My Healing Games

Chapter 928 The Nineteenth Level of Hell Connects to the Human World
Blood and nutrient solution flooded the eighteenth underground level, the water level was still rising, and the air was filled with a stench.

"How could a laboratory aiming for immortality become so filthy? Is this the consequence of desecrating life?"

Han Fei stood on the hibernation pod, looking at the absurd world before him. Reality was not much brighter than the deeper world.

A faint, strange noise came from afar. Han Fei leaped between the huge hibernation pods and arrived at the southeast corner of the eighteenth underground level.

The strange noise was coming from the hibernation pod beneath his feet. Blood was flowing back in, and it seemed as if there were living creatures hiding inside.

Using the Resurrection Blade, they pried open the hatch, and Ah Nian, dressed in a research suit, crawled out. He didn't seem to mind the filth; he lay on the blood and gasped for breath.

"Brother Nian? You've been hiding here all this time?" Han Fei didn't expect to meet Nian here.

"Why did you take so long to get here? I thought you had seen my memories and knew that the calamity was happening on the lowest level, so you would choose to gather here." Ah Nian kept coughing, spitting out some blood. He looked very unwell.

"I encountered some problems." Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to confirm that the person in front of him was indeed A-Nian before he felt relieved: "Why are you in the hibernation pod?"

"Don't even mention it. If I hadn't reacted quickly, you probably would never have seen me again." A-Nian said with lingering fear, "After I woke up in the building, I went straight into Laboratory No. 4. My son was still in the hibernation pod, but before I could find my child, some madmen wearing strange masks came. They tampered with the hibernation pods and used all the living people sleeping there as sacrifices."

"Sacrifice?"

“Beneath the blood lies the altar they drew, and all the bodies that are on the verge of death are being used by them. Those guys want to bring the will of ghosts down to the human world!” Ah Nian climbed out of the blood and pointed to the hibernation pods beside him: “The test subjects in these hibernation pods are like coordinates. While they are guiding their own will back, they will also attract those ghosts.”

The world where the ghosts live is separated from the real world by an ocean. The living people in the hibernation pods are like boatmen on the shore, about to drag the ghost ship to land.

"Then how do we stop them?" Han Fei looked at the hibernation pods with a puzzled expression. "Aren't these guys completely dead yet? Do we have to take action ourselves?"

“It has nothing to do with biological death. As long as their consciousness is not destroyed, they will want to come back and inadvertently lead the ghosts.” Anian shook his head: “There is only one thing we can do: destroy the bridge connecting the two worlds and prevent a stable passage from forming.”

Ah Nian laboriously climbed onto the hibernation pod, his face stained with blood as he began to draw: "The bridge between the ghost world and reality consists of four parts: the bridgehead on the ghost world side, the bridgehead on the reality world side, the bridge body formed by the 'Perfect Life' game, and the bridge pillars formed by the black box. The easiest part to destroy is the bridge pillar, which is also the core secret of the Immortal Pharmaceuticals—the black box."

"I understand your reasoning, but the problem is, where are we going to find a black box?"

“Others may not know the location of the box, but as a participant in the Immortality Project and the sole executor in its later stages, I will never forget it.” Ah Nian was somewhat weak, and he swayed as he looked towards the center of the hall: “The black box is in the very center, buried beneath all the hibernation pods.”

The three of them groped through the blood and finally found the activation device located in the center of the laboratory.

All the hibernation chambers are connected to that place. If the entire Laboratory No. 4 is likened to a tree canopy, and the countless experimenters to flowers, then the place where the black box is located is the trunk of this towering tree.

With a loud bang, the door leading to the nineteenth underground floor was opened.

Blood was poured down like a torrential rain, and Han Fei saw a scene he would never forget.

The nineteenth underground floor of the Eternal Life Building does exist. This floor contains countless surviving brains, which are densely packed throughout the floor. Emotion-capturing devices transmit all the information generated by the brains into black pipes, and at the end of all the black pipes is a huge black box that is two stories high.

"Is this the AI ​​of 'Perfect Life'?" Han Fei looked at the "brain domain" that occupied an entire floor and felt that the world in front of him was very different from the world he knew.

“Strictly speaking, the seventh generation of AI in ‘Perfect Life’ was modeled after this building.” A-Nian also sighed with emotion: “Every time I see this scene, I feel incredibly shocked. It is undeniable that everyone involved in this project is a genius madman.”

Han Fei was unaware of how the black box operated; he only saw it continuously absorbing the information transmitted from those brains, allowing the owners of those brains to live in the worlds they had created.

"Should we destroy it?" the surviving staff member asked uncertainly. "This thing is the pinnacle of human science and art, a right we fought for from the gods. It's so beautiful."

Ah Nian hesitated. The consciousnesses of his two sons were inside the black box. If the plan went wrong, the reunion would turn into a farewell.

“Perhaps we would have a better way to handle this in reality, but here, we must destroy it.” Ever since Han Fei saw the black box, it was as if the back of his head had been stimulated, and a voice in his mind was urging him to destroy the black box as soon as possible.

Holding the Rebirth Slaughtering Knife, Han Fei jumped onto the black box: "In all of Gao Xing's plans, this black box is the most crucial part. Usually, shrines are hidden in the places that are most important to the gods."

With both hands raised high, Han Fei aimed his butcher's knife at the huge black box and slashed down with all his might!
The light from the blade seeped into the black box, causing cracks to appear in the box, which was as dark as night. The Rebirth Slaughtering Blade shattered the balance inside the black box, and a pungent stench emanated from within.

"Are these all piled up with dead people?"

The black box, which Immortal Pharmaceuticals regarded as a source of hope, exuded a putrid, fermenting odor that was nauseating; just getting close to it caused dizziness.

The pain in the back of Han Fei's head intensified, and a sense of powerlessness and despair seemed to bind his body like shackles. He gripped the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade tightly to keep himself from falling, but a force was forcing him to sink. That force came from the black box!

With his legs bent, Han Fei lay on top of the black box. The humanistic light of the Rebirth Slaughtering Knife shone into the black box, and Han Fei's gaze peered through the cracks in the black box. He saw a child's face.

Inside the black box were many, many children, their bodies branded with numbers, intertwined, their faces pressed together. For the first time in the darkness, they raised their heads because of a beam of light that shone in.

"The black box was filled with numbered children? The first batch of children were killed by the madman, and the second batch of children left the laboratory alive. So, which batch of children were they?"

Han Fei was stunned by the despairing scene before him. If his blade continued downward, it would strike the children, but without pulling the children away, he couldn't see inside the black box. The choice that had once been placed before Kuang Xiao now seemed to be Han Fei's turn.

Beneath the bodies of countless desperate children lies something else, and that is what he is truly searching for.

I don't know if it's because I haven't fully recovered or what, but I feel like I've become dull. My thoughts seem to be constantly blocked and interrupted, and I write very slowly. Will I become stupid after being a sheep?

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