My Healing Games

Chapter 772 Han Fei, Fearless

The two-headed man had no idea what had happened in the outer district; he only saw Han Fei come in to deliver a letter, and then the gardener flew into a rage.

He was indeed prepared to threaten the gardener with the dancer's life, so he subconsciously assumed that one of his own had acted first: "Since things have come to this point, I won't hide it anymore. You must go back to that building and offer your flowers to the gods, otherwise we will torture the dancer in the most cruel way."

"You dare?!" The gardener, now only a head, spoke with extreme force. She was utterly enraged, and countless fine veins extended from her neck. At this moment, the entire mansion seemed to have become the gardener's body, and all the plants had become part of her.

"What ability is this?"

In the courtyard, countless souls, turned into flowers, wailed in agony. The power within their souls was being frantically absorbed by the gardener, and those eerie plants seemed to imprison the two-headed man inside like a cage.

"The master of the garden is a god, and you are merely a gardener who can borrow his power. If he finds out that you are stealing his power, your fate will probably be even more miserable than that of the dancer! What gods hate most is being deceived by those they trust!"

The other head that was slumped on the man's shoulder opened its eyes. It had a pair of pure black eyes, and everything it saw would be entangled in death and wither instantly.

The two-headed man spoke with great bravado, but he seemed to know he was no match for the gardener. After breaking through the plant cage, he escaped the mansion as quickly as possible.

"Gardener, you have one hour to consider!"

Various plants that Han Fei had never seen before once again covered the sky, preventing even a drop of black rain from seeping into the villa garden, and also blocking out the voices of the two-headed man.

"Not very strong, but quite stubborn." Han Fei stood still, afraid that the thorns on the plants would prick him.

"Come here." The gardener's head, which was placed in the flowerpot, turned slightly and spoke to Han Fei: "Besides asking you to deliver the message, has the dancer asked you to do anything else?"

Han Fei could hear the worry in the gardener's words. He also remembered the dancer's expression when she mentioned the gardener. Without thinking too much, he said directly, "The old man is very worried about you and hopes you can go back soon. It doesn't matter to him where he lives; what matters is being with you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The gardener was very angry, but the wrinkles on her face softened a lot. It seemed like she hadn't heard such pleasant words in years.

"it is true."

"I'm asking you, why did the club's mirror shatter? Besides you and the dancers, were there any other people who entered the club?"

"Didn't the old man mention the reason the mirror broke in the letter?" Han Fei glanced at the letter. The letter only mentioned that the god's eye had a crack, and that he had found the twin flower, hoping that the gardener would take good care of that special flower.

"Anything related to gods or deities must not be spoken openly, or it will be overheard."

"Actually, I accidentally cracked the mirror. The old man sensed something was wrong, so he told me to come find you right away," Han Fei said, a little embarrassed.

"So the people from the '囍' group haven't gone over yet?" The old lady visibly breathed a sigh of relief; the veins rooted in the soil on her neck were no longer swollen.

"Is Xi the person who threatened you just now? What a strange name."

“The people here have very strange names. I advise you not to mess with them.” The gardener twisted his neck and chanted a strange curse toward the garden swimming pool. A body made of various plants and corpses stitched together crawled out of the pool, looking like a huge monster: “My body hasn’t recovered yet, so I can’t leave for the time being.”

“Then I’ll stay here with you. In case that guy hasn’t gone far, I can’t beat him by myself.” Han Fei obediently moved a chair over and sat down in the gloomy garden of the villa. “Teacher, you must have lived here for a long time, right? What was this area like in the beginning? Was it always shrouded in black rain?”

"teacher?"

"You taught me how to grow flowers, so you are naturally my teacher."

"Do as you please." It had been a long time since anyone had addressed the gardener that way, but the old lady definitely preferred the title of teacher to "gardener": "The dancer and I lived in this area a long time ago, before that person became a god."

Upon hearing the words "become a god," Han Fei instantly became serious.

"His memories subtly changed the city, making it resemble the scenes in his memories." The gardener revealed a crucial secret: "Before becoming a god, that person lived in an abandoned city, dilapidated, decaying, and desolate. The construction of the new city absorbed a large number of people, vitality, and passion, just like that towering building. Compared to it, the old city was like a beggar crawling in the mud."

"The Unspeakable One from the Black Rain Region once lived in the old city of Xinhu! His era was probably when the old city was declining and the smart new city began to be built!" Ever since Han Fei entered the Black Rain Region, he had always felt that this place was very similar to the old city of Xinhu, and now he understood the reason.

“That person used to be a very good person, but I don’t know when it started, he suddenly changed. On the surface, he’s still the same as usual, but secretly he’s become the creator of a murder-mongering chat group.” The gardener looked uncomfortable, and the wrinkles on his face deepened: “He became the most evil and terrifying person I’ve ever met, and then…”

What happens next?

