My Healing Games

Chapter 961 The Only Player Who Can Quit the Game
Before the official launch of the game "Perfect Life", Huang Ying used Han Fei's soul-summoning talent to move all the items in the test server into the deep world, which gave him a significant advantage over other players.

Leveraging his initial advantage, Huang Ying not only became the number one player himself, but also cultivated many top players in Perfect Life. They are all reserve talents for the Happy Community, in order to cope with possible disasters in the future.

All players are now trapped in the main city. Bai Xian and Jin Jun received a notification from Han Fei. They sensed anger and killing intent in Han Fei's tone, so they decisively activated their reserve forces.

The outsourced staff of the Happiness Community quickly converged on the main urban area hospital, keeping a close watch on all entrances and exits, and recording in detail every player who entered or left.

"Guarding the exit can be left to ordinary players; I have more important things to do." Han Fei first went to the central square, where he shared his strategy and tips for conquering the sixth level of Nightmare. Then he wandered around the city, trying to accept quests from the main urban area.

He searched for a long time, but the system just couldn't trigger the task.

"Where is the problem? Can I only accept missions in the deep world? Can I only do work in the underworld?" Han Fei wandered around for more than an hour before finally accepting his first mission since arriving in the shallow world in the cemetery of the main city.

This quest is an extremely rare hidden quest in the shallow world, and it is also a prerequisite quest for the hidden profession of psychic. It requires Han Fei to build a tomb for himself in the cemetery.

In fact, Han Fei didn't understand why he would trigger such a strange mission in the shallow world. It seemed that only missions related to the deep world could be recognized by his system.

"The deep world is full of hidden quests, but the shallow world is really stingy!" Han Fei finished building the tomb, which was considered the first step of the hidden quest. His actions were also seen by the players who were following him. Everyone generally believed that Han Fei wanted to use this to show his determination and explore the nightmare with the belief that he was going to die.

Looking at the exit button that had already lit up, Han Fei licked his dry lips: "I can trigger those quests related to the deep world in the shallow world, which gives me another way out. However, it takes a lot of time to find such quests in the shallow world, and these quests are unique, the more you do, the fewer there are, and the rewards are almost non-existent."

After leaving the cemetery, Han Fei returned to his residence in the Happiness Community. He went into his room and locked the door.

"I have a basic understanding of the situation in the main urban area. It's time to go out and communicate with Deep Space Technology and the Shanghai police to see what their plans are."

Lying on the comfortable soft bed, Han Fei pressed the exit button.

Blood surged as Han Fei exited the game in the shallow world for the first time. The entire exit process was incredibly strange, and the exit speed was much slower than when he exited in the deep world.

"When you exit the game in the deep world, the crimson color descends from top to bottom, enveloping the city; when you exit the game in the shallow world, the crimson color surges from underground, seeping into the main city from bottom to top."

It took ten times longer than before for the blood to cover the entire city, and Han Fei felt an unprecedented sense of crisis deep within him, as if a voice was searching for him and constantly calling his name!

As his consciousness gradually detached, Han Fei's gaze pierced through the crimson, and he saw eleven shrines standing in the main city, the gray mist merging into a giant gray cocoon.

Its size alone is ten times larger than the black cocoon shell under the Dead Building, and it occupies almost half of the main city of Perfect Life!
Countless souls wailed within the eleven shrines, and fragments of dreams collided and merged every moment. The gray dream cocoon formed very quickly, and the dream did not give the four million players much time to escape.

"If the spirit, will, and soul of four million players are all controlled by dreams, what kind of monster will ultimately be born from this gray cocoon? Another original demon?"

Even the first generation of ghosts in Han Fei's memory wasn't this exaggerated; it was only the size of an amusement park, far smaller than the gray cocoon.

"I felt like there was something watching me from inside the gray cocoon, which gave me a very disgusting feeling."

Having successfully detached his consciousness, Han Fei removed the game helmet and returned to reality.

"Be careful of Meng, that guy is terrifying."

Han Fei climbed out of the game pod and immediately contacted Huang Ying. As the number one player of Perfect Life, Huang Ying had been invited to Deep Space Technology. Tomorrow morning, he would enter the game with ninety-nine other "internal players of the company".

After Han Fei finished speaking with Huang Ying, he immediately called the Shanghai police, hoping that the police leaders could persuade Deep Space Technology to allocate him a spot.

With Li Xue's superiors involved, there shouldn't be any major problems. He then took the opportunity to investigate Ping'an Street and Bai Guoguo's information.

There have been two fires on Ping'an Street, one in the westernmost garbage shed and the other in the easternmost luxury private club.

The garbage shed was home to a lame sanitation worker and his adopted daughter. When the fire broke out, the girl, who suffered from mental illness, was tied up in the house and suffered extensive burns all over her body. She was saved after multiple surgeries, but she was essentially ruined.

The fire at the private club occurred in the middle of the night. The manager of Ping'an Street was severely burned, while his two sons and the lame sanitation worker died in the fire.

Both fires occurred thirty years ago, before Han Fei was even born.

"How many nightmares has dream management collected over the past few decades? How could so many nightmares not be enough to create a new black box?"

After making numerous inquiries, Han Fei finally located Bai Guoguo. With no one to rely on and after accumulating huge medical debts, she was taken in by a public welfare institution in Xinhu.

After shutting down his computer, Han Fei took a taxi directly to the orphanage. Now a celebrity, he was immediately recognized by the staff.

Guided by the most senior staff member, Han Fei arrived at the most secluded room in the orphanage.

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman whose body and face were burned was lying on the bed.

"She is Bai Guoguo."

The princess in her adoptive father's nightmares is, in reality, a mentally unstable person who never grew up. Her body was damaged by fire, and she suffered severe mental breakdown.

"This lady was brought here many years ago. The hospital director took pity on her and kept her. The doctor in charge at the time said that the girl's brain had been severely traumatized. Even if she could survive the pain from the fire, her mental state would be completely broken, and she wouldn't live long." The staff had a deep impression of Bai Guoguo: "But no one could have imagined that she could survive so strongly. It felt like she didn't know that her adoptive father had died in the fire. She was happy every day, as if her adoptive father had never left and was always by her side."

“His father does indeed accompany him every day. In his dreams, she is always his little princess.” Han Fei entered the room and had only taken two steps when he saw Bai Guoguo’s face.

Bai Guoguo was fast asleep, her face streaked with tears, and her pillow was soaked.

“It’s strange. She used to always smile in her sleep and talk happily in her sleep. This is the first time in the past thirty years that I’ve seen her cry at night.” The most senior staff member also came in.

The footsteps startled Bai Guoguo awake. She was like a kitten that had lost the protection of its parents, desperately shrinking her body into the corner of the bed, her back against the wall, her eyes filled with fear and unease.

“We met in a nightmare; your father asked me to take care of you…”

As soon as Han Fei approached, Bai Guoguo went berserk, banging her head against the wall repeatedly. She seemed unwilling to believe this reality and wanted to smash the room to return to that dream.

"Quick! Control her!" There hadn't been any major problems for thirty years, but tonight Bai Guoguo went berserk and hurt herself, seemingly having lost the will to live. Her head and face were covered in blood.

"I'm sorry." Han Fei carried Bai Guoguo on his back, letting her attack his body. He didn't resist at all, seemingly oblivious to the pain, though his eyes showed some sadness.

In this world, only Han Fei knows why Bai Guoguo suddenly went mad; her only relative has left her forever.

After running out of the welfare home, Han Fei and the staff took Bai Guoguo to the psychiatric department of Shanghai New Shanghai First People's Hospital.

Han Fei signed the caregiver section, paid all the fees in advance, and then sat outside Bai Guoguo's ward to wait.

Three whole hours passed before Bai Guoguo finally calmed down. There was no smile on her face, as if the spark of her soul had been extinguished.

"You're her guardian, right?" The doctor looked towards the door while holding the newly taken X-ray. When he saw that it was Han Fei who came in, he paused for a moment: "Han Fei?"

"Yes, I am her guardian now." Han Fei sat down in the chair: "How is Bai Guoguo doing?"

"It's terrible. In fact, the number of patients like her has been increasing in recent years. The specific cause is still unclear, and the symptoms vary from person to person. However, once the disease progresses to a certain stage, all patients will experience brain abnormalities." The doctor placed Bai Guoguo's brain scan in front of Han Fei and connected several lesions with a pen: "Look closely, doesn't this look like a butterfly with outstretched wings in the brain?"

"Butterflies?" Han Fei had seen similar patterns in the minds of some murderers.

“We call it Butterfly Syndrome, and research on it has been ongoing in recent years.” The doctor put the films aside. “This disease not only harms the patient but can also impact society as a whole. With the large-scale construction of smart cities and the continuous improvement of citizen databases, the AI ​​will use big data to judge a person’s potential criminal activity and identify dangerous individuals. However, all patients suffering from Butterfly Syndrome can escape the AI’s monitoring. No one can determine their true thoughts. Their distorted brains cause their thinking patterns to differ from normal people, hiding their inner thoughts.”

Are there many people suffering from this disease in recent years?

"The numbers are increasing." The doctor's expression was grave. "In our First Hospital's psychiatry department alone, we see several patients every week. Among them are elderly people in their eighties and children as young as four or five. The patients' living environments vary greatly, they have no contact with each other, and their relatives are all normal..."

After listening to the doctor's words, Han Fei pondered silently.

These patients may be targets chosen by the dream. If left unchecked, their lives may end tragically, just like that of the sanitation worker, turning into a tiny fragment.

"Perhaps I can help them in real life and prevent the tragedy from happening." Han Fei talked with the doctor for a long time and compiled all the information about Butterfly Syndrome.

