My Healing Games

Chapter 945 Meeting
The real-life statue was just an ordinary clay sculpture, which Han Fei easily smashed. However, after destroying the clay sculpture, Han Fei himself was also affected to some extent.

The knocking grew louder and louder, and he could hear it no matter where he went.

"Does this foreshadow that the door between the deeper world and the real world is about to be opened?"

The worst twenty-four hours in the shrine's memory were greatly simplified in reality. He was glad to know that delaying would be detrimental to him, so he wanted to complete the ritual in the shortest possible time and catch everyone off guard.

After his demonic realm unfolds in the Eternal Life Building, all the evil thoughts and criminal desires in everyone's hearts are drawn out, and reason gradually disappears. The employees in the building will release the monsters that have been suppressed in their hearts.

Of course, this ability doesn't work well for everyone.

Take, for example, the waste disposal center worker next to Han Fei. He's timid, a kind-hearted man, and his biggest evil thought is to abandon his teammates and run away for his own life. Someone like that would probably need to stay in the Ghost Realm for a long time before he gets lost.

"Let's go in and take a look." The heavily guarded laboratory that Han Fei remembered was now empty; it seemed that all the researchers had been transferred away.

"Laboratory No. 4 contains the most crucial secrets of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals. Will Fu Jin allow the police to enter this place?"

Using his identity card to turn on the light source, Han Fei discovered that Laboratory No. 4 was different from the laboratory in the shrine's memory. This was likely because the police and Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals had communicated in advance and some of the experimental equipment had been replaced.

The deeper you go underground, the greater the differences become. It seems that the "physical bodies" of the most important clients have been transferred away. Now, the incubation chambers contain the bodies of "volunteers," whose brains still seem to be connected to "Perfect Life."

“I’ve noticed something amiss, and Gao Xing and the others must have noticed it too. Even so, he still insists on holding the ceremony?” Han Fei had a feeling that things weren’t so simple. He never underestimated his opponents. “Gao Xing’s wife and mother have both mentioned the ruthlessness and terror of the dream. Number Two also said that Gao Xing, without the shrine, is no threat. Is it possible that the dream is using Gao Xing as a pawn to distract me and the police while it tries to open a new passage?”

"Han Fei, keep an eye on the culture chambers around you." Assistant Tao suddenly spoke up, his head lowered and his voice very low: "There are similar culture chambers in the laboratory I'm in charge of. The inside of the chambers must never be contaminated, but I found that the nutrient solution in many of these culture chambers is stained red with blood. What's even stranger is that the test subjects inside the chambers are still alive. Are they trying to cultivate them as monsters?"

Walking to the incubation chamber, Han Fei saw the number and introduction of each test subject. Most of the test subjects left here were the older generation of employees of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals. They had dedicated their lives to Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals and knew many of its core secrets. Therefore, when their bodies aged severely, Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals would give them a benefit, which was to join the Eternal Life Experiment.

If the immortality project succeeds, these core employees will also be reborn.

However, the situation has clearly changed. The police now know what Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals is doing, and the immortality project will definitely be halted. These employees with severely aged bodies will also be released.

You should know that they possess many unspeakable secrets about the Immortal Pharmaceuticals. Once they lose hope of immortality, they might do some irrational things.

In order to keep the secret, the top management of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals probably chose to keep them "silent" forever, and took advantage of the opportunity of the three major criminal organizations' intrusion to shift all the blame for their own mistakes onto the three major criminal organizations.

"Kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

The rules now are different from those of the Deep World, but they are equally cruel.

“These researchers also have their own families and things they can’t let go of, right?” Han Fei asked Assistant Tao. “Can we save these people? They have made such great contributions to the group, they shouldn’t end up like this.”

"It's complicated. We need to wait until everything returns to normal before bringing in professionals." Assistant Tao, himself an employee, felt that Han Fei's words were very warm. If one could have a company leader like this, it would be a very happy thing.

What Assistant Tao didn't know was that Han Fei had once worked as a senior executive at a game company in a plastic surgery hospital. He had taken over Fu Yi's body, and even after the game company finally fired him, his subordinates remained loyal.

"Yes." Han Fei had his own plans. In the future, after the collapse of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, as Fu Sheng's successor, he wanted to rebuild a new Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, which would definitely require a group of his own technical backbone.

Those who were able to participate in the Immortality Project and obtain the final qualification were the most elite and core members of Immortality Pharmaceuticals. Han Fei did not intend to let them go. Even if they failed to escape this calamity and their bodies collapsed, he could still take them into the deep world and give them a chance to start over.

"Since if I join someone else's company, that company will go bankrupt, I might as well start my own."

