My Healing Games

Chapter 745 Sunday

"Takeout? But I didn't order takeout?" Shen Luo looked at the living room door, and then he suddenly realized something.

He was afraid there were ghosts in the house, so he didn't lock the living room door when he entered. That means the living room door is actually ajar, and someone outside can easily push it open.

Thinking of this, Shen Luo got goosebumps. He grabbed a chair and stared intently at the door that was slowly being pushed open.

The door was pushed inward little by little, but there was no deliveryman in sight. The sound he had just heard seemed to be just his own hallucination.

Dragging a chair, Shen Luo carefully walked to the door. He looked down and saw a heavy takeout box in front of his door.

"Someone actually came here? Is this for me?"

With a mix of unease and curiosity, Shen Luo lifted the lid of the takeout box. Butterflies and moths flew out, and inside the box were some cocoons, larvae, and meat from some unidentifiable animal!
"What the hell?!"

Shen Luo was both afraid and angry. He didn't know why he was being targeted. It was as if there was an invisible net around him, trapping him firmly within it.

"Someone has been watching me; those perverts are spying on my life!"

After climbing out of the gaming pod, Shen Luo was under immense pressure, and upon seeing the food delivery box, he completely snapped.

"You're playing these pranks on me, aren't you?"

He turned and went into the kitchen, grabbed a lighter and some flammable materials, and threw the burning ball of fire directly into the takeout box: "Burn you to death! You disgusting insects..."

Before he could finish speaking, the fire extinguishers in the hallway detected the flame and sprayed a large jet of water at Shen Luo and the takeout box.

"Ah! FUCK!"

Soaked to the bone, Shen Luo was furious and stomped her feet. Hearing the commotion, the neighbors opened their doors to check, but this time no one came out to help. Everyone looked at Shen Luo with a mixture of pity and wariness.

"I'm really not crazy, there's nothing wrong with my head, don't look at me like that!" Shen Luo knew his explanation was very weak, so he helplessly went back to his room, brought out a robot vacuum cleaner, and started cleaning up the water stains in the hallway: "I'll take care of this trash."

He suppressed his discomfort, picked up the delivery box, and headed towards the elevator.

During the process of moving the delivery box, Shen Luo discovered that there was a hidden compartment at the very bottom.

For an ordinary person to discover this hidden compartment, they would have to pry open the cocoons and insects inside the box. Shen Luo, however, accidentally discovered the hidden compartment because of the water jets sprayed from the fire extinguisher.

"If I look at what's inside, wouldn't that confirm that I'm a pervert too?" Shen Luo said this, but he couldn't control his gaze. He looked into the interlayer and found a skin with hair on it.

Yes, it was a whole scalp, which had rotted and smelled bad because it had been left there for too long.

"A murderer? I was just playing a game. Surely I shouldn't be targeted by a murderer? What kind of death game is this 'Perfect Life' game?!"

Shen Luo frantically pressed the elevator buttons, preparing to call the police immediately.

As Shen Luo entered the elevator and the metal doors slowly closed, he suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, as if all the oxygen had been shut out by the elevator doors.

His heart pounded wildly. As Shen Luo watched the numbers constantly changing on the elevator display screen, the strange feeling of a butterfly flapping its wings returned to his mind.

Holding the delivery box in one hand, Shen Luo pounded his head hard. The sound of butterflies fluttering in his head grew louder and louder, and something strange also appeared in the delivery box!

The lid of the box was pushed open by a force, and Shen Luo looked at the takeout box. Among the countless butterflies, there was a human face staring at him.

"Welcome back..."

The face covered in butterflies slowly rose from the box, getting closer and closer to Shen Luo, as if it wanted to stick to Shen Luo's face and burrow into Shen Luo's body!
"You've mistaken me for someone else!!"

Shen Luo was completely terrified. He threw the delivery box on the ground and curled up in a corner of the elevator.

There was nowhere to hide in the enclosed space, and the face that had crawled out of the takeout box was getting closer and closer to him.

"Congratulations on waking up from the nightmare and completing another resurrection."

"You've made a mistake! You've really got it wrong!"

"Has the memory not returned yet? It is indeed a little earlier than the agreed time. What a pity, many supervillains are waiting for this moment, they can't wait!" The face stopped approaching Shen Luo and stopped touching him. After a long time, the face seemed to have found an interesting toy and suddenly laughed.

The numbers on the elevator display screen began to change wildly, black bloodstains flowed from the elevator car, and blood-red butterflies flew out from the corner of the wall. It seemed as if Shen Luo had fallen into a butterfly nest.

"What are you trying to do? I'm warning you, don't do anything rash! I'm so unlucky! I'll become a ghost and haunt you for the rest of my life!"

Shen Luo shouted incoherently. He suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, stepped into thin air, and then all the butterflies around him disappeared.

The delivery box had fallen to the ground at some point, and all the insects inside were dead, covering the scalp.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and an old lady holding a bowl of chicken soup stood at the elevator door. She looked at Shen Luo, who was huddled inside the elevator, and kindly wanted to help. But then she saw the takeout box on the ground covered with dead insects.

"Excuse me, I forgot to bring something." The old lady turned and left, leaving Shen Luo alone in the elevator.

"The hallucinations seem to be getting worse." Shen Luo dared not take the elevator anymore. He dragged his takeout box into the building and left his place.

Walking down the street, looking at the clean and tidy streets, Shen Luo felt an indescribable feeling welling up inside him. He felt lonely and desperate, and he didn't know what to do.

"Maybe we should call the police." Shen Luo took out his phone, but then saw the email from the doctor. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go see the doctor first.

