My Healing Games

Chapter 867 Admission
A faint light pierced the darkness, struggled to break free of the clouds, and collapsed exhausted onto the earth.

It was almost noon, but the sky remained dark and gloomy, and an uneasy atmosphere permeated the entire city.

"Teacher Gao, I still don't quite agree with your decision. It's not too late to back out now." Yan Lan and Wang Chuqing followed behind the children of Class 7. They thought Han Fei's idea of ​​taking Class 7 out for a trial was too crazy. They knew that this was a direct confrontation with hatred, and the adults simply didn't have the energy to protect those children.

"Why don't you all come along too?" After getting permission from Number Two, Han Fei decided to bring the school teachers along.

The gates of the Investigation Bureau's several checkpoints slowly opened, and a line of modified vehicles sped out, with three black heavy trucks following at the rear of the procession.

Two of the vehicles were driven by logistics personnel and were loaded with various supplies. The students from Class 7 and the two patients that Han Fei rescued from the mental hospital were all sitting in the third vehicle.

Han Fei is the head of Class 7. He has trained a class with a 100% personality awakening rate. The Investigation Bureau wants to find out how he did it, so even though some people think Han Fei's approach is irrational, they ultimately do not stop him.

That makes sense when you think about it. In this great disaster, no special personality awakener was cultivated in their comfort zone. Even the best talent needs to be brought out in a life-or-death struggle.

The convoy sped along the highway, and the Bureau of Investigation team arrived at the Third Mental Hospital just as it was the brightest time of day.

"The ghost realm seems to have spread again."

Compared to when Han Fei visited before, two more buildings have been added to the mental hospital, and they look perfectly natural, as if the two buildings were always there.

“The Third Mental Hospital is one of the most notorious black buildings. We started investigating it several years ago and paid a great price to find out what was going on. We started preparing for this day from that time on.” The top student started having his team members move equipment. He had no mission at the moment and found Han Fei to install some protective equipment near the students of Class 7: “Once we launch an attack, we may not be able to take care of these kids. You’d better let them watch from a more distant place.”

"Okay." All the combat teams were making their final preparations. Han Fei drove the heavy truck and took the students to the vicinity of a building designated by Team Two.

This is a children's clothing store located a few hundred meters away from the mental hospital, facing the back gate of the mental hospital.

“Leave the task of killing Hatred to others. Once you enter, your primary objective is to find that jar.” Number Two looked at the mental hospital, his expression somewhat frightening: “The contents of that jar are extremely important to me. Having it can change our current passive situation.”

"Don't worry." Han Fei has a talent for hide-and-seek, coupled with his extremely high luck, so finding things is not a difficult task for him.

Still seemingly uneasy, Number Two cut his hand, smeared a drop of blood on a piece of white paper, then drew a lot of strange symbols on the paper, and folded it into a paper airplane: "When you get lost, this thing will help you out of the labyrinth of fate."

As Han Fei touched the paper airplane, a system notification appeared in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the quest item - Guidance of Fate. Carrying this item will give you a chance to obtain a D-grade cursed item."

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the hidden quest from the shrine - Brain in a Jar".

"Brain in a Jar (Hidden Quest): Perhaps the world we see is just a dream reconstructed from countless memories. We all live in jars. This is the closest you've ever come to the truth. I hope you can seize this opportunity."

"Mission requirements: Locate the brain fragment of Number Two in the shrine's memory world."

In the worst-case scenario, Number Two doesn't seem to be completely dead, but his brain ends up in Happy's hands.

The roar of the explosion interrupted Han Fei's thoughts. He looked towards the mental hospital. The other buildings around the Black Building had been razed to the ground, and only the building shrouded in the Ghost Realm remained intact.

"All combat teams, move to your designated positions!"

"Investigation Team Two, in position!"

"Patrol Team One, in position!"

"Logistics team in position!"

Responses came from various groups within the Black Ring, and Han Fei hurriedly went to meet up with the top student.

He was critically injured in a previous mission, so the Bureau of Investigation did not assign him a difficult task this time. They simply asked him to work with the top students in Group 10 to protect the equipment.

After all the teams were in position, the command vehicle located in the center of the position slowly turned around.

The car door opened, and a kind-looking middle-aged woman and a emaciated young man stepped out of the car.

The middle-aged woman was the deputy captain of the logistics squadron. She possessed a grateful personality that had awakened eight times. She had done countless good deeds throughout her life and was grateful for everything around her. After the great disaster, her soul was filled with gratitude, and countless souls came to repay her kindness.

The more people she saves, the more gratitude she receives, and the stronger her character becomes.

More than a decade after the great disaster, she did countless good deeds until recently when her personality awakened for the eighth time.

Another young man had needle marks all over his arms and wrinkles that were faintly visible on his face. He looked to be only in his twenties, but his actual age was a mystery. Some people said he had lived for a century, while others said he was not actually old, but had ruined his body because of biological experiments.

This young man is named Fu Lie. He used to work at Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. He was framed and forced to participate in various human experiments. The long string of numbers engraved on his chest is his identification number.

Before the disaster struck, he was kept deep inside the laboratory until he managed to escape.

Possessing a vengeful personality, he harbors boundless rage and hatred. He is the deputy captain of the investigation team and one of the most powerful individuals within the investigation bureau. The bureau has no records of his specific information, and the members of the investigation team only know that Fu Lie has been invincible in every battle since escaping the laboratory.

"Prepare to enter the Ghost Realm!"

The commander-in-chief gave the order, and the kind-looking middle-aged woman walked alone toward the main entrance of the mental hospital. She looked very ordinary, but her inner strength surpassed that of most people.

