My Healing Games

Chapter 802 The Only Night

Han Fei went to the 25th floor at midnight, and by 3 a.m., this supposedly most dangerous floor had been cleared out by Han Fei.

When the victims on the fifteenth floor heard this news, they all thought that Han Fei was possessed by a ghost, and that the taboo was manipulating Han Fei to make them walk into the trap.

It took a lot of time to persuade everyone before the survivors of the Red Alley on the sixth floor and the victims of the Ghost Card case on the fifteenth floor finally made it to the twenty-fifth floor.

Han Fei left them plenty of food and clean water, and arranged rooms for everyone, so that they could have a safe home in this dangerous building.

A light appeared in those numb eyes; Han Fei was slowly pulling them out of despair.

Skyscrapers are places where gods breed evil; like raising poisonous insects, they gather all malice and madness together, seeking to cultivate the most twisted and deformed monsters.

Here, the victims are merely toys for the thugs, reliving their most painful memories over and over again. Their humanity has been stripped away; they are nothing more than food for those perverts.

What Han Fei is doing now is to awaken their dignity, ignite their anger, and give them hope again.

The building houses a large number of victims who were previously ignored "trash," but Han Fei has now given them a chance to change their fate.

Drowning victims will desperately cling to the straw on the shore, and Han Fei also closely united these victims, after all, no one wants to live the same way as before.

“Everyone has been arranged.” Sister Hong found Han Fei and looked at the incredible young man in front of her with great respect.

"You've worked hard." Han Fei sat alone on the worn-out sofa, holding a mirror in his hand, as if looking at his own face, or perhaps at the back of his head.

After reporting her work, Sister Hong did not leave. She stood quietly in the corner of the room, seemingly waiting for Han Fei to give her other instructions.

She hadn't known Han Fei for long, but he kept creating miracles. Her gaze towards him was different now; she felt that this young man possessed an unparalleled charm.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door was knocked open, and Ji Zheng walked in with his dirty father.

"Your monster brother won't listen to any advice and insists on spreading the taboo to other floors. Why don't you go and persuade him?" Ji Zheng said helplessly. He thought Han Fei was crazy enough, but he didn't expect that the "dean" who controlled the taboo body was even more twisted and perverted.

“He’s right. We should take advantage of the fact that the gods haven’t awakened yet and expand like crazy, destroying as many floors as possible in the shortest amount of time.” Han Fei’s thoughts were completely aligned with the Evil Soul’s, leaving Ji Zheng speechless: “Do you have anything else to say?”

“People outside don’t know what happened on the 25th floor yet, but the name White Tea has already spread among some residents.” Ji Zheng threw a domino in front of Han Fei: “Someone at the gambling den is offering a high price for your information, and those natives call us the White Gang.”

"That sounds pretty good. My name is Bai Cha, and we're known as the Bai Gang," Han Fei said without batting an eye.

“So many believers died in Red Alley. If they knew you first appeared in Red Alley, you might have to take the blame for killing so many believers!” Ji Zheng touched the camera on his chest: “I have a suggestion that could slow down the time it takes for you to be discovered.”

"Kill Sister Hong and the fat dog from the gambling den?" Han Fei didn't even look up. His expression was casual, but he immediately revealed Ji Zheng's true thoughts.

Hong Jie, who was standing in the corner of the room, and Ji Zheng, who was behind the door, both changed their expressions after hearing what Han Fei said.

"It's unnecessary. If the god doesn't awaken, the others are no problem; if the god awakens early, it won't need to rely on others to kill us." Han Fei was very open-minded. He locked himself up and kept thinking about a question.

When will the gods awaken? Han Fei released the forbidden technique and took away Number Two's brain, but the gods did not react excessively. This shows that what the gods are doing must be many times more important than the fragments of Number Two's brain.

Considering the current situation in Shanghai, where the three major criminal organizations clashed with the police in the gray area, this is the first time in ten years that those psychopathic killers have chosen to confront the police head-on. There must be a force behind this.

The passage between the shallow world and the deep world has been opened, and the connection between the deep world and reality will become increasingly close. The guy who claims to be the owner of the garden may actually be after the real-world city of Xinhu. He wants to recreate the disaster from many years ago.

The butterfly is a pawn in the game of dreams. The premature elimination of this crucial pawn triggers a series of unforeseen events, and no one can say for sure where the ship of fate will drift.

“I’ve met Fu Tian in the world of memories in the shrine. His will is not as strong as Fu Sheng’s, but in terms of intelligence, he is still superior to Fu Sheng. This old man should not betray Xin Hu. He must have left some backup plans.”

The elders of the previous era have all passed away, the storm is coming, and the figures who can support the next era are moving forward amidst the thunderous roar.

"White Tea! The radio works! I've contacted the dancer!" Mr. Mo rushed into the house carrying the radio that looked like it was about to fall apart: "He has very important information to tell you!"

Han Fei didn't have much hope for the radio; he felt that the dancer and the gardener couldn't be of much help at the moment.

To his surprise, as the radio approached him, the blood-red paper figure in his arms suddenly poked its head out and reached its hand toward the radio.

At the same time, blood-red curse threads emerged from the radio, curses originating from the same source as the blood-red paper figures.

"This is... Xu Qin?"

Pressing the play button on the radio, the dancer's voice came through: "Hold on a little longer, the six hatreds have entered the black rain. They will approach before the gods awaken and attempt... to slaughter the building."

