My Healing Games

Chapter 962 Seventh Floor Nightmare Exorcism

Huang Ying subconsciously took a bite of the apple before realizing that Han Fei probably intended for Shen Luo to stay in the game for a long time.

"This is the first time I've ever eaten a fruit basket that I brought to the hospital myself."

“Shen Luo won’t mind. Back then, this kid even drank the love-filled coffee someone gave me, and I didn’t say anything.” Han Fei recalled the various things that happened in the shrine of the plastic surgery hospital: “So much time has passed in the blink of an eye.”

After confirming that the connection was normal and there were no problems, Han Fei left the hospital and went straight home to log into the game.

After leaving the Happiness Community base, Han Fei arrived at the gate of the Inevitable Truth Guild base under the watchful eyes of many players.

The surrounding players were all curious: what did the vice president of the Happy Community want with Inevitable Truth? Were the two top guilds about to make a secret deal?
"Han Fei!" The unremarkable Shen Luo stood foolishly at the entrance of the Inevitable Truth Guild. Feeling a little embarrassed, he quickly ran over when he saw Han Fei: "Why can't I log out of Perfect Life? The atmosphere in the game here feels completely different from before. Everyone is very tense, and the way they look at me is a bit scary."

“You are exceptionally talented, a dragon among men. Even if you try to hide your abilities, you are destined to be lifted to the top by fate.” Han Fei briefly explained the situation in the main city to Shen Luo, and then led him to the shrine furthest from the Happiness Community’s headquarters: “I need you to do something very dangerous, but only you can do it.”

Han Fei's words made Shen Luo tense: "What is it?"

“After clearing every four levels of the nightmare, the fifth level will give you a choice: two beds, one normal bed and one ghost bed.” Han Fei held up two fingers.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely choose the haunted bed. This little temptation won't sway me." Shen Luo patted his chest to show that there was no problem.

"No, I need you to choose a regular bed. With your talent, you only need to lie flat. After you make your choice, tell me what you see and hear." Han Fei revealed his true thoughts.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Shen Luo scratched his head. "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? I also want to do my part for everyone."

"The contribution you are about to make already surpasses that of 90% of the players in this city. I hope you will remember that you are the most special, you are unique and different, you are a gift from fate to your dreams." Han Fei escorted Shen Luo to the side of a building shrouded in gray fog, which was a shopping mall.

"I'm a little embarrassed by what you said, hahaha." Shen Luo shook his head modestly: "Very few people praise me like this. Everyone thinks I have a little bit of bad luck and doesn't really like to hang out with me."

“But this time you will become a hero.” Han Fei was telling the truth. He personally opened the door for Shen Luo: “We have already added each other as game friends. After you leave the Shrine Nightmare, you can contact me directly.”

"Okay, I won't let you down." Shen Luo stepped into the gray mist, and Han Fei was about to leave when suddenly a hand reached out from the gray mist and grabbed his shoulder. Han Fei drew his sword and slashed backward, only to see halfway through the slash that it was Shen Luo.

"Why did you come out again?"

"You just said that there is a choice in the fifth level of nightmare, but what if I don't survive the first four levels?" Shen Luo's body was half in the gray mist. He hadn't cleared any of the dreams yet, but the butterfly patterns on his body were already faintly visible, and even blended with the gray mist, like a fish returning to water.

"Believe in yourself, you can do it." Han Fei put away his sword, gave Shen Luo a push, and then closed the building door.

Back near the hospital in the main city, Han Fei chatted with the reserve members of the Happiness Community. They submitted a list to Han Fei, which included all the players who entered and exited the hospital shrine yesterday. The list was very large, and checking them one by one would take a lot of time.

"Thank you for your hard work. Everyone, go back first. Leave the rest to me." As players explore deeper into the game, more players will join the Dream Alliance. This is an undeniable fact. But Shen Luo's appearance made Han Fei feel a little more relaxed. Before long, he would know what abilities those who joined the Dream Alliance possessed in the Nightmare.

The neighbors he brought out from the deeper world were still trapped in nightmares, and Han Fei, not wanting to fall too far behind, entered the hospital shrouded in gray fog alone.

As Han Fei moved forward step by step, almost crossing the hospital lobby, he felt a sense of weightlessness, and darkness descended.

"Thirty? How can this nightmare need so many players?!"

