My Healing Games

Chapter 783 Twisted to a Terrifying Place
The sign at the entrance of the sixth floor read "Red Alley," and the middle-aged woman in the house was called Sister Hong. Although Han Fei couldn't see anything special about her, he had a feeling that Sister Hong was not simple.

After rescuing Xiaozhu, Hongjie's friendliness level increased by two points, which was crucial for Han Fei, who had just entered an unfamiliar map.

“You two are dressed like people from other floors. I suggest you put this on your clothes to cover up your body odor.” Sister Hong took out a box from the drawer. Inside was a reddish-brown paste that looked like a mixture of blood and flesh from a distance, but upon closer inspection, it looked like a special kind of mold.

The old man didn't quite trust Sister Hong, but Han Fei didn't have so many concerns and simply wiped it on his coat.

"You seemed to realize we were from another floor as soon as you saw us? Are we that different from the residents of Red Alley?" Han Fei finished wiping and handed the box to the old man.

“The people in Red Alley have a kind of numbness in their eyes, but you are different.” Sister Hong and Xiao Zhu entered the toilet filled with garbage together. She didn’t close the door, but turned on the rusty faucet and used the yellowish-brown water from the pipe to wash Xiao Zhu’s body.

The icy, foul-smelling water slid over her skin, and Xiaozhu trembled uncontrollably. All the fear she had just experienced surged into her heart.

Xiaozhu bit her own hand and broke down. Tears streamed down her face, but she dared not cry out loud.

"Wash yourself, and whatever you do, don't leave a trace of smell. If those guys find out, no one can protect you." Sister Hong turned the tap on full blast, then walked out of the bathroom barefoot and sat back down on the bed. "You two stay in this room tonight and don't go anywhere. Also, make sure you don't turn off the light by the door. No matter what happens outside, don't open the door."

"The man in the restaurant looks like a murderer. Someone like that probably doesn't have many friends, right? Who would go out of their way to find him?" Han Fei slowly tried to find a topic to talk about, turning on his master-level acting skills.

“I don’t know what it’s like on the other floors, but Red Alley has its own rules.” Lighting a cigarette, Sister Hong, wearing only her oversized top, made no attempt to hide from Han Fei and the old man. With her left leg crossed over her right, she stared at Han Fei’s face: “Is your ability related to seduction? I think I’m attracted to you and can’t help but answer your question.”

“We did come from other floors, so we’re not very familiar with these lower floors. Could you give me a general idea of ​​the people and places we need to be careful of?” Han Fei took out the bone coins: “You can have as many of these as you want, and I’ll also pay you for things that money can’t buy, such as freedom, ambition, and absolute security.”

Sister Hong silently looked at Han Fei, and after a long while, she extinguished her cigarette: "You seem really special. Did you come from a place above the fiftieth floor?"

"Where I come from is not important. What is important is that I can help you do things that you couldn't do before. I can assure you in the name of the Great Sin that I will never do anything to harm you."

"Who is Da Nue?" A hint of doubt flashed in Sister Hong's eyes.

Han Fei unbuttoned his collar, revealing the hideous and terrifying ghost patterns on his body: "It is the god I believe in, it is sin, and it is also a totem."

Sister Hong gently touched the ghost pattern with her fingertips, and the ominous aura emanating from the Great Evil caused her fingers to bleed.

Licking the blood from her fingertips, Sister Hong wasn't afraid of Da Nue's ferocity; instead, she became even more interested in Han Fei: "I only know about the area below the fiftieth floor. This is a chaotic land of sin, occupied by all sorts of forces and monsters. Red Alley, gambling dens, rusty staircases, cemeteries, believers, night watchmen, crime hunters, blind merchants, deformed ghosts, death laborers, totalitarianism, taboos, and meat rations—all sorts of criminals hide here, including serial killers, psychopaths, and insane lunatics. Anyone you see may be hiding another face."

Hong Jie's words were incredibly insightful, and Han Fei had to ponder them twice before he could remember them: "Is everyone an enemy?"