After entrusting the doctors and nurses to take care of Bai Guoguo, Han Fei prepaid a sufficient amount of medical expenses. After everything was settled, he sent the information he had compiled to Li Xue's superiors, hoping that the Xinhu police would take it seriously, change the lives of all patients, and prevent them from being consumed by despair.

The police are currently overwhelmed with work. Although Li Xue's superiors trust Han Fei, they are not too willing to spare any manpower and have instead sent the police station's psychological counseling team to help.

Han Fei himself attached great importance to those patients with butterfly syndrome. He believed that as long as he could save these patients in reality, he could reduce the occurrence of nightmares and weaken the power of dreams!
With a shortage of manpower, Han Fei contacted Du Jing again. Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals has many researchers specializing in the brain region because they conduct various personality experiments in private. Therefore, the company also employs a large number of psychotherapists and brain region doctors.

In order to help Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical redeem itself, Du Jing acted decisively and sent Assistant Tao to temporarily organize twenty-seven treatment teams to go deep into major hospitals to carry out treatment work for patients with butterfly syndrome.

The police are confronting all members of the three major criminal organizations to stabilize the situation in Shanghai; Deep Space Technology and Cocoon Hackers are fighting over the seventh-generation AI, and they also have to work with the police to rescue players trapped in the game; Ironically, the initial breakthrough point, Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, has become an idle force because of its joyful dissipation.

Fu Tian's children were investigated by the police, and Du Jing, the most senior member, took the lead. She organized the resources at her disposal and used the method of treating patients to weaken the power of dreams in the entire city.

Another thing that surprised Han Fei was that Du Jing seemed to be laying the groundwork for Han Fei's future entry into Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. All the treatment teams sent out were under Han Fei's name, and their new goal was to heal wounds, repair rifts, and bring happiness and warmth to everyone.

By coordinating with various departments, Han Fei has done everything he could.

After dark, Han Fei and Huang Ying went to Shen Luo's hospital room. The police had communicated with Deep Space Technology, and Deep Space Technology decided to give Shen Luo a spot to enter the game alone.

"Xiao Shen, are you feeling better?" Han Fei placed the fruit basket by the bedside, standing three meters away from the bed, his face full of "concern".

"My whole body aches, but I still want to thank you for saving me. I feel like you've saved me several times. Give me a chance to repay you. How about I help you with your stock trading? I have a very keen sense for finance." Shen Luo said weakly, his whole body wrapped in bandages.

"Forget about stock trading, but there's something I really need your help with right now. There's a small problem with the Perfect Life game, and I might need you to log in and help out." Han Fei was a little embarrassed, but Shen Luo took the initiative to offer his gratitude.

“No problem, I was just about to enter the game to relieve some of my physical pain.” Shen Luo was quite happy: “Actually, I’ve wanted to play for a long time, but I was afraid the doctor wouldn’t agree.”

When Perfect Life ran into trouble, Shen Luo was being used as a sacrifice by Gao Xing. By the time the police arrived, Shen Luo was already on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss.

"You need to think this through." Huang Ying didn't expect Shen Luo to be as enlightened as he was. He was holding a specially made gaming helmet from Deep Space Technology. This type of gaming helmet has a fixed number and can only be activated and used after obtaining the highest level of access from Deep Space Technology, allowing users to enter the game at any time.

"It's a blessing for Shanghai to have heroes like you." Han Fei also gave Shen Luo a thumbs up: "Once you successfully enter the game, we'll meet in front of the Inevitable Truth Guild's headquarters in the main city."

"Inevitable truth?" Shen Luo remembered that Huang Ying seemed to be from another guild, but he didn't ask why, he just nodded.

"Okay, then call the doctor over." Han Fei waved outside: "Shen Luo is a special case, so he won't be going in with the Deep Space Technology staff. I've assigned him a separate task."

Han Fei was mainly worried about Huang Ying and the people from Deep Space Technology getting into trouble, so he thoughtfully decided to let Shen Luo enter the game ahead of time.

The doctor removed the bandages from Shen Luo's head and carefully helped him put on the specially made gaming helmet.

Perhaps sensing the respect and sympathy in the doctor's gaze, Shen Luo, feeling uneasy, reluctantly twisted her neck and asked Han Fei with a puzzled look, "By the way, you seemed to have mentioned a problem with the game earlier?"

"It's not a big problem." Han Fei connected the last wire: "It's just that now after logging into the game, I can't log out."

"what?"

After pressing the start button, neither Han Fei nor Huang Ying could hear what Shen Luo said at the end.

"Shen Luo was first used as a sacrifice by the three major criminal organizations and almost beheaded by Gao Xing. Now, seeing that the Perfect Life game is having problems, he resolutely logs into the game and enters the main city shrouded in nightmares. Don't let his terrible luck fool you; he has a strong sense of justice." Han Fei opened the fruit basket on the bedside table and took two apples for Huang Ying and himself: "Fruit can't be kept for too long, don't waste it."

(End of this chapter)