My Healing Games

Chapter 755 Han Fei's Hobbies

Han Fei never expected that he could trigger an E-level mission so easily, and he never expected that something as simple as his hobby would be rated as E-level by the system.

"It seems that only after adapting to the difficulty of F-level and G-level missions can one be qualified to talk about hobbies."

Looking at the mission prompt, Han Fei felt a little nervous. E-level missions are inherently very difficult, and now he has been drained of all his health by the Paradise Shrine, leaving him with only a drop of blood. He could die from even the slightest touch, without even a chance to quit the game.

"The system is forcing me to go out and explore on my own."

Han Fei finds it difficult to trigger quests in his familiar territory, and if he wants to log off and leave the game, he has to go to unknown areas.

"Why didn't Fu Sheng have such restrictions back then? Was it because his talent wasn't as good as mine?"

Despite his displeasure, Han Fei continued to advance into the unknown area. Relying on the protection of Zhuang Wen and his neighbors, he slowly made his way forward with the help of his friends and family.

Each area in the Deep World has its own unique characteristics. For example, the Dead Building area is filled with death curses due to the presence of butterflies; the Plastic Surgery Hospital area contains a large number of life ropes and modified and twisted souls; the characteristics of each area can reflect, to some extent, the abilities of the most terrifying monsters in that area.

The area near the amusement park is very similar to the old city of Shanghai in reality, both in terms of architectural style and the feeling it evokes in Han Fei.

The further he walked, the stronger that familiar feeling became.

However, unlike in reality, all the buildings here are shrouded in a faint black mist, exuding pure malice and death.

It seemed as if someone had died inside each building, and each room seemed to have been consumed by resentment.

The biggest difference between this area and the other areas is that a fine drizzle always falls from the night sky, and if you stand on the street, black water droplets will soon appear on your skin.

"It's raining? It rains in the deep world too?" Han Fei looked up. The night sky in this area was even darker, as if it were shrouded in a thick cloud.

Looking around, apart from the skyscrapers in the very center, all the other buildings in the area seemed to be shivering in the rain and darkness.

“That darkness shouldn’t be clouds.” Zhuang Wen stopped in her tracks, the hatred in her eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Are you sure?" Han Fei pointed to the vast expanse of darkness: "This huge area isn't a cloud?"

“It looks like a ghost, a sleeping ghost.” Since regaining her senses, Zhuang Wen has become more talkative. She dared not take another step forward: “If hatred enters this area, it may directly attract something very terrible, or even wake up the ghost.”

An ominous premonition arose in Zhuang Wen's heart. Before she could explain to Han Fei, she suddenly turned around at high speed.

"What's up with her?"

“I sensed something was off when Zhuang Wen came in last time. She might be being watched this time.” Yinglong was a little scared by Zhuang Wen. “We weaker ghosts like us don’t have these kinds of concerns at all.”

After Zhuang Wen left, the rain falling from the night sky seemed to increase, and the stench emanating from the rain became more pronounced.

"Manager, should we continue forward? Your current condition is not suitable for taking risks." Yinglong stood protectively in front of Han Fei, utterly loyal to him.

"Is that club you saw earlier far from here?" Han Fei wanted to complete the mission before leaving. With the protection of his neighbors, the mission shouldn't be too difficult to complete.

"It's not far, just around the corner."

“Okay, let’s go now.” Han Fei and the other neighbors walked forward together, but before they could even leave the street, problems began to appear one after another among the neighbors.

First he cried; the tears streaming from the corners of his eyes turned black.

He kept shielding the altar with his body to prevent rainwater from flowing in, but some of the black rain still seeped in.

Li Zai stood at the back of the line with his neck tilted to the side. This guy was cunning and shrewd. Once he sensed danger, he would never show his face. He covered the crack in his chest with both hands, seemingly worried that his silly younger brother might accidentally drink the black rain.

"Attention player number 0000! Your negative emotions have increased! Please adjust your mental state immediately!"

"Attention player number 0000! Your resistance to curses and abominations is decreasing!"

"Attention Player 0000! Your neighbor, Crying, has been maliciously manipulated, and there is a chance that your friendship level will decrease... Crying has successfully resisted the malicious attack!"

"Your neighbor Ying Yue has been maliciously manipulated, and there is a chance that her friendliness level will decrease... Ying Yue has successfully resisted the malicious attack!"

"Resident Li Zai has been maliciously misled, and there is a probability that his friendliness level will decrease... Li Zai's friendliness level will decrease slightly!"

As Han Fei received the system's notification, Li Zai looked up at the all-encompassing black cloud, his pupils trembling with fear.

Li Zai, who always considered himself the embodiment of calamity, was now uncontrollably backing away. He raised his hand and then lowered it again, seemingly lacking even the courage to point at the cloud: "Something's going to happen, that guy is about to wake up!"

Li Zai seemed to see something that others couldn't, and turned to run towards the amusement park area.

"What's wrong with him?" Yinglong asked, holding the test tube he had taken from Yimin Private Academy. He was about to collect the black rain and take it back to Mirror God to take a look.

Of all the people, only Yinglong was completely unaffected by negative emotions, and he wasn't mentioned in the system's notifications. It was as if no matter what happened, his friendliness towards Han Fei would not decrease.

In just over ten seconds, they had reached the end of the first street, and from there they would officially enter this unknown area.

"The club is right there."

After crossing the road, Han Fei saw a very ordinary old building. The first floor was a closed restaurant, the second floor was an unlicensed clinic, and next to the building was an abandoned warehouse.

The so-called club was converted from an abandoned warehouse and restaurant kitchen. It had no official name, only some strange graffiti and symbols.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered an unknown club. Please enter the club alone, choose your interests and hobbies, and strive to become a member of the club."

"Alone?" Han Fei was furious when he heard the system's notification. He only had one drop of blood left, and one wrong move could mean the end.

The thought of leaving arose in his mind, but Han Fei was really unwilling to leave like this.

"You all shouldn't follow me inside. Stay at the door and wait for me to come out."

After a moment's thought, Han Fei made a decision.

He told his neighbors to stay at the door while he went in alone.

"Don't go too far!"

Han Fei was like a child going to kindergarten for the first time, looking back every few steps, before finally pushing open the club's iron gate.

The walls covered with eerie symbols came into view. There were no murder weapons or cruel and terrifying scenes in the club. There were just some old and worn-out fitness equipment and a few patched-up sandbags that had been used for a long time.

"This doesn't seem like a real-life murder club."

Han Fei secretly gripped the hilt of the Rebirth Blade, ready to trigger the ghost pattern at any moment. If danger arose, he would throw out the Nine Lives first, since the opponent had nine lives anyway.

A faint musty smell wafted into my nostrils, black rain slid down the windowpane, and occasionally something resembling a rat would dart across the corner.

Was that a baby or a big black rat that just darted past?

Han Fei's Adam's apple trembled slightly; having left the protection of his neighbors, he felt a long-forgotten tension.

The last time I encountered such a dangerous situation was the night before last.

"Who finds their hobbies and interests in a place like this? I'm an older person with social anxiety, and I stutter when I talk to people. If it weren't for the need to survive, I probably would have stayed at home until I die of old age."

Han Fei has joined the club, but the mission has made no progress whatsoever.

"E-rank missions are almost always related to hatred, and even ordinary missions will likely involve something related to hatred. With my current abilities, I'm afraid I can't escape from hatred..."

Han Fei couldn't see anything wrong with the club, and that was the biggest problem for him. If even with his vast experience he couldn't see anything, it could only mean that the dirty tricks within the club were extremely well hidden.

Han Fei stepped back, intending to wait until his health was fully restored before coming back.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier. Han Fei carefully looked around. He took three steps back and suddenly bumped his back against something.

In his memory, the exit was five meters away from him, with no obstacles in between.

Without any hesitation, Han Fei immediately drew his sword and slashed behind him.

The glint of humanity illuminated the club, and only when the blade was about to fall did Han Fei see clearly the person he had just bumped into.

The flash of the blade dissipated in the air, and Han Fei's hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, hovered in mid-air as he carefully examined his opponent.

Standing in the darkness was an old man in his seventies, his eyes gouged out, holding a broken radio in his hand.

"Grandpa?" Han Fei could not sense the aura of a vengeful ghost from the other party. This blind old man seemed to be a living person who had mistakenly entered the deep world!

Before delving deeper into the club, Han Fei discovered nothing unusual; he had no idea when the old man had appeared behind him.

"No resentment, no eerie aura, how did this blind old man get here?"

(End of this chapter)