"The vast majority of them are completely consumed by malice. In the Red Alley, victims are forced to sell their bodies; in the gambling dens, everything can be wagered, including life and soul; the cleaners of the Rusty Staircase are responsible for cleaning up corpses, and they use elevator passes to exploit the sinners living there; there are no normal people in the cemetery, only half-dead monsters; the worshippers of the gods usually seem kind, but they will cruelly sacrifice even their own people for the gods' rituals..."

Through Sister Hong, Han Fei gradually came to understand this extremely twisted and insane place.

Night Watchers are bounty hunters posing as police officers; the monstrous ghosts are products of mutation, powerful and terrifying; no one has ever seen the Death Servant, and it is said that all those who have encountered them have died; the Totalitarian represents the administrators of the lower fifty levels, who have set the rules, completely different from those struggling to survive at the bottom, and also know how to enter higher levels; Sister Hong didn't elaborate on the meaning of "meat food," she only told Han Fei that once he becomes meat food, he will suffer a pain worse than death; finally, there is the taboo, which even Sister Hong wasn't entirely clear about. The consequences of triggering the taboo are extremely serious. If encountering a Death Servant would only kill one person, then the taboo could potentially kill everyone on the entire level.

"Among all the forces and monsters mentioned above, there are two that can be considered to be neither entirely good nor evil. One is the blind merchants you just met. They have their own internal communication methods and are responsible for delivering goods between different floors. I heard that the blind merchants seem to come from the area above the fiftieth floor. Each blind merchant knows a lot of things, and they never harm people."

"Besides blind merchants, another rather special group is the crime detective."

As Sister Hong finished speaking, she began to scrutinize Han Fei: "They are not criminals. They uphold justice and fairness in their hearts and are willing to risk their lives to catch criminals. All the good qualities of a human being can be found in them, but their final fates are all tragic. Some of them degenerate into the criminals they once despised, and others become food for the dead. But it's strange, every now and then, criminal investigators appear on the floor. They are like toys specially made by the gods. The gods want to watch the people with the strongest sense of justice walk step by step toward destruction."

"What are the specific characteristics of a crime-hunting specialist?" Han Fei felt that Sister Hong seemed to have mistaken him for a crime-hunting specialist.

“After they kill a villain, they gain one of the villain’s abilities and memories, and then take on the villain’s crimes.” Sister Hong stood up and looked at the ghost tattoos on Han Fei’s body: “The more powerful the criminal investigator, the more crimes he has tattooed on his body.”

Han Fei remembered that after Da Nie devoured Zhu Wu, Zhu Wu's name was directly imprinted on Da Nie's body. Moreover, after Da Nie obtained Zhu Wu's name, its aura slightly strengthened. It seems that Da Nie possessed the same abilities as the Criminal Enforcer.

If Sister Hong wasn't lying, then Da Nie would very likely become the most unique, terrifying, and unscrupulous criminal investigator in this skyscraper.

As his thoughts raced, Han Fei pursed his lips.

The so-called crime detective is like an unspeakable living person brought in from reality. He locks the most upright and kind people in skyscrapers and watches them sink into the soil of sin, which seems to bring him a unique kind of pleasure.

Han Fei suddenly remembered something else: Li Xue's teacher had overheard the garden owner saying that the mysterious, unspeakable person seemed to be planning to transform Li Xue's teacher into his own creation.

Li Xue's teacher never bowed to evil, fought against the cunning butterfly for more than ten years, refused any temptation, and had a will as firm as a rock. Isn't such a person the perfect candidate for a crime-fighting officer?
Feeling uneasy, but with his own life in danger, Han Fei decided to wait until he exited the game before trying to contact Li Xue's teacher.

"What are you thinking about?" A cold hand reached out to Han Fei, as Sister Hong wanted to touch the ghostly markings on Han Fei's body again: "The god you worship is called Da Nie, so what is your name? Sin?"

Han Fei frowned and stood up. Why was the son taking the father's surname?

To prevent his real name from being cursed, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Cha (White Tea)."

(End of this chapter)