My Healing Games

Chapter 768 Even the devil isn't as good at calculating as you.

The crow, who had always thought nothing mattered, slowly narrowed its pupils after hearing what the guinea pig said.

He asked the guinea pig again to confirm: "The mirrors in the basement of the Shouxi Mirror Factory weren't smashed by violence, but rather crushed by being squeezed?"

“I went to the scene and saw it. The mirror shattered from the inside. All the deathly aura that had accumulated over the years dissipated, and the bridge that helped you advance has collapsed. I don’t know if those ghostly figures escaped or were absorbed by him.” The guinea pig’s eyes were cold as he pointed at the crow: “I told you to be careful. That guy is no ordinary person!”

"He shattered the mirror, so doesn't that mean... he killed more people than I did?" The crow and the guinea pig's brainwaves were not on the same level. He touched his crow mask, which symbolized the plague, and his words were actually tinged with excitement.

“Guinea Pig, Crow, you two, stop arguing. That person can shatter mirrors; perhaps he's the one the gods have been searching for.” The woman wearing the queen's mask spoke slowly. She seemed to always be in a high position, and her aura was completely different from the others: “Since the butterfly disappeared, we haven't had a supervillain recognized by the police for a long time. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Supercriminal?” Raven gripped the edge of the wooden table with both hands; he knew exactly what the words “supercriminal” meant.

In the Killing Club, core members possess abilities far exceeding those of senior members; the two are essentially not on the same level. Supervillains, on the other hand, are beings who transcend the core members.

In all the years since the city of Shanghai was built, there have been no more than ten high-profile criminals on the run. They are a threat and a disgrace to the city, and the police want to bring them to justice every moment.

"Do you think that sunny boy is qualified to be a supervillain?" Guinea Pig looked at the Queen.

"Perhaps he already is, but the monster residing in his heart hasn't been fully unleashed yet." The Queen sat in her chair, looking at the strange pattern on her gloves. "Even the butterfly couldn't shatter that mirror back then, yet he did. I simply can't imagine how many people he's killed. But then again, how come he's still alive and well after committing such atrocities?"

"So what do you think we should do? Accept him? Or try to get rid of him?" The guinea pig was a little uneasy; he sensed a threat from the sunny boy.

"It is now confirmed that he is not a member of the police force."

"Yes, the mirror of the gods cannot be wrong. The police would never hire a butcher with blood on his hands who has killed at least dozens of people as an undercover agent. Such a super pervert who does things entirely according to his own whims would never work for the police."

"Let's keep a certain distance for now. We can give him the identity of a core member, but we can't reveal our most crucial secrets, such as the existence of gods and our connection with the night," the Queen said after a moment's thought.

“You’re playing with fire. If he really is a supervillain, then we might be his target too.” Guinea Pig looked at the two empty seats at the end of the long table: “Think about how Butterfly treated us? In the eyes of a supervillain, everyone except himself can die.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore." The Queen looked to the other side of the long table, where a man wearing a pure white mask sat. "Bai, how's it going at Sunday night school? Have you tamed the new butterflies yet?"

The man wearing the blank mask shook his head: "It's still a long way off."

……

In an office of the Major Crimes Unit of the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau, Li Xue's superior stood beside the desk, while an elderly man with white hair sat in the seat that should have been his.

"Why did you come all the way here in person? You could have just had Li Xue relay the message." The leader, who was usually very strict with his subordinates, spoke in a low voice, as if he were talking to an elder.

“Li Xue is the youngest of all my students. She’s unruly and always causes you a lot of trouble.” The old man sitting in the chair was Li Xue’s teacher. He had solved countless cases, big and small, and had been chasing butterflies for ten years. He was a living legend in the police force.

"Not at all, Li Xue has helped us a lot, although she can be quite disobedient at times," the leader muttered under his breath.

“Obedience is a duty, she’s too emotional.” The old man shook his head slightly, then took out a document from his pocket: “I received a message from another student of mine, you should all be more careful.”

"Another student?" The leader seemed to suddenly realize something. "Is it him?"

"Yes." The old man placed the document on the table.

Li Xue's supervisor opened the document, which contained a completely blank sheet of paper: "What does this mean?"

"The void left by the disappearance of the butterfly will be filled by a new monster, and we may be back to the worst situation of dealing with several supervillains at the same time."