Han Fei led the group and the smart butler up the stairs inside the laboratory to the seventeenth basement level.

All electronic devices on this floor are malfunctioning, signals are blocked, and the bloodstains on the ground are increasing.

"There's a firefight here." Han Fei saw bullet marks and some disfigured corpses: "The time of death was about half an hour ago. Most of the victims' wounds were on their lower back and neck. They were all killed by sneak attacks."

Han Fei examined the hands of the corpses: "These are calluses from years of holding guns. The police officers stationed here were attacked."

Gazing at the passage leading to the eighteenth underground floor, Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. The dark entrance to the passage resembled the open mouth of a monster, completely devoid of light, except for the pungent smell of medicine and blood.

The atmosphere was eerie, unsettling, and unsettling. The boundary between reality and the deeper world became blurred, and this layer felt too much like the deeper world to Han Fei.

"You guys stand behind me, and be careful not to let that smart butler get hurt." Han Fei subconsciously wanted to take out the Rebirth Slaughtering Knife, but after his five fingers grasped empty air, a faint warmth lingered in his palm, helping him dispel the cold.

It was only then that Han Fei realized that he was no longer in the Deep World. What puzzled him was that he had indeed felt a warm and gentle power in his hand. It was hard to describe, but it was as if someone was constantly encouraging him to move forward. It was a kind of psychological comfort, yet it was also a real stimulation to his body.

Stopping at the entrance to the eighteenth underground floor, Han Fei heard footsteps, and two figures blending into the darkness slowly emerged from the passage.

The man was wearing a mad scientist's mask, and the woman was wearing a death mask. They were both in a strange state, with accusations written on their bodies, as if they were participants in some kind of special ritual.

"The bridge is already built, you're too late." The female grim reaper didn't hide her voice; she was singer Ye Xian.

"The other side of the bridge leads to my house, so I know better than you whether it was successfully built or not." Han Fei revealed the harmless smile that was unique to him before killing someone.

"What a despicable guy." The mad scientist suddenly charged at Han Fei. His body had been modified, making him a killing machine. Even a trained professional would be caught off guard and fall victim to his attack.

“I might not have been able to deal with both of you at the same time before, but I learned a lot in your master’s shrine.” The training in the deep world, coupled with the changes brought about by the black box in reality, has made Han Fei surpass normal people in every aspect, such as reaction speed, physical strength and appetite.

The mad scientist is a man-made killing machine, while Han Fei was gradually honed into a demon by the deeper world; their training methods are fundamentally different.

Both sides actually only have one chance to strike, because in this kind of battle, neither side holds back and goes all out. It's a fight that decides both victory and defeat, and life and death.

A crashing sound rang out, Han Fei's shirt was torn, the mad scientist's head was twisted 360 degrees, and his neck was stretched.

"You're next." Han Fei was a professional torturer, and his methods were quite professional.

Seeing her companion killed, the female Grim Reaper did not hesitate and turned to leave.

Looking at the mad scientist's gruesome death, Assistant Tao and the staff member at the waste center were both shocked. They used to think that Han Fei was good at acting in horror movies, jokingly saying that you couldn't act that kind of madness without killing a few people. Now they realized that he wasn't acting at all.

“His body has been modified, he won’t die anytime soon,” Han Fei said confidently. “I know the human body very well, you don’t need to be afraid. Actually, I rarely hurt others.”

With a wave, Han Fei and the others disappeared into the shadows and entered the eighteenth underground level.

If the seventeenth underground level has the feel of a deep world, then the eighteenth underground level is like having completely entered the deep world.

All the incubation chambers were marked with special symbols written in blood. Thirty-one of the most cruel and perverted serial killers in Shanghai had gathered here. They wore masks, and each had a black box in front of them.

In the middle of all the black boxes, a man stood with his back to Han Fei, holding a butcher knife covered with butterfly patterns, which he was pointing at the back of Shen Luo's head.

Shen Luo, on the verge of death, had blood and tears mingling on his face. He was bound by chains, and his skin was forcibly inscribed with crimes. His mouth was stuffed with blood-red strips of cloth bearing curses.

Well, Han Fei felt a pang of sympathy for the other party's miserable state.

As the light and shadow shifted, Shen Luo seemed to sense something. He looked towards the exit of the passage, his eyes filled with utter despair, now occupied by Han Fei.

He shook his body frantically, making muffled noises as if he were saying something.

"A narrow escape from death, could this guy have brought his talent from the game into reality?" Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully he made it in time.

Seeing Shen Luo struggling, the man holding the butterfly-shaped butcher knife slowly turned around. In that instant, Han Fei felt as if he were being stared at by countless venomous snakes.

(End of this chapter)