With her mind fluctuating between clarity and confusion, Shen Luo kept talking nonsense in the taxi, scaring the driver half to death. The entire incident was recorded live.

Upon arrival, the driver didn't stop for a moment, and before Shen Luo could even stand properly, he drove off.

"Is he afraid I'll die in his car?" Covering her forehead, Shen Luo walked towards an old building. "The address in the email is here, but why does this whole building feel so deserted? It's eerie and so desolate."

As Shen Luo climbed the steps, he tried pushing the door in front of him.

The old door opened with a click, revealing that it wasn't locked at all.

"Is anyone here?"

Shen Luo wasn't sure either. He peeked into the building. It was an old-style residential building, but the residents had already moved out, and the landlord had rented out the whole building.

The first floor has a barbecue stall and a small shop, the second floor has a tutoring center and a dance studio, the third floor has a clinic, and the rooms on the fourth floor and above seem to be unrented.

"Are there still people living in such a remote area as the northern suburbs of Xinhu?"

Shen Luo kept having hallucinations at home, but when he arrived at this truly dangerous place, the butterflies in his mind stopped acting up.

"Doctor Bai?"

The dilapidated building was covered with flyers. At first, Shen Luo thought they were just simple advertisements, but after careful observation, he found that something was very wrong.

Those propaganda leaflets are anti-science, anti-humanity, and extremely biased. They believe that modern people are accelerating their self-destruction, and that immortality is just a deception. They think that people may have already gone extinct in the process of achieving immortality.

They hate all technologies related to immortality, including the game "Perfect Life" and consciousness transfer tools, and they call on all those who have lost their jobs and lives in the wave of technology to rise up and resist.

Every sentence on that flyer was quite dangerous. If it were in a smart city, the person who posted that flyer would definitely be arrested by the AI.

"Did I come to the wrong place? Or is this the style that's popular in the northern suburbs of Shanghai?" Shen Luo was considering leaving. He came to see a doctor, not to cause trouble for himself.

As Shen Luo stepped back and turned around, footsteps suddenly sounded downstairs. Before he could react, a middle-aged couple appeared in the hallway.

Not everyone has Han Fei's keen observation and action skills. Shen Luo, whose mind was a little confused, remained where he was until the two people walked up to him.

"Are you here to attend the lecture too?" The middle-aged couple looked honest and simple, giving the first impression of being kind and gentle.

"I'm here to see a doctor," Shen Luo replied softly.

"But today is Sunday, and Dr. Bai never sees patients on Sundays." The couple suddenly became very enthusiastic, standing on either side of Shen Luo, chatting and accompanying her upstairs.

"Maybe we should just forget about it. I left the gas on at home, so I need to go back." As the couple approached, Shen Luo noticed a faint stench emanating from them.

Their clothes and bodies were clean, but the stench seemed to have seeped into their hair and body hair, and no matter how many times they washed, it could not be completely washed away.

"You've come all this way, it's not easy for you, why don't you go up and take a look?" The middle-aged woman took Shen Luo's arm, preventing him from leaving.

"How did you know I came from a very far place?" Shen Luo's question went unanswered, and he was practically forcibly taken to the second floor.

The door to the tutoring center was opened from the inside, and Shen Luo was inexplicably led into the room by the couple.

Inside the room, there was only a lamp on the podium. Dr. Bai, who had met Shen Luo online, was standing on the podium, patiently explaining the process of psychopathology to the adults in the classroom.

The tutoring center had a great learning atmosphere; the instructors lectured attentively, and the students listened attentively until Shen Luo joined in.

"Shen Luo? You've come at just the right time. I'm discussing some issues with everyone. Would you like to join me?" Dr. Bai looks like he's just turned 18, but Shen Luo absolutely doesn't believe that the person in front of him who can draw a simplified diagram of brain anatomy by hand is only eighteen years old.

"Forehead……"

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, and everyone else in the tutoring class looked at him. Their gazes were not like those of someone staring at a living person, but more like those of someone looking at a piece of fresh meat.

"Ok."

Shen Luo pulled out a chair and sat in the last row of the classroom.

Dr. Bai smiled at him in a very friendly manner, and then continued, "Does everyone know why there are seven days in a week?"

"Through observing the phases of the moon, the ancients discovered that it takes seven days for a half-moon to become a full moon; it also takes seven days for a full moon to become a half-moon; and it takes seven days for the half-moon to disappear and for the moon to disappear again to become a half-moon. Seven days is exactly one cycle," a woman sitting at the door answered. She wore glasses and bright red lipstick.

"Do you know why we have Sundays off?" Dr. Bai tapped the blackboard and then looked at Shen Luo.

“In the Babylonian calendar, the 7th, 14th, 21st, and 28th days of each month are considered ‘inauspicious days.’ Very bad things will happen on these days, so the last day of each week is a holiday, and everyone is told to stay home and not go out.” After the woman at the door finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and turned to look at Shen Luo: “What a coincidence, today is Sunday.”

After the woman finished speaking, all the students in the room focused their attention on Shen Luo again, and their faces gradually showed expressions different from before.

"A week is a cycle, and Sunday represents an end and a new beginning..."

……

In Zero Paradise, Han Fei stood in front of Monday's room, but no matter how much he knocked, the ghost manager wouldn't come out.

He tried to open the door, but couldn't open Monday's door. In desperation, he tried other doors to see if he could find a way to get the ghost manager out.

One door after another, and when Han Fei pushed hard on Sunday's door, the door finally opened.

(End of this chapter)