The cracks on the dancer's radio widened again after only a few words were transmitted, but the information it conveyed to Han Fei was indeed very useful.

"Six people harboring hatred?" Han Fei was not alone; Xu Qin, Zhuang Wen, and the painter stood behind him. Judging from the current situation, the dancer must have had contact with the members of the Happiness Community.

"I've been missing for two days, and everyone must be worried, but I'm doing alright here." Han Fei was holding a radio, studying how to reply to the message. Suddenly, the giant monster that had been lying quietly beside him started howling at the radio, its misfortune permeating the device as if it wanted to help Han Fei reply.

"This guy is actually quite reliable in crucial moments." Han Fei patted Da Nie's head with satisfaction, but a moment later Mr. Mo noticed something was wrong; the cracks on the radio were increasing. "Can't the radio withstand Da Nie's misfortune? What's the working principle of it?"

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, Mr. Mo had already grabbed the radio and hurriedly left.

He was completely bewildered, but Ji Zheng next to him seemed to understand Da Nie's howl, picked up his camera and took a picture of Han Fei: "Your fate is starting to become unpredictable."

"My fate has changed?" Han Fei was somewhat confused.

"See for yourself." Ji Zheng handed the photos he had taken to Han Fei, which showed that Han Fei's Fate Rope was turning black: "Your pet just responded to a curse with a curse. What it was trying to say was that you were planning to mate wildly inside the building."

Han Fei stopped stroking Da Nie. He wanted to punch Da Nie, but he only had one drop of blood left. If he broke through Da Nie's defenses, he would die instantly.

"Your pet is quite intelligent." Ji Zheng smiled for the first time in a long time. He felt that he had found long-lost joy and passion with Han Fei.

Da Nie, lying on the ground, blinked innocently. Han Fei took a deep breath and then switched on his masterful acting skills: "Don't just stand there, get ready to go to other floors."

Just as Han Fei was about to leave after gathering his men, a message came from the Evil Soul, telling them not to go out for the time being, as something very dangerous was approaching in the elevator.

Everyone gathered around the elevator, ready for anything.

As the numbers on the display screen kept changing, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"No one would come to the 25th floor at this time, right?"

As soon as Ji Zheng finished speaking, the elevator stopped on the 25th floor. The silver-gray elevator doors opened to both sides, and a headless corpse fell out of the elevator.

Han Fei and Fatty Dog approached the elevator to investigate. The entire elevator car was covered in blood, and the head of the corpse appeared to have exploded inside the elevator.

"Delayed death?"

The deceased likely intended to seek refuge on the 25th floor, but his body had been tampered with before he entered the elevator.

The elevator doors closed automatically, but because the body was lying at the doorway, the metal door repeatedly touched the body's legs.

Before the body could be moved, the numbers on the other elevator displays started jumping wildly, indicating that there was more than one person on the 25th floor.

"Aren't the gods still asleep? Why are so many people suddenly on the 25th floor? Did some 'big shot' upstairs receive a message?"

As elevator doors opened on the 25th floor, headless corpses tumbled out of the cars, their blood staining the floor and dripping incessantly.

"These people all seem to be night guards and cleaners for the rusty stairs." Ji Zheng saw the charge on the headless corpse and became extremely nervous: "Someone posted a mission for the 25th floor, which is why the night guards came!"

"The question now is, who killed them?" Han Fei stepped back behind Da Nie: "The Night Watchmen are all very powerful because they have crimes against them. How could they be killed in large numbers?"

“The night watchmen in the building are divided into four levels: Dangerous, Prohibited, Disaster, and Night. Most of these corpses are Dangerous Night Watchmen, and there is only one Prohibited Night Watchman…” Ji Zheng also began to back away because the elevators were still descending. More than half of the twenty-odd elevators in the building had stopped on the twenty-fifth floor: “I’ve never seen this scene before, and I can’t handle it.”

As everyone was at a loss for what to do, the outermost elevator in the elevator lobby stopped on the 25th floor. The elevator doors slowly opened, and the sound of a child crying came from inside.

"Is there a living person?"

Looking in the direction from which the crying came, a teenage boy with effeminate features sat in the elevator car. He was dressed in a shroud prepared for the dead, his expression one of utter terror, his face streaked with tears, and he was uttering a shrill, childlike cry.

"Will his head explode?" Han Fei had Jiu Ming drag the boy out of the elevator. The boy didn't resist and his eyes were full of fear.

"Can you hear me? What happened upstairs?" Ji Zheng took out his camera to take a picture of the man's face, but the boy suddenly went berserk, grabbing his own neck with both hands and repeatedly banging his head against the ground until blood covered his face.

Ji Zheng, holding the camera, frowned. He stepped forward to get closer and take a picture, but the boy suddenly started shouting hysterically again: "The real night watchman is back! The only darkness in the building has descended! He's going to clean this building! The most terrifying and contradictory work of God has been born!"

"What is he saying?" Han Fei asked, somewhat confused.

"The only night? Could it be that a Night Watchman of Night Rank has been born in the building?" Cold sweat broke out on the back of Ji Zheng's neck: "There was a legend on the 50th floor that the god wanted to lure the most righteous criminal investigator in the city and prepare to mold him into his new creation. That criminal investigator fought against the god for 30 years. Once he falls, he will become the most terrifying Night Watchman."

(End of this chapter)