My Healing Games

Chapter 801 The Four of Us Are Very Strong
"The owner of the brain is still alive?" Han Fei had heard many system notifications, but this was the most shocking.

Based on the information he had, it could be inferred that Number Two should now only have a broken brain left, yet he survived in this form.

The roar of the gods came from flesh and blood. Thunder roared and rain poured outside the skyscraper. The sleeping gods seemed to be awakening more quickly!

"Attention Player No. 0000! Each D-grade brain fragment possesses its own unique ability. Some can preserve memories, some can create illusions, and some can replicate souls. All of that unspeakable ability is distributed across different brain fragments! After gaining its approval, you will have a chance to use the unique ability associated with each brain fragment!"

"Attention Player 0000! You have gained the approval of Brain Fragment!"

"Soul Transfer (one of the exclusive abilities of D-level brain fragments): It can separate a part of your soul and memories to become a completely new individual! However, please be careful when using it! Prolonged separation may prevent it from reintegrating with you!"

Han Fei gained the approval of the second boy as soon as he made his choice, and he was quite touched: "The second boy is indeed the child with the highest IQ. He can tell that I am a reliable person even before we have had much contact."

The will of the god had not yet dissipated, but Han Fei had already gained the recognition of the brain fragment. The brain fragment was no longer bound by the floors, and the fleshy walls that covered the twenty-five floors began to wither, blooming into fleshy flowers in Han Fei's vision.

"I have already foreseen your fate. All paths lead to despair. You will never escape from here!" The god's voice was erratic, and a large amount of blood and grime fell away. The twenty-fifth floor was plunged into absolute darkness, where any light would be swallowed up.

"If we can't escape, we'll tear down your shrine, eat all your offerings, use your memorial tablet as a chair, and sit on it every day without changing our pants." At this point, fear was useless, so Han Fei didn't take the god's words to heart at all.

He carefully held the second brain fragment and turned around.

Behind Han Fei was complete darkness, but he could sense a bloodied figure standing there, facing him at this very moment.

"I was pulled into Number Two's memories. That brat, relying on his high IQ, subtly instilled some things in me." Han Fei held up the brain fragments that looked like red amber: "The only person in the world who can do everything in their power to help us is ourselves."

When the brain fragments are touched, they become even more vivid. The memories sealed within the fragments are like ice floating on the river of time, crystal clear and beautiful, yet they could disappear without a trace at any moment.

This time, the maniacal laughter did not take over Han Fei's body. In Han Fei's memory, this was the calmest the maniacal laughter had ever been.

He could feel a hand touching the brain fragment along with him, and the remaining memories of Number Two led them to a vital point.

Pushing open the door, a monster completely pieced together from severed limbs appeared before Han Fei's eyes. It resembled the dean in Number Two's memories, except that its eyes had been gouged out, leaving it devoid of any spirit.

"Attention Player No. 0000! You have discovered the core taboo on the 25th floor. In the eyes of Number Two, the Dean, who is also exceptionally intelligent, is an extremely powerful being. Therefore, the taboo he conjured from his memories took the form of the Dean. Perhaps you can try to use the brain fragment to control it."

Han Fei didn't think much of it and approached the "dean" with the brain fragments in his hand.

When the blood-red amber touched the "Dean's" empty eye socket, Han Fei discovered that the special ability attached to the brain fragment—soul possession—was automatically triggered.

The second boy seemed to want one of Han Fei and Kuang Xiao to leave the main body so that he could control the "Dean's" body. However, what he did not expect was that the abilities attached to the brain fragments could not activate the souls of Han Fei and Kuang Xiao at all.

Although they have completely different personalities and experiences, they are, in a sense, an inseparable whole.

The special ability of the brain fragment to possess the soul was triggered. The maniacal laughter was unaffected, but all the negative emotions and malice in Han Fei's memory were slowly stirred up. The chains that bound the blood-red orphanage deep in his mind suddenly broke, and the evil soul was stripped out of Han Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

Malice and killing intent began to gather in the "Dean's" eyes. After the soul-possessing ability was completed, the "Dean" opened his blood-red eyes.

That gaze was very similar to Han Fei's, but it was filled with evil.

The "Dean" slowly twisted his neck, countless blood vessels connecting his body. He looked down at Han Fei and said in an extremely sinister tone, "Evil Soul, we meet again."

The evil soul that had been separated from the butterfly was affected by the soul-possessing ability and was accidentally extracted from Han Fei's mind again.

When Han Fei heard the other party refer to him as the Evil Soul, he immediately understood what was going on: "It seems that the plan of Number Two has encountered a problem. The Mad Laughter is still with me. He just absorbed my malice."

Rubbing his temples, Han Fei looked up at the "Dean" who was being controlled by the evil spirit: "Can you influence the entire 25th floor through this body? If so, I want to turn this floor into a safe zone."