Opening his eyes, Han Fei heard murmurs around him. He looked around and saw thirty players gathered in a garden.

"Isn't a normal nightmare usually involving five people?"

"Is this a high-difficulty nightmare? What's the highest floor you guys have cleared? Damn it, am I being dragged into the nightmares of high-level players?!"

"Everyone calm down! The three of us are members of the Inevitable Truth strategy team. We just cleared the fifth level of Nightmare. If we're not mistaken, this should be the sixth level!" To prevent the players from panicking, the Inevitable Truth player stepped forward first, even if it meant being scolded by other players, to try to unite everyone.

To be honest, they were scared themselves; they had never seen a nightmare involving thirty players.

"Don't panic! Let's report our levels and talents as quickly as possible so we can coordinate better!" The three players from the Inevitable Truth faction took the lead and spoke first.

The fattest male player is called Braised Pork, level 36, mainly focuses on stamina, possesses the special talent of a human blood pump, and has also changed to the hidden class Big Eater. He is an elite member of the Inevitable Truth.

The tall, quiet female player to the left of the braised pork is named Xia Bing. She is level 39, the highest level player in this nightmare. Her talent is "living dead". She is somewhat reserved about her profession, only saying that she is a nurse.

Standing to the right of the braised pork is a male player wearing glasses, only 1.4 meters tall. His ID is "Donate the homeroom teacher to the disaster area". He has a cheerful and lively personality, and his actual age is quite different from his appearance. Although he is only level 30, he has an extremely rare supernatural talent - ghost language.

The Truth of Inevitable is indeed a top-ten guild. Their team composition is very sophisticated, with one psychic and two top-tier players maximizing everyone's abilities.

The other players also began to introduce themselves, and gradually all eyes were drawn to Han Fei, as everyone recognized him.

"Look! Han Fei from Happiness Community is here too!"

"It's him! I've seen him in the video!"

With everyone watching, Han Fei could no longer hide it, so he stepped forward and said, "I have good news and bad news to tell you."

"Go ahead and tell me, we're already mentally prepared."

"The bad news is that we've entered the seventh level of the nightmare. It's extremely dangerous here. One wrong move and you could be stuck here forever. So I hope you'll listen to me and not do anything that might arouse suspicion." Han Fei smiled as he scanned the pale faces.

"The seventh level of nightmare? I only just cleared the second level, how did I get here?!"

"Damn it, my profession is fishing, I just came in out of curiosity! There's no river in this nightmare, if I'm trapped here, I might as well be dead!"

"Quiet down!" Xia Bing said coldly, then stared at Han Fei: "What's the good news?"

"The good news is that you've met me. You should have seen the experience I shared in the square. Of all the players who entered the Nightmare with me, except for the traitor who defected to the Dream, none of them died. I brought them all out safely." Han Fei said this to stabilize morale. In fact, he himself knew the difficulty of the seventh level of the Nightmare. Wuchang was forced to use the Black Flame of Hatred on this level before, and was discovered by the shrine.

Although the way to clear the game is to just rush through, this is enough to show that the ghosts in the seventh level of nightmare are equivalent to hatred, and there is basically no chance of survival for players if they confront them head-on.

"Oh!"

Without giving the players any more time, a sound came from a house at the end of the garden. The security door opened, and a haggard-looking middle-aged man appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a high-quality counterfeit designer suit, with knotted red ropes wrapped around his wrists, and a Buddhist amulet hanging around his neck.

"So many people have come? You all saw the help request I posted online, right?" The middle-aged man took out a thick envelope from his pocket: "The details are exactly as I described online. My child seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, and it wants to kill him! Whoever can successfully exorcise the evil spirit, all this money is his."

"Exorcism?"

For the vast majority of players, they have no similar experience.

“This area where we live is haunted. I can tell you with certainty that there really are ghosts around here, but I can’t kill them. I hope you can drive them away and stop them from harming my child.” The middle-aged man’s words revealed a sense of helplessness, and it was also clear that he really loved his child. “This is my business card. You can contact me anytime if you have any progress.”

A middle-aged man walked into the crowd and handed out business cards to some of the players. His name was Yao Qiang. He graduated from a prestigious university, but he was doing poorly. Nearly forty years old, he was still just a low-level manager in a company.

"You say your child is possessed by an evil spirit, then can you take me to see your child?" Han Fei was very skilled at both physical and psychological exorcisms, but he always felt that this nightmare was not so simple.

