My Healing Games

Chapter 800 I was so scared, but I was faking it.

At first glance, the second boy's words seemed insignificant, but as Han Fei pondered them, his consciousness began to tremble slightly.

"The only god who can help you with all his might is himself?"

Number Two's words could be directed at himself, Han Fei, or even Kuang Xiao.

Han Fei and Kuang Xiao are like twin flowers blooming together; no matter what they've been through, that will never change. Therefore, for them, trusting and relying on each other is the best choice.

"Keep reading." The boy placed his hands on his lap, leaning back in his chair; no one knew what was going through his mind.

Once he regained consciousness, Han Fei squatted down next to the second child's wheelchair, an expression of disbelief on his face. He felt that the boy's words just now were guiding him.

It is important to know that the boy's brain was divided into countless parts, and the only thing hidden on the 25th floor that has become taboo is a memory of Number Two.

"Both are fragments of memory, but my first impression of Fu Sheng was that he was really unrefined." Han Fei muttered to himself, "That's true, after all, he might not even have left the newbie village by level 20."

"What were you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered an old man named Fu Sheng," Han Fei said casually.

"I have absolutely no recollection of it." The boy shook his head.

"That shouldn't be the case. He was the head of the early Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, and all the experiments that the orphans participated in should be related to him." Han Fei wanted to figure out the timeline, but Kuang Xiao refused to tell him, and everyone else had forgotten about Fu Sheng's existence.

"The person who selected children for the experiments in the early stages was indeed a kind old man, but he disappeared not long after the experiments began and never appeared again. The person in charge of the experiments later was named Fu Tian, ​​who has the same surname as the person you mentioned, but a different given name." The second boy lifted the veil of the past for Han Fei, slowly revealing the most crucial secret.

"The two old men had very different experimental styles. The first old man was very cautious at every step, and usually needed to try dozens of times before letting the children gradually get in touch with him. As for Fu Tian... he seemed to be in a hurry and would stop at nothing to achieve his goal. In his eyes, we children were more like precious treasures."

The second boy's choice of words was quite peculiar. No matter how important the treasures were, they were still just objects. Fu Tian had never treated them as people.

"If you're interested in these things, I can take you for a walk; it's getting dark now."

The boy had Han Fei push his wheelchair, and they left the room together.

Although he was blind, it did not affect the boy; he had already memorized all the passageways in the orphanage.

As the smartest of all the children, he had been trying to escape since a very young age. As he grew older, the pressure he put on the welfare home staff increased, sometimes even frightening them.

Walking through the deserted passageway, the huge underground welfare home was dark, with no light or sound around.

“The other children live on these two sides; they should all be asleep.” The boy, sitting in his wheelchair, pointed out the way to Han Fei according to the map he remembered: “I don’t like them very much because I feel that most of them are a burden to me.”

"burden?"

“I successfully escaped from here six months ago, but leaving alone is not what I want.” The second boy raised his arm, gently touched the wound on his face, and said in a very calm tone, “I’m going to take them all with me.”

"This should be an impossible task, after all, many of these children suffer from serious mental illnesses, they are not normal to begin with." Han Fei suddenly understood why Kuang Xiao had such a deep memory of Number Two. Through a brief conversation, Han Fei truly felt that Number Two was a very strong and kind child.

"Should someone who's abnormal be abandoned?" Number Two smiled. "If you ask me, I'm the most abnormal one. My father and mother are monsters, and I've been treated like a monster since I was little."

"Have you ever met your father and mother?" Han Fei asked with a hint of sadness. He knew nothing about his past; his concept of parents was something he had only experienced in the shrine's memory world through his mother, the Mirror God.

"Yes, they're in this lab. Would you like me to take you to meet them?" Number Two didn't care about what others thought; he turned Han Fei around.

As they left the corridor, Han Fei noticed that the door to one of the bedrooms had the number zero written on it.