“He can no longer be considered human.” The gardener’s head trembled in the flowerpot, and the veins on her neck twisted in the soil. “I became a gardener because of him. He has many, many more ‘works’ like me, too many to count.”

"Can we find his information in real life? I mean, do the police have any records of his criminal record?" Han Fei's breathing became heavier. He hadn't expected to get information related to the unspeakable from the gardener.

"There should be. I remember a long time ago, a policeman went into the garden to look for butterflies and accidentally saw the owner of the garden. I think the policeman's name was..." The gardener's mouth was open, but she couldn't say the name no matter what. Her head seemed to be frozen, and the skin on her face began to peel off in pieces.

"I can't say it, I can't say it!"

The gardener seemed to have seen something terrifying, his eyes filled with horror: "It seems the gods have seen me! I must leave immediately!"

The flowers in the mansion began to wither in swathes, and the strange plants that could only be seen in the underworld broke off one after another, with thick black blood gushing into the pool.

The ground trembled, and the entire building seemed about to collapse. The gardener seemed to be forcibly channeling all his strength into that ugly body, preparing to leave this place forever and never return.

"Aren't you being a little too hasty?" Han Fei hadn't expected things to turn out this way. They hadn't even mentioned the unspeakable names, only talking about the past, and now something ominous was about to happen.

As Han Fei hurried away, he noticed a pure white flower blooming on the edge of the swimming pool while passing through the garden.

In the deep world, pure colors are rare, and most things are filthy, making that flower stand out.

"The mission reward told me there was an extremely rare flower in the mansion. Could it be this? The reward for this E-level ordinary mission is outrageous. They only gave me one piece of information and then made me go and get it myself?"

The mansion began to collapse, and Han Fei changed his route. When he rushed to the flower, he discovered that the pure white petals were actually human skin, and the "bud" contained the soul of a sleeping child.

"The gardener will absorb the power of all the flowers and crush you all. I'll take you out of here." Han Fei used the language of flowers, a combination of threat and temptation, and finally managed to touch the other party.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the ultra-rare E-grade flower - Mother and Child."

"Mother and Child: The gods killed her and her family the moment the child was born, and the gods were pleased with this. The kind gardener stole this work and hid it in his room."

"This flower possesses an extremely rare vitality; consuming it permanently increases your maximum health by ten! However, it might attract the attention of the artwork's owner!"

"Attention! Consume this flower immediately after picking it! Its soul will dissipate within three minutes! If you choose to continue cultivating it, there is a chance that the flower will bloom with a color never before seen in the Deep World!"

"Eat it?" Han Fei glanced at the child's soul being held by the "human skin petals" and immediately gave up the idea of ​​devouring it. Flowers that could increase the maximum life value were indeed very precious, but he was not a vengeful ghost and could not do something like devouring a soul.

"If I pick it, I will die. If I want to take it with me, I must take the surrounding land with me."

In this situation, Han Fei had no time to consider these things. He put up two wooden planks to block the flowers and quickly retreated before the mansion collapsed.

The walls crumbled, and the gardener, whose head had been reattached to her body, rushed out of the mansion. Her face was filled with fear, and she would occasionally look back at the skyscrapers behind her, as if being chased by something invisible. Covered in wounds, she ran towards the outer district.

"Is this the true power that cannot be spoken of? Just the thought that escaped while he was asleep was enough to terrify the gardener like that?" Han Fei walked out from the corner, holding up a black umbrella. The gardener had forgotten about him in his extreme fear, and now he was the only one left in the mansion.

"The commotion here at the mansion is too great; other things will come soon. But if I leave directly, the flowers that the mother and child transformed into will definitely be eaten by other monsters. The original inhabitants of this area have all been corrupted by malice; they are capable of anything."

In just a few seconds, Da Nie suddenly issued a warning to Han Fei.

Turning his head, Han Fei saw that the strange man with two heads was standing on the side of the street looking at him.

Han Fei felt as if his heart had frozen, and a naked malice, like a venomous snake, crawled up his spine.

Licking his dry lips, Han Fei quickly opened his attribute panel, where his strongest active skill, "Game Exit Button," was already lit up.

The tension in his eyes vanished instantly. Han Fei then used the shrine's ability, Soul Mist, to conceal everything about himself, making it impossible for even the fierce ghosts to see through him.

After doing all this, he slightly raised the black umbrella and glanced indifferently at the two-headed man.

"What did you write in your letter to the gardener?" A chilling voice came from the two-headed man, his eyes filled with malice.

"Want to know?"

"Tell me!" Two different voices came from the man's two heads, his teeth clenched and his expression fierce.

"You think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Han Fei walked forward, holding a black umbrella. The hideous ghost patterns all over his body were triggered, and an aura of disaster surged out wildly: "What are you?"

(End of this chapter)