My Healing Games

Chapter 742 Han Fei's Family Fortune

Han Fei has always been a lone wolf; there are practically no living people in the Deep World who can help him.

Spending so much time with ghosts and monsters has made Han Fei's style of doing things more like theirs: simple, direct, and effective. He doesn't care about human relationships or social niceties anymore; his heart has stopped beating, so why bother with saving face?

But his strength alone was not enough. He chose to open both sides of the black box at the same time. This was the most difficult path. He had to carefully maintain the balance between the two worlds and let them slowly accept each other's existence and merge with each other.

It's easier said than done. If not handled properly, Han Fei could be targeted by both worlds at the same time. The deeper world would see him as an outcast and a traitor and try to eliminate him, while the shallower world would regard him as the biggest villain.

To avoid this situation, Han Fei needed to make more people understand his actions.

It wasn't about indiscriminate killing or constant retreat; he wanted to create a special city that would become a bridge between two worlds.

If this could truly be achieved, the distance between life and death would be infinitely shortened, many regrets would be made up for, and much despair could be remedied. People would no longer be troubled by longing and obsession, and bad memories of the past might no longer become shackles, forever binding their hearts.

The souls he brought out from Fu Sheng's shrine of memories had experienced the fusion of the deep world and reality. They survived the great disaster and fought alongside the departed souls. They were the survivors and the group that best understood Han Fei's thoughts.

Fu Sheng was a very incompetent guide; he even considered replacing Han Fei and being reborn in Han Fei's body.

Among all the "legacy" that Fu Sheng left to Han Fei, the most important thing is not those shrines, but these more than 10,000 special souls. They are the acts of kindness that Fu Sheng encountered throughout his life, and now Fu Sheng is entrusting them to Han Fei.

"Listen to me, everyone. The city you used to live in has disappeared. We are going to rebuild our homes on this ruin shrouded in darkness."

"I don't know when the sun will rise again, but I assure you, I will bring you back to the light."

Han Fei had saved most of them. In order to stabilize the situation and make everyone understand the current situation, Han Fei found several survivors he was most familiar with and asked them to count and understand the abilities and strengths of each soul.

In just one hour, those more than 10,000 souls had basically accepted reality.

They divided all citizens into five classes according to the hierarchy they had previously established in the world of shrine memories.

The rank is not a symbol of status, nor does it imply superiority or inferiority; it is simply a ranking based on contributions.

The stronger one is and the greater one's contributions, the higher one's citizen rank will be. Apart from prestige, one will not have any other privileges.

Han Fei brought out a total of 14,700 people from the Fu Sheng Shrine. Of these, 14,000 were just regrets, and of the remaining 700, 600 were ordinary resentful spirits. It is worth noting the last 100 souls.

Of these one hundred souls, ninety-nine are resentful spirits with special talents, and three of them possess the strength of large-scale resentful spirits.

As for the last person, he was the most unique kind of hatred Han Fei had ever seen!
To everyone's surprise, even the person involved did not expect it.

The patient with the healing personality, named Liu Yingxiong, actually had a blooming black flame hidden deep within his soul!
On the surface, Uncle Ying is no different from other souls. If Xu Qin hadn't tested him with a curse stained with hatred, outsiders would never have been able to tell the difference.

Liu Yingxiong himself was unaware of the existence of the Black Flame. He seemed to have inexplicably acquired it. In the world of memories in the shrine, whenever someone died, as long as that person had received his help in life, the Black Flame deep within his soul would intensify after that person's death.

Liu Yingxiong himself didn't understand the principle behind this. When Han Fei asked him, he simply replied that good people are rewarded.

According to Han Fei's speculation, Liu Yingxiong's situation is likely related to his healing personality. Ghosts with this personality type tend to exhibit special talents to some extent.

After testing, Han Fei also discovered that Liu Yingxiong's black fire was different from other black fires of hatred. Other black fires were filled with cruelty and tyranny, burning with extreme destructive desires, but Liu Yingxiong's black fire could merge with other black fires of hatred and heal the wounds of hatred!

Even Xu Qin, who shared the same hatred, was puzzled by this strange ability.

After studying the abilities of all the souls, Han Fei took out a map and let everyone choose the address they wanted to live in. The three areas of Paradise, Plastic Surgery Hospital and Dead Building were now connected.

If we include Lao Liu, Han Fei's side already possesses three sources of hatred and numerous large-scale resentments, making them strong enough to simultaneously confront both Paradise and Plastic Surgery Hospital.

Furthermore, the clown and Number Four were the park managers left behind by Fu Sheng. They were both orphans like Han Fei, had similar experiences, and hated the same people. They had no reason to fight Han Fei.

Given that the will of dreams may appear at any time, uniting against external forces is the decision that best serves everyone's interests.

Han Fei's intention to build a city also included integrating all the resources and monsters in the three regions. Once they had a stable rear, they could continue to explore deeper into the region.

The deep world is too vast. Even with three areas, Han Fei has only illuminated a small part of the map. He used to be a firefly in the night, but now he has at most become a candle.

"These more than 10,000 souls that retain their humanity will become the foundation of the city. I hope they will not be affected by the Deep World, but will instead become people who influence the Deep World."