"You kids all have your own numbers, right? What are those numbers based on?" Han Fei asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

“Perhaps they have some use.” The second boy led Han Fei underground. After opening a coded door, the two heard a piercing roar, a sound that no human could possibly make: “My parents are inside. They were once the best researchers, but unfortunately, they were too radical in their pursuit of immortality and ultimately turned themselves into monsters that people fear.”

"Oh!"

The metal cage was struck hard. Han Fei turned his head and saw rows of prison-like rooms on the ground floor of the orphanage, where all sorts of people were imprisoned.

"Technology, heavy industry, war, and viruses—seemingly unrelated things—appear simultaneously in times of chaos, intertwined and spiraling upwards." The second boy touched the metal door beside him, his face devoid of any emotion: "My parents are here. Compared to other children, at least I still have family, even though they no longer recognize me."

Han Fei looked toward the only window in the metal door and saw a young man and woman bound to the bed. Their skin was covered with cracks, and their bodies seemed to be constantly shedding their skin.

"Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals has hidden many secrets." Han Fei looked at the other cages, but they were all pitch black.

"Let's go, we should go back." As soon as the boy finished speaking, the alarm in the underground laboratory suddenly went off, and all the buildings rippled as if they were being distorted by some force.

Thick, inky shadows crawled out from the corner and coalesced into a strange figure. His body was pieced together from countless limbs, giving off an indescribable sense of incongruity. However, his eyes were extremely special, beautiful and deep, as if they could see the end of the universe, or as if they contained a bottomless abyss.

"The dean is here. The only place we can avoid him is somewhere else." Number Two remained calm, still smiling.

"The dean you remember is a false god in my eyes. If you want to bring down the false god, you can only go to the real god." Han Fei could roughly guess what Number Two meant. He pushed his wheelchair and immediately turned around, running towards the room marked Zero.

"The only god who can help me with all his might is myself."

The dean gave chase, and Han Fei rushed to the door of Room Zero with all his might.

He only has one chance to choose, and any hesitation or pause will be caught by the dean.

"This is it!"

Han Fei grabbed the doorknob of Room Zero; he might see the maniacal laughter from Number Two's memories, before he went mad.

Pushing open the door, hot blood burned throughout his body. Han Fei opened his eyes and found himself detached from Number Two's memories. He was now standing in a room completely filled with children's corpses.

The children's bodies were pieced together, with a piece of blood-red, amber-like substance placed at the core. Han Fei was now reaching out and grabbing that still-pulsating "blood-red amber."

The maniacal laughter exhausted all his willpower, allowing him to successfully grasp the "core of the taboo." Now it was Han Fei's turn to make a choice.

"Give me that child's brain, and I can grant you one wish." The strange man's voice resounded directly in Han Fei's mind, its indescribable aura almost crushing all his memories: "If you don't let go, I will kill everyone whose fate is intertwined with yours, imprison you in this building forever, and let a hundred ghosts torment your body and soul!"

With each word the man uttered, the crimson color of the 25 layers of blood intensified, and it seemed as if Han Fei's mind could be torn apart at any moment.

"Let go of my hand, don't break my rules here!"

Han Fei's expression changed; he was afraid, his pupils trembled, his breathing became rapid, and his soul seemed to shrink together. In the eyes of the gods, he was nothing more than a dog with its tail between its legs.

"Can my wish really be granted?" Han Fei seemed to have no intention of defying the gods at all. Just as the stranger was about to say his next sentence, he suddenly revealed an exaggerated smile: "My wish is to take away his brain."

With his five fingers tightly gripping the "blood-red amber," Han Fei pulled outward with all his might. Behind him stood a blood-soaked figure. Both of them had resolute expressions and never once thought of letting go.

With a ruptured blood vessel, Han Fei retrieved the amber-like fragment of the brain from among countless children's corpses!
Everything on the 25th floor that could emit light exploded, and it looked as if a wound had been slashed into the god's eye.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained a D-grade rare fragment - Brain."

"Brain (Class D Fragment): An unspeakable brain fragment. Be aware that he may still be alive."

(End of this chapter)