My Healing Games

Chapter 968 The Only Audience

Standing alone in the center of the stage, Han Fei is both the actor and the audience.

A young man contemplating suicide, a landlord desperately trying to dissuade him, and a parrot that only knows how to repeat its own actions—these three roles are embodied in one person, yet the performance doesn't feel forced.

The reason for living is more like Han Fei's inner monologue.

On one side is hope, on the other is despair; they argue every day, endlessly repeating the same cycle.

Han Fei knew all three characters' lines by heart and switched between them seamlessly.

"I want to live, but I can't find a reason to live."

"I was so unwilling to die, but when I came to my senses, I had already reached the edge of the building."

“I am poor, but the greatest poverty is not being able to afford instant noodles with ham sausage, nor is it any material need, but the lack of care and companionship, and never having received love.”

"At least they still have people who love them, at least they still have a safe haven, at least their love can be reciprocated, at least they once had the warmth of a home... But I have nothing."

"Parrot, parrot, tell me, what is the reason for living?"

"Parrot, parrot, stop clumsily imitating other people's happiness. No matter how well you imitate, it's not your life."

"Perhaps, I will always be a background character without the protagonist's halo."

"I am a lonely person, I am forgotten in loneliness, and I will die alone in the end."

A flood of negative emotions overwhelmed Han Fei, and his life reached its first turning point.

He and his roommates went through all the setbacks, and he persevered even after his best partners left one after another.

Compared to others, he didn't even have a corner where he could pretend to be strong. He had no relatives in the world, and it seemed that he was destined to be accompanied by loneliness and despair from birth.

His voice gradually grew low. There was nothing in this world worth cherishing for him. He tried desperately to make others laugh, but no one around him even wanted to glance at him.

The shackles of fate grew heavier and heavier, making it hard for him to breathe, and filling him with fear.

As the one-act play in the theater was drawing to a close, the young man, who was attempting suicide for the eleventh time, picked up a prop knife. Although it was just a prop, the sharp tip could still easily pierce his neck.

The world before his eyes seemed to turn into a thick fog, obscuring his eyes and ears. Han Fei raised the prop knife high, aiming it at his throat.

The landlord's makeup, representing hope, was now ruined by sweat, and the parrot stopped talking nonsense. The three characters slowly merged together, and all that was left for Han Fei by fate was that young man.

The despair of the entire city quietly gathered in Han Fei. He held a knife in both hands, living in the play, acting out his life.

The desperate young man is Han Fei, and the knife he holds seems to be the same knife he once held.

As the blade pressed down, no one knew Han Fei's past, nor did anyone care about it.

In fact, Han Fei didn't know what true despair was. To him, despair was simply being able to stab himself in the throat without hesitation, or to pull the trigger without any doubt.

As the knife tip fell, laughter and applause suddenly erupted in the silent theater.

This was something Han Fei rarely heard. His hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and he turned to look at the audience.

In the center of the empty audience seats sat the only spectator, clutching his stomach, pointing at Han Fei, as if he were watching the funniest performance in the world, laughing hysterically!

This audience member looked exactly like Han Fei on stage; the only difference was that one was pushed onto the stage, while the other was caught up in madness.

Upon seeing the person who looked exactly like him, the fog that had enveloped Han Fei's eyes and ears instantly dissipated, and he seemed to remember something.

One after another, mutated monsters rushed out of his mind, and those that were slow-moving disappeared amidst laughter.

Past experiences are like a shattered mirror, riddled with countless cracks.

The prop knife in his hand fell to the ground. Han Fei looked at himself laughing wildly below the stage. The ugly makeup on his body turned into hideous ghost patterns, and the despair that gathered around him was swallowed up.

"Thank you. Without you, I might have always been alone."

What Han Fei wanted to say was also what Kuangxiao wanted to say.

Han Fei on stage and Kuang Xiao in the audience both stood up at the same time and walked towards each other.

Han Fei laughed wildly and reached out his hand; the two souls, each possessing a healing personality, supported each other.

All the memories returned like a tide, and the gray city collapsed from the outside in. The eighth layer of nightmare tells the story of a comedian, which is Han Fei's own past.

Meng used stolen memories to weave nightmares, trying to trap Han Fei, who broke the rules, but he underestimated Han Fei and his maniacal laughter.

The city was reduced to fragments, and everyone Han Fei had ever seen turned into nightmares that pounced on him, but neither Han Fei nor Kuang Xiao dodged.

A hysterical laugh merged into Han Fei's body, and all the ghostly markings on his body turned blood red again. A giant axe formed from countless sins slashed fiercely at the nightmares, and the black fire of hatred burned everything.

This nightmare should actually be very long, because Han Fei's past is a period of endless despair. But the Maniac Laughter appears during Han Fei's performance, wanting to make up for Han Fei's past regrets. He appears as the only audience member and forcibly interferes with Han Fei's nightmare.

The screaming nightmare and the collapsing city were absorbed by the ghost pattern. After swallowing the seventh and eighth layers of nightmares, the ghost pattern on Han Fei's body underwent a qualitative change, and he could remain unaffected even in nightmares.

Unfortunately, this eighth layer of nightmare was designed to target Han Fei, and was woven from Han Fei's own memories. After clearing the nightmare, he did not obtain the black and white fragments of his life.

Han Fei once again used power beyond the limits of Nightmare, but strangely, this time Dream did not continue to target Han Fei. Dream, who is skilled at manipulating human nature and is extremely cunning, seems to want to secretly accumulate power and catch Han Fei off guard in the later Nightmare.

"The true form of the dream should not be in the shallow world. The eleven shrines in the main city were built by the believers of the dream. As long as its true form does not descend, I will not be in great danger."

Han Fei controls the channels through which the evil spirits from the deep world enter the shallow world and the channels through which they enter the real world. Dreams can infiltrate some of their power into the real world and the shallow world through various methods, but if the true body were to descend, it would definitely cause a huge commotion.

Han Fei led his neighbors into the shallow world through a fixed passage. Along the way, they were bound by the deep world. Wuchang lost all his power, and Xingfu was forced to hide in the ghost patterns. If they did not go through the passage, the price they would have to pay would be even greater!
The more powerful the ghost, the more difficult it is for its true form to leave the Deep World. This is why, even if Gao Xing's shrine is attacked after he leaves the Deep World, his dreams do not allow him to return. Sending an unspeakable true form into reality may take several years of preparation.

"These eleven shrines that cover the main city are traps of dreams, a way for me and Kuangxiao to understand dreams, and a good opportunity to weaken their power."

Dream wanted to turn four million players into his puppets and spread the seeds of evil, forcing Han Fei to open the portal. But Han Fei also had his own plan. He planned to fight Dream in the main city of the shallow world, leading all the players to smash Dream's shrine and hold Dream back.

As the gray fog dissipated, Han Fei opened his eyes. He reappeared in the main city hospital, now in the corridor, getting closer and closer to the shrine on the top floor.

"Dreams can steal players' memories through nightmares and weave corresponding nightmares. This information must be made public as soon as possible to prevent players from being caught off guard and being scammed."

Without proceeding further, Han Fei withdrew from the hospital.

The eighth layer of nightmares wasn't difficult for Han Fei, but in reality, it took a long time. Han Fei unknowingly spent the whole night, and when he pushed open the hospital door, it was almost dawn outside.

Heading to the central square, Han Fei wrote down his experience of clearing the game. The walkthrough for the seventh and eighth levels of Nightmare immediately attracted countless players.

All guilds are currently stuck on the eