My Healing Games

Chapter 949 Attention! He's here.

Yin energy gathered into a sea, and the black fire of hatred burned fiercely on the seabed.

Bai Xian, who had been terrified by the nightmare, now crawled directly behind Han Fei, gripping Han Fei's clothes tightly with both hands, not daring to let go.

He knew that Han Fei had a good relationship with ghosts, but he didn't expect that Han Fei, who was socially awkward, would be able to make so many ghost friends!
"Is everyone here?"

"There are still some people on the way." The yin energy spread to both sides, and the one-eyed shopkeeper, Yinglong, carrying a broken mirror on his back, walked up to Han Fei: "Manager, the Mirror God wants to see you."

"Isn't he in the shrine in the department store?" Han Fei looked at the mirror, where the deity looked rather forlorn.

"My shrine has been completely taken over by another you. That madman wants complete control over everything, leaving me no room to survive at all." A hint of fear lurked in the Mirror God's eyes. Only in front of Han Fei did he dare to complain: "Back then, he gave me two choices: either be merged with him and forever lose my self-awareness, or leave on my own. Do you think I had a choice? I was here first..."

"His wild laughter was indeed a bit excessive, but I can't beat him anyway." Han Fei touched the mirror, trying to comfort the Mirror God: "So, do you have anywhere to go now?"

"This ordinary mirror cannot withstand my power. I've heard that the eyes are the mirror of the soul. How about letting me temporarily reside in your left eye?" The mirror god was quite helpless. After all, it was once the Unspeakable, and now it had been kicked out of its home.

"I think the original quote was something like 'The eyes are the windows to the soul,' right?"

"They're pretty much the same." The Mirror God initially agreed to help Han Fei in the hope that Han Fei would find him a body, but who knew that things would gradually develop to this point.

"Okay." Han Fei stood in front of the mirror, letting down his guard.

The man in the mirror walked towards Han Fei from a distance, gradually becoming identical in appearance. His hands slowly detached from the mirror and reached towards Han Fei's left eye, as if he wanted to gouge out Han Fei's eyeball.

Bai Xian, who was hiding behind Han Fei, had never seen such a bizarre scene before. He was so frightened that his body was trembling, but Han Fei didn't even flinch.

As the mirror shattered, the man in the mirror completely entered Han Fei's left eye, transforming into a black scale, which seemed to represent the devil's deal.

The excruciating pain in his left eye gradually subsided, and Han Fei could feel that his left eye was different from before.

The mirror spirit being homeless was just a minor incident; a dozen minutes later, all the ghosts from all the areas had basically gathered.

Standing amidst the ghosts, Han Fei looked up at the passage: "I promised you all that I would lead you to see the light and escape this world shrouded in darkness. Everything I have done is for this goal."

With his palm pressed against the passage, Han Fei scanned each neighbor: "The end of this passage leads to the shallow world. I hope some of my companions can come with me to explore it."

The eyes of most of the ghosts changed; they also wanted to go outside and take a look.

“But I must tell you something: the rules of the two worlds are different. The stronger the ghost, the more it is bound by the deeper world, and the less likely it is to leave through this passage. So this time I need to select some people of moderate strength, but with special abilities, to come with me.” Han Fei had never walked through this passage before, and he didn’t know what dangers he would encounter, so he dared not bring all his neighbors along at once; that would be too risky.

Holding the altar, the first person to step forward was crying, followed by more and more neighbors.

Everyone trusted Han Fei and was willing to follow him, even if it meant losing their power.

Xingfu and Wuchang did not leave either, and stood by Han Fei's side. The relationship between these two and Han Fei was very special. They had the bond that Gao Cheng left for Han Fei.

What surprised Han Fei was that the Yin Dog from Building 2 of Happiness Community had also come to the Paradise this time. However, it did not intend to enter the passage. It just silently stared at the entrance of the passage, as if it had guarded this place before and was the watchdog of the deep world.

Without spending too much time, Han Fei eventually selected more than a dozen neighbors to accompany him, including Da Nie, Xiao Ba, Ku, and Ying Yue.

Han Fei originally didn't plan to bring Xiao Ba along, but the victims of the human body mosaic pattern could share one body. All the victims were hidden in Wei Youfu's soul. On the surface, he was just an ordinary regret, as if he could escape the shackles of the deeper world through this method.

"Hate can take Wuchang and Xingfu with him. The rest of you stay here and be careful and keep quiet." After choosing his companions, Han Fei and the others stood at the entrance of the passage. Suddenly, blood flowed from the Paradise Shrine next to them.

The black cloth slid off, the divine gate opened by itself, and the laughing statue stared at all the ghosts trying to enter the passage.

The blood dripping from the shrine appeared on the ghosts out of nowhere, and most of them, under the maniacal laughter, dared not resist.

A moment later, the blood slowly turned into a brand resembling a maniacal laugh. After the brand was completed, they all felt that the oppressive feeling in the passage had lessened considerably.

However, there were also some hotheads. Xing Fu didn't care about laughing wildly or not. He was so hot-tempered that he swung his axe to chop, and Xing Fu fiercely resisted.

Finally, he was forcibly pressed into Han Fei's ghostly tattoo by the maniacal laughter, and he could not come out without Han Fei's permission.

Bai Xian, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, was dumbfounded. He couldn't distinguish between the maniacal laughter and Han Fei. He just felt that all the hatred and vengeful ghosts had tattooed Han Fei on their bodies and regarded Han Fei as their faith and god.