Her rough, scarred hands slowly came together, and she bowed her head slightly, chanting a song that ordinary people could not understand.

The musical notes seemed to swirl around her like sprites, and a power as vast as the ocean poured forth from the depths of the woman's heart.

In stark contrast to the ghostly realm filled with yin energy and death, that power was pure, clean, and full of benevolence.

"After opening this door, we will be bound together here."

The sound of shattering reached the ears of every member of the Investigation Bureau. A crack appeared in the intact ghost realm, as if a beam of light had shone into the eternally dark room, causing the ugly souls in the room to feel pain and fear.

The ghosts at the main entrance scattered and fled, but the middle-aged woman did not chase after them. She stood at the main entrance, opening the door to the ghost realm for everyone, constantly burning herself to bring light to others and guide them forward.

"action!"

Fu Lie nodded to the middle-aged woman, walked past her, and the Investigation Bureau's combat team, which had entered the designated position ahead of time, followed closely behind.

The darkness engulfed one investigation bureau member after another, but not one of them retreated.

"It's our turn." The top student picked up the box containing the equipment, waved to Han Fei, and they, along with the logistics team, came to the middle-aged woman's side.

After getting close to the middle-aged woman, Han Fei felt a warmth from her, and some of the negative emotions in his mind seemed to be dispelled.

"Be careful, you still have so many children to take care of." As Han Fei passed by, the middle-aged woman suddenly spoke, giving him a kind smile.

"Attention player number 0000! You have received the blessing - safe travels."

"May you have a safe journey (blessing): May your physical strength improve and your luck get better."

Han Fei was surprised that the system would give him a prompt. He thanked the woman and then followed the top student into the Ghost Realm.

With each step, it felt as if I had stepped from late autumn into the dead of winter, and even my breath carried a chill.

The first few groups had only been in for less than half a minute, but Han Fei could no longer see them. This was one of the abilities of the mental hospital's ghost realm; it would randomly shuffle the people who entered and send them to different areas.

However, the Investigation Bureau had already prepared for this. The deputy captain of the logistics squadron was capable of suppressing the ghosts, and everyone was also wearing the same cursed item, so they wouldn't get separated unless they were extremely unlucky.

"Am I the only one being targeted? Or has something unexpected happened to everyone?"

There was no one around Han Fei. He could see the middle-aged woman when he turned around, but the further he walked, the farther away he felt from her.

"No matter which direction you go, you'll get closer to the main building. This ghost realm is pretty high-class."

The middle-aged woman's singing faded away without her noticing, leaving only a deathly silence in her ears.

The massive complex resembled a monster standing in the dead of night; the oppressive feeling was indescribable, and just looking at it for a while felt like it could drive a person crazy.

"There was no sound of fighting, as if we were completely isolated in a separate area. This hatred understands human nature and directly arouses the fear in people's hearts through various hints."

With no way out and no rescue, he was alone to fight against unknown monsters, and every step forward was a huge torment and test.

"what!"

A scream suddenly rang out not far from Han Fei, seemingly from one of the members of Group Ten, who had been talking to Han Fei just a few minutes earlier.

Pushing open the door of the main building, Han Fei ran wildly in the direction from which the screams came. At the corner of the corridor, a young man was nailed to a cross, blood flowing continuously from his body.

"hold onto!"

Han Fei rescued the young man, opened the emergency kit issued to each member of the Investigation Bureau, and skillfully helped bandage his wounds: "I remember you're called Zheng Li? Who attacked you? Is that thing still nearby?"

"Yes, it's the pastor. He's been the shadow of my life. He's back! He's in this building too..."

"Priest?"

“When I was very young, a very cultured pastor lived in our apartment building. The adults were too busy with work, so sometimes they would ask the pastor to help look after their children. But I discovered the pastor’s secret: he liked to collect children’s blood and skin fragments, and he would use those things to create art.” Zheng Li’s voice trembled. “He threatened me, saying that if I told the adults, he would do everything he could to kill me, and that I was just a child and no one would believe what a child said…”

"Did you call the police?"

“The pastor locked me up very late. He destroyed all the evidence and disappeared. I thought I was finally free, but who knew that every time I was home alone, the phone would ring and the pastor’s voice would come through. He said he was watching me from the window and that he was right outside the door…” Before Zheng Li could finish speaking, the old-fashioned telephone ring suddenly rang out: “It’s here! It’s here again!”

Zheng Li was pale and huddled in the corner.

These members of the investigation bureau are seasoned veterans; ordinary fear cannot produce such an effect. Only the deepest nightmares in their hearts can break down their psychological defenses.

Carrying Zheng Li on his back, Han Fei ignored her strong objections and ran towards the direction from which the phone rang.

Kicking open the ward door, the room wasn't a simple ward, but a girl's bedroom.

It's clear that her parents love her very much, as the room is decorated very warmly, but in Zheng Li's eyes, this room seems to be a nightmare she can't escape.

When Han Fei answered the phone, he heard a strange man's voice: "I've been watching you, watching you!"

"How about we meet?" Han Fei frantically poured greedy black mist into the phone, and the voice became hoarse and indistinct, gradually disappearing. Then he summoned Wuchang, wanting it to crawl into the phone and kill the ghost along the phone line, but Wuchang seemed unable to do so.

Frowning slightly, Han Fei summoned Xing Fu again, with two large resentful spirits standing on either side. However, to Han Fei's surprise, even this could not break the illusion, and the room in front of him was still the one Zheng Li hated the most.

"It seems like the dean is exploiting our fears; this hatred is indeed unusual."

(End of this chapter)