The seeds of hope have been sown, and one day they will illuminate the darkness.

Two hours later, Han Fei found the clown and the painter at the end of the amusement park's parade.

A painter carrying a bucket of blood is painting eyes on the monster on the ground, while a clown rides a children's rocking horse, constantly launching mental attacks at him and spouting all sorts of trash talk, seemingly hoping that the painter will pay attention to him.

The painter was much older than the clown. In reality, the painter must have seen the clown as a child. However, the painter's attention was entirely focused on the orphan number four, and he did not respond to anything the clown said.

"Number Four has already merged with Paradise. If you want to save him so badly, why don't you destroy Paradise when the dream arrives? Haven't you been protecting him all these years?"

"Actually, he didn't want to come out. He didn't want people to see his ugly appearance, nor did he want his murderous intent and death aura to frighten you."

“He has become a monster, a very, very big monster. Have you ever seen a whale? This is bigger than a whale, a third the size of Paradise. It is the biggest hatred I have ever seen.”

"Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you promise to come back and save us? How come we all ended up in despair?"

"Don't think that just because you're putting on this repentant act, we'll forgive you. You're in cahoots with those people."

The clown sat on the rocking horse; he was tall, but his movements were like a child's.

The painter kept his head down as he painted, smearing the blood-red paint from the bucket onto the monster's eyes, gradually making the blurry pupil pattern on the ground clearer.

Once the paint in the bucket was used up, the painter would simply tear open his own skin and let his soul blood flow into the bucket to mix new paint.

"You two seem to be old friends." Han Fei was not at all intimidated when communicating with Henyi, not because he was experienced or powerful, but because Xu Qin was standing behind him.

"Han Fei, I really didn't expect you to survive. I was already prepared to face that... old bastard." The clown paused slightly when he mentioned the old bastard: "Why did I call him an old bastard? I can't quite remember his name."

"His name is Fu Sheng."

"Really? That name sounds familiar." The clown rode his rocking horse up to Han Fei. "Whoever he is, according to our agreement, you will be the new manager of this park from now on, and I will be completely free."

"Are you leaving?" Han Fei had interacted with the clown in the shrine's memory world, and he thought the other party was a decent person.

"No one can stop me now. I will become a clown that terrifies everyone. I will make those happy children cry at the mere mention of my name!" The clown's expression became increasingly exaggerated. He was by no means a decent person, and he never intended to be one.

The reason the clown didn't clash with Han Fei was simply because they shared the same stance when facing Butterfly and Fu Sheng.

"The park cannot exist without you."

"Number Four will stay here and continue to serve as the foundation of the park. If the park is destroyed one day, you can release it." The clown stomped the ground, a wicked smile on his face. "Number Four is much more powerful than me. He and I are the two extremes. I am weak, but I am very smart. He is the opposite. He is incredibly strong, but unfortunately, he traded his brains for all of that."

What exactly was the agreement between Fu Sheng and the Joker? With Fu Sheng's memories shattering, no one else knows now. The Joker is determined to leave, and Han Fei will not stop him.

Where are you planning to go next?

“Paradise and the Dead Tower are just the lowest, most peripheral areas of the Deep World. I want to go to the core and see what true despair looks like.” The Joker leaped up and stood on the back of the wooden horse. “My ideal despair is a tree, half covered in blood-red flowers and half bearing deep black fruit. It takes root in the earth and grows infinitely, its head reaching up to block out all light from the night sky. Then I will build a hut on that tree, or become a part of that tree.”

“Despair isn’t fancy; it’s just a deathly silence.” Han Fei stared at the clown. “I hope that before you leave, you can take me on a tour of the park so I can get to know this place.”

“Actually, you should know this place better than I do. The park itself was built for you.” The clown imitated a maniacal laugh and laughed hysterically. “Compared to you, I’m lucky. At least I know I’m a madman.”

"Lead the way." Han Fei didn't care what the clown was saying; he only cared about what was in the amusement park.

This nameless amusement park was much larger than the real-world amusement park, and each of the large amusement facilities was not as simple as it seemed. With the clown's explanation and the system's prompts, Han Fei slowly began to understand just how terrifying the amusement park really was.

It would be more accurate to call this an execution ground than a paradise.

"Attention Player 0000! You have successfully gained the approval of the temporary manager of the park and will succeed him as the new temporary manager of the park!"

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the special building, the Ferris Wheel of Happiness. Every box of the Ferris Wheel is filled with happiness. Looking up at the Ferris Wheel is looking up at happiness. The Ferris Wheel is as high as happiness."

"The Ferris Wheel of Happiness (Class D Special Building): When you ride the Ferris wheel alive and reach the highest point, there is a certain chance of seeing the future."

"You have acquired a special architectural carousel of love—chasing, waiting, beauty that is clearly within reach, yet forever out of reach."

"The Carousel of Love (Level E): Ride the carousel and start spinning. It will take you to heaven or hell."

"You have acquired the special building, the Clown's House—everyone in the park is laughing, except for the clown who is crying."

"Joker's House (E-level): The Joker has locked all those who mocked him in Joker's House. No one can escape from there alive. This building can reduce all of the player's attributes."

(End of this chapter)