……

After Han Fei rode his motorcycle into the old town, he took off his mask. Vulture, sitting on the back of him, kept his eyes tightly closed, afraid of seeing Han Fei's face.

The rain was pouring down, and the vulture had never been so afraid in its life.

"We're here, get off." Han Fei parked the motorcycle in the back alley and urged Vulture to come over quickly.

"Are we going to your flesh and blood factory? Will you turn me into mincemeat and feed me to the dogs? Please spare me, can I be your dog from now on?" Vulture's voice trembled. After seeing the dead in the mirror, he couldn't imagine how cruel Han Fei would torture him.

"Shut up, you're talking like I'm a pervert. Don't judge others with your own dirty thoughts." Han Fei grabbed the vulture, avoided the surveillance cameras, and arrived at Jin Jun's house.

Having received prior notice, Jin Jun was already prepared and opened the door to let Han Fei and Vulture in.

"Is this the Demon's Lair?" Vulture, soaking wet and with both arms broken, knelt on the ground. "They look normal on the surface, but the corpses have probably been turned into all sorts of handicrafts. Could this black carpet be woven from dead people's hair?"

Han Fei ignored Vulture. He had Jin Jun get him a Perfect Life game account and then forced Vulture to complete the verification.

During the verification process, Han Fei also learned about Vulture's true identity. His parents used to own a hotel in the smart city, but later their family fell on hard times. They were planning to go abroad to seek refuge, but for some reason, Vulture stayed behind and mingled in the suburbs.

The vulture, still lying in the gaming pod, was terrified; he had no idea what Han Fei was planning to do.

The imagined torment did not occur; the other party simply asked him to play a game, and it was even a therapeutic game.

After the vulture successfully landed, Han Fei instructed Jin Jun to keep a close eye on it, while he immediately headed home.

Before midnight, Han Fei returned home, took off his raincoat, and lay down in the game pod.

As crimson light descended, Han Fei heard a familiar laugh on the game login screen; the maniacal laughter seemed to grow even more intense.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei accessed his attribute panel and discovered that his health was still only a little bit, and the shrine built in the Paradise Passage was still continuously draining Han Fei's life force.

"Fu Sheng's shrine is far too low in rank to mine. I need to find a way to provide that shrine with sufficient nourishment as soon as possible." Han Fei himself could not sustain the shrine, so the only solution he could think of was to capture a ghost to replace him.

Accompanied by Ku and Yingyue, Han Fei entered the amusement park area.

The tens of thousands of souls he brought out from the Fu Sheng Shrine have been integrated into the Deep World and become new citizens of the City of Ghost Stories. Unlike the original ghosts and monsters of the Deep World, they have all retained their rationality and kindness.

When Han Fei walked past them, the souls would greet him in perfect harmony.

"It's truly unimaginable to see such a scene in the Deep World." Upon learning of Han Fei's arrival, the Ghost Administrator rushed over immediately. The butcher's knife he brought from Animal Alley had already been distributed to some promising citizens. He had now formed a new Ghost Administrator team to maintain order.

One by one, buildings conforming to the aesthetics of the underworld were transformed, and this city belongs to everyone, including Han Fei.

Entering the amusement park passage, you'll find fearless players coming here every day. Humanity's curiosity about the unknown is on full display in them; even knowing they will die, they still choose to perish on the path of exploration.

Han Fei admired these people, and now he wanted to use their health points to help relieve some of the pressure on himself.

Upon reaching the shrine in Paradise, Han Fei instructed his neighbors in Happiness Community to guard the surroundings. After confirming that no one was coming, he opened his attribute panel.

With a touch of his finger, Han Fei slowly uttered two words: "Summon the Soul!"

The Crimson Ghost Gate opened before Han Fei, and the image and information of the vulture appeared in his mind. He reached out and grabbed at the sea of ​​blood.

A moment later, a small, deformed fish with a sawed-off tail was bitten by the ghost face and leaped out of the sea of ​​blood.

The blood gate closed, and Vulture appeared in front of Han Fei, holding a communicator in his hand, his face full of struggle.

"What are you doing with the communicator? You're not trying to contact the police in real life and call the police, are you?" Han Fei grabbed Vulture by the neck, and the familiar force instantly brought Vulture back to his senses.

"No, no! How could I possibly call the police?!" Vulture lowered his head, not daring to look at Han Fei's face.

"It's okay, you can look around as you like. Anyway, I'll gradually erase your memories." Han Fei dragged the vulture down and pressed him in front of the Paradise Shrine. Then he tried to communicate with the shrine and have it erode the vulture's life points.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the vulture's health was instantly depleted. If Han Fei hadn't reacted quickly, the vulture's soul might have been absorbed by the shrine.

"It seems I can't let the players replace me, they'll just get sucked to death." Han Fei tossed a piece of internal organ to the vulture, telling him to eat it to restore his health. This kind gesture caused the vulture to have a lot of wild thoughts, and his hands holding the meat were trembling.

"Eat quickly, we still need to go to other places later."

After the vulture's health recovered a little, Han Fei led him to the Soul Trading Shrine in the department store and asked the Mirror God what an ordinary abnormal soul could be exchanged for.

After inquiring about the price, a somewhat disappointed Han Fei took Vulture to the plastic surgery hospital, where he had him lie in front of the Soul Plastic Surgery Shrine to undergo memory modification surgery.

Seeing the vulture's plight, the neighbors in Happiness Community felt sorry for him; even a large vengeful spirit had never experienced the treatment of visiting three shrines in a row.

“Even the devil isn’t as shrewd as you. Are you planning to build a complete production and trade chain?” Li Zai followed Han Fei with anticipation: “A soul assembly line, that sounds amazing.”

"Don't misunderstand me, I only target and exploit bad people." Han Fei began to modify the vulture's memories, planting fear and obedience into the deepest part of his soul.

"That's what the devils in hell say too."

After modifying the vulture's memories, Han Fei led it to the Black Rain region.

"Why is it raining here too?" Rain seemed to be a lifelong shadow for the vulture. Even after his memories were altered, he would still instinctively feel afraid when he saw raindrops.

"Don't say a word later." Han Fei led Vulture to the second floor of the convenience store and lifted the lid of the soy sauce jar: "Come here."

"What's up?"

"Let me show you the flowers I planted."

Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to pull Bu Kaixin out of the shattered skull. He pointed his other hand at Vulture: "I've checked your information. You should know him. His name is Vulture."

Upon hearing the name "Vulture," Bu Kaixin covered his head, as if recalling the past would cause him a tearing pain in his body.

"I have the ability to help you bastards leave, to give you a completely new choice, and to make you feel unimaginable pain, so stop lying to me." Han Fei had squeezed every last bit of value out of the vulture. After using him for many experiments, he didn't forget to use him as a warning to others.

"You are a special flower, but I still don't know what your special ability is. The gardener said that growing flowers requires feelings, isn't our friendship deep enough?" Han Fei opened the attribute panel and looked at the prompts about Bu Kaixin. The special ability section was still full of question marks.

"Everything that happened to him will happen to you, whether it's good or bad. You're already on my side, and unconditionally trusting me is your only choice." Han Fei had the vulture, whose memories had been altered, greet Bu Kaixin, and then he used his Soul Return talent to send the vulture back to the shallow world.

Just as the vulture was being sent away, the system gave a notification.

Attention Player 0000! Information regarding the Grade E Special Flower has changed!

"Bu Kaixin (E-grade special flower): This flower has a name. He never smiled, so everyone calls him Bu Kaixin."

"Special ability: Soul possession: His seeds can sprout in the souls of other flowers, devouring the memories of others to grow himself."

"You've discovered that I control another passage, so are you tempted?" Han Fei stared at the colorful seed in Bu Kai's chest; he already knew how to use this flower.

After leaving the Yimin convenience store branch, Han Fei arrived at the club under a black umbrella.

The blind old man was sitting in the hall, fiddling with a broken radio. When he heard Han Fei's footsteps, he looked up, revealing the two deep holes in his face.

"Sir, I'd like to go to the dance studio."

"You want to learn to dance?"

"Yes, learn to dance." Han Fei's main purpose was to look at the mirror in the dance studio. He saw things he had never seen before in the mirror on the floor of the workshop, such as the thirty murdered children.

He had never seen the memory of maniacal laughter like that before. He longed to see those thirty children again, to see the people he had killed with his own hands.

(End of this chapter)