rather to be lonely ghosts standing inside the wall.

The deeper you go, the more terrifying things become. It's not easy to leave light there; that hidden map seems capable of easily destroying all light and hope.

Half an hour passed, and the players of the Merchant Alliance were still unable to set foot in the seventy-meter area alive. Countless players fell to their deaths, but the passage showed no signs of being blocked. The other side of the passage seemed to connect to the sky of another world.

The once confident man was now sweating profusely. The number of players heading towards him from afar had decreased. It wasn't that he was short of money or couldn't receive the accounts, but rather that his subordinates had reported that some players, after being killed more than three times in the passage, were experiencing a sense of mental confusion and were not in a stable mental state.

The man himself did not expect the inside of the passage to be so terrifying, which directly had a certain impact on the players in reality.

After a player successfully entered the 80-meter area, the men from the Merchant Alliance decisively ordered a halt to the exploration, which can be considered a timely measure to minimize losses.

"Tens of thousands of accounts have been destroyed, and we only pushed it to eighty meters. This passage looks like it's hundreds of meters long. It really is a bottomless pit." The big boss of the business alliance took out his communicator to communicate with others. They concluded that this passage was not something that players could conquer at this stage. In fact, it could be said that the appearance of the passage was a mistake by the two tech giants.

After the business alliance tried it, the top player communities took turns to try, while smaller communities cooperated with each other. After trying all sorts of methods and paying a huge price, some players finally entered the 90-meter zone, but that was already the players' limit.

"Ninety-seven meters. Even the player with near-maximum luck can only go this far. It seems there's really no hope."

After trying it out in the large player community, everyone looked towards the due east, where only one person was standing in the open space.

"Huang Ying, it's your turn." The man from the Merchant Alliance and the creator of Inevitable Truth shouted to Huang Ying. This simple name attracted the attention of all the players.

Not only in the game, but all live streaming platforms outside the game have also focused on Huang Ying.

In "Perfect Life", no player has ever seen Huang Ying make a move. This top-ranked player, who is number one on all five leaderboards, is the most mysterious player in the entire "Perfect Life".

Whether he's just overrated or truly deserving of his reputation, we'll find out tonight.

"You have done a very good job."

Huang Ying walked alone towards the maze passage. He stood beside the abyss, arms outstretched, and leaped down.

(End of this chapter)