“It is possible, but why should I listen to you?” The dean’s eyes flashed with ambition and the most utter evil: “Just because I am a good soul? Does that mean I should be at the mercy of others? Besides, as an evil soul, who knows what wicked ideas you are plotting.”

"Brother, how do I look like an evil soul?" Han Fei felt extremely wronged. A person has three souls, but he was always mistaken for an evil soul by his own evil soul. There was no way to reason with him about this. "If you think I am an evil soul, then look behind me and carefully feel what kind of soul it is."

The "Dean" looked behind Han Fei, and countless threads of fate emerged from his body.

Slowly, the dean, who was being controlled by the evil spirit, seemed to realize something. He suddenly took a step back: "Who is that blood-soaked ghost?"

“That’s another me, or rather, us.” Han Fei really enjoyed watching the evil spirit get scared.

"So he was the true evil spirit, how chilling." The dean slowly pieced together the internal relationships of this body, and the ambition in his eyes subsided considerably: "He is the evil spirit, then I can be certain that he is the good spirit..."

"Brother, quickly spread your senses throughout this floor. We need to bring everyone over as soon as possible," Han Fei urged from the side.

"Stop rushing me, I'm already doing it. You're really pushing yourself too far with your ordinary faith." The ambition in the dean's eyes vanished completely; he even rolled his eyes. In the face of absolute evil, even an evil soul can become quite benevolent.

The hidden blood vessels within the dean's body began to spread outwards. The consciousness of the deity attached to the brain fragments had dissipated, and this layer was now entirely under the control of the evil soul.

"What a cruel guy. In order to create this terrifying body, the will that originally controlled this body must have killed countless people. Their resentment and hatred were all twisted together. The most outrageous thing is that everything seems to be precisely calculated. All the resentment will counterbalance each other, allowing the controller to suppress the most souls with the least amount of effort."

The Dean's growth is far from its limit; it can continue to devour and expand. If the skyscraper is likened to the body of a god, then the brain fragments of Number Two are like forcibly turning the 25th floor into an infected wound. Unless the god actively cleans it, this wound will continue to spread.

Half an hour later, Han Fei received a notification from the system.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered the taboo—the Dean!"

"Dean (Unspeakable Taboo): He can unleash the power of hatred within the area covered by his flesh and blood, but he can only move within the area shrouded in his own blood."

At the same time, the Dean, controlled by the evil spirit, also completed his final transformation. His body became more twisted and terrifying, and he could also dissipate into the darkness at any time.

"Alright, this level is completely under our control now." The Evil Soul couldn't help but let out an arrogant laugh. He loved the feeling of power, and even more so, he loved tormenting his enemies and controlling his destiny.

"Let's go pick up our friend." Han Fei, with only a drop of blood, stood in the middle. In front of him was a giant monster, over five meters tall and exuding an aura of calamity. Behind him was a blood-soaked ghost with an aura of extreme madness. Beside him stood a terrifying dean, pieced together from countless severed limbs.

Just by walking down the corridor, these four people exuded a sense of darkness encroaching upon them. The eerie and terrifying aura was hard to describe, as if they represented all the despair in the world.

"Could you move a little further away from me?" Han Fei only had one drop of blood left, and he was afraid that if he accidentally got brushed by the evil spirit, the game would end immediately.

"What's wrong?" The dean, controlled by the evil spirit, looked down at Han Fei, his tall figure casting shadows across the entire floor. "Are you feeling inferior? It's okay, you're cute even when you're small."

With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, Han Fei activated the master-level acting technique in his mind: "Heh, I don't need to get angry at my own malice."

The group walked through the corridor and soon returned to Ji Zheng's room.

When Han Fei opened the door, the people inside were scared half to death. Who would have thought that Han Fei would bring the taboo of the 25th floor right to the door?

After a brief explanation, Ji Zheng looked at Han Fei as if he were a monster. He was not only shocked, but also completely unable to understand him.

"We must act quickly, the gods could awaken at any moment, and we don't have much time left."

The 25th floor is currently the safest floor, but once the gods are fully awakened, the first floor to be destroyed will be the 25th floor.

Everyone understood this, so they divided the work and began to implement the next step of the plan.

Ji Zheng and Li Rou took the elevator cards downstairs to pick up the victims and bring them upstairs. Han Fei, on the other hand, used the evil soul's control over the floors to bring the perverted killers hiding there to his side one by one, trying to trigger missions from them. When he could no longer trigger missions, he would kill them to accumulate sins for the great evil.

With the help of the evil spirits, Han Fei cleared the twenty-five floors in just one hour. He gained four more ghost cards, accumulating nineteen sins for the Great Sinner. Most importantly, he himself successfully leveled up to level twenty-six.

In "Perfect Life", every ten levels is a threshold. When Han Fei reaches level 30, he can switch to his third hidden profession and unlock new things.

(End of this chapter)