“Okay, but my child is shy. Why don’t you choose a few representatives to come upstairs with me?” Before Yao Qiang could finish speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

Yao Qiang took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered the call: "I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now. We can talk about our issues later. I'm hanging up!"

As Yao Qiang put away his phone, Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly. He had just seen the name displayed on the caller ID—Qian.

After discussing it, the players selected five people to leave with Yao Qiang, and Han Fei was among them.

After passing through the garden, they stopped in front of the three-story building. Yao Qiang first brought out a copper basin from inside the house and had each player wash their hands before allowing them to enter.

The three-story building looks luxurious from the outside, but the interior decoration is quite ordinary, old, dusty, and looks very dated.

“I rented this villa last year. My family used to live in the city, but we fled to the countryside because of the children’s problems. But we still couldn’t escape those ghosts!” Yao Qiang looked very tired.

"Generally speaking, the more popular a place is, the fewer ghosts there are. Did you specifically flee from the bustling city to a remote countryside to avoid ghosts?" Han Fei questioned, "Did you come the wrong way?"

"The city has the most monsters and ghosts! All sorts of weird things can be found there! The countryside is relatively cleaner," Yao Qiang retorted directly, seemingly having his own set of beliefs.

Han Fei didn't say anything more, and he and the other players went up the stairs with Yao Qiang.

The first floor of this three-story building is the most normal, the second floor is very yin and damp and creepy, and the third floor is not a place that a normal person would live in at all.

Various talismans were pasted on the door frame, yellow soil and fine salt were scattered on the ground, and red ropes hung on the door panels, with copper bells tied to the ends of the knots.

Yao Qiang gently pushed open the door to the third-floor room. The copper bell jingled, and talismans rained down. He didn't let the players into the room; he just stood at the door and pointed inside.

The room on the third floor was very oppressive. The windows were boarded up and covered with yellow paper talismans. The left wall was covered with various certificates of merit, and the right corner was piled with a lot of study materials and exercise books.

There was nothing in the room related to entertainment, only a desk, a wooden chair, and a bed.

"Possessed by evil spirits, yet still wanting to study?" Not only Han Fei, but the other players also didn't understand.

Hearing a sound at the door, the sheets shook, and a pale face emerged from under the bed.

"Don't be afraid, son. Dad has found an exorcist for you. You'll be back to normal soon!" Yao Qiang tried to comfort his child, but the child under the bed seemed not to understand him at all. His face was blank, as if he had lost his soul.

“My son Yao Yuan used to be an excellent student, excelling in all aspects of moral character, intelligence, physical education, aesthetics, and labor. It’s all because he was possessed by an evil spirit! It’s because of the interference of those ghosts that he has become like this! You must help me drive that ghost away!”

Yao Qiang himself was not doing well, so he placed all his hopes on his child, hoping that his son would become successful. Han Fei could understand his feelings, but Han Fei felt that this person seemed to be a bit too extreme.

"Can I come in and take a look?" Before Yao Qiang could refuse, Han Fei had already entered the house.

When Yao Yuan saw someone come in, he immediately hid under the bed; he didn't want to see anyone.

Squatting on the ground, Han Fei felt a chill the moment he lifted the bed sheet. He tried to reach out to the child: "Don't be afraid, we're here to help you."

Han Fei had seen all sorts of ghosts and was very experienced, practically a living encyclopedia of the underworld. But even he needed to communicate with them to find out exactly what kind of ghost Yao Yuan had encountered.

The boy didn't reply, but kept shaking his head, seemingly terrified, his body trembling slightly.

"You scared him!" Yao Qiang grabbed Han Fei's shoulder, but couldn't move him. "Get out of here!"

“The area under the bed is where filth gathers. If he keeps hiding under the bed, he will attract more ghosts.” Han Fei lifted the bed by supporting the edge of the bed with one hand.

The light shone under the bed, and the boy was so frightened that he crawled to the corner of the wall, curled up, his face pale, and kept muttering that so-and-so was going to die.

“Look, he was so weak just now that he could barely move, but now he can crawl so fast.” Han Fei patted Yao Qiang’s shoulder with a sunny and kind smile on his face: “Don’t worry, I will help you catch that ghost. No matter where he is hiding, I will make him disappear.”

(End of this chapter)