"How did you do that?" Bai Xian scrambled to his feet, dumbfounded, and followed closely behind Han Fei.

"Brother Bai, you don't need to come with us." Han Fei put his hand on Bai Xian's shoulder.

"You're leaving me here alone?"

"No, I mean... take the elevator." Using his Soul Return talent, Han Fei first sent Bai Xian away, then led everyone into the passage.

The first demon was initially suppressed beneath Paradise. Long ago, the administrators hoped to offset its suffering with people's laughter and happiness. After all the passages were sealed off, only the Paradise passage remained. This can be seen as a hope that Fu Sheng left for the Deep World.

He wants to build a super-large "paradise" to gradually dilute the despair of the deep world.

"set off!"

As the master of the Paradise Shrine and the successor of Fu Sheng, Han Fei did not feel any discomfort in the passage, but the ghosts traveling with him were different. They always felt that there was an invisible force pulling them from behind, preventing them from escaping.

"If you really can't take it, you can go into my ghost pattern to rest first." Han Fei possessed a B-grade ghost pattern bestowed by Mad Laughter. Han Fei didn't know exactly how strong this ghost pattern was, but after a burst of hatred entered it, he didn't feel any discomfort.

The passage connecting the two worlds doesn't look very long, but once you actually enter it, you'll find that it seems to be an endless road. You can see the exit, but you just can't get there.

More and more neighbors couldn't hold on any longer. Not only did their power dissipate, but their souls also began to be affected. Han Fei had no choice but to collect them all into the Ghost Pattern.

After walking for about an hour, only Wei Youfu, Wuchang, and Da Nie remained by Han Fei's side.

Youfu is inherently flawed; so weak a gust of wind could topple him, and a living person with strong yang energy could be easily punched through. Wuchang, on the other hand, is too powerful and possesses extremely strange abilities. He constantly uses his own power to counteract the restraints, and although the consumption is severe, he can barely hold on. Finally, there is Da Nie. This thing seems to be regarded as a scourge by the deeper world. Not only is it not restrained from leaving, but it seems to be eager for it to get rid of it. Da Nie is the only one that has been completely unaffected throughout.

"Did you hear anything?" Han Fei, who was walking at the front, stopped and looked at the walls of the passageway on both sides.

The wall was made of some unknown material; some parts were soft, while others were hard, resembling the esophagus of a massive corpse.

Han Fei leaned against the wall of the passage and listened; he could hear the sound of waves crashing outside the wall.

He gently pressed his fingers against the soft part of the passage, and tiny beads of blood seeped into it. Han Fei stared at those blood beads, the aura emanating from them was extremely familiar to him.

“This blood is somewhat similar to the sea of ​​blood outside the Ghost Gate when I used my Soul Summoning talent. It has the same aura, exuding the same despair and sorrow…” Han Fei stared blankly at the blood beads seeping from the passage: “Could it be that the shallow world and the deep world are separated by the sea of ​​blood? People’s despair and all their negative emotions are poured into the sea of ​​blood, and those impurities are constantly settling in the sea of ​​blood, eventually forming the deep world?”

Han Fei still remembers the scene he saw when he summoned the soul. Every time he successfully summoned the soul, it was the soul that swam out from the depths of the sea of ​​blood and came here.

"We still have too few clues. I estimate that only if I stand at the level that Fu Sheng once reached can I know all the secrets."

The sound of the surging seawater grew clearer, like the roar of countless giant beasts. This was the most difficult part of the journey. Almost all of Wuchang's power was stripped away, and Wei Youfu could not hold on any longer. He was taken into the Ghost Pattern by Han Fei.

In fact, Han Fei himself was also struggling to hold on. His will was constantly being challenged by despair, but whenever he was about to give up, the healing personality deep in his consciousness would bring him a glimmer of clarity and strength.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sound of the churning seawater finally subsided. Han Fei was drenched in sweat, and Wu Chang had become almost like an ordinary person. His strength needed to be slowly restored.

"It seems we've successfully reached the shallow world." The pressure on his body began to ease, and Han Fei adjusted his physical condition, also storing the Great Evil into the Ghost Pattern.

Further ahead, they might encounter other players, and Han Fei was worried that Da Nie might frighten them.

"It seems easy to come from the shallow world to the deep world, but it is very difficult to escape from the deep world again."

Falling into depravity is easy, but once fallen, one must fight with all one's might to be redeemed.

The incline of the passage increased, and Han Fei began to climb the passage walls. Perhaps due to the changes in the main city, there was not a single player in sight in the passage.

When dawn broke, Han Fei finally climbed out of the passage and arrived in the shallow world.

Having played games for so long, this was his first time entering the world of the "official" Perfect Life.

"The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the sunshine is warm and cozy. I feel like all my fatigue has been washed away. This game is so therapeutic!"

Han Fei took deep breaths of air, while Wu Chang beside him stared at the rising sun, completely oblivious to the fact that his soul was slowly melting away. He only wanted to see the light for one more moment.

"So this is how everyone feels when they play 'Perfect Life,' no wonder they're so addicted to it." Thinking about his experiences in the Deep World, Han Fei's eyes welled up with tears: "Why do I suddenly want to curse Fu Sheng a few times? He tricked me into playing a fake game and didn't even give me a discount."

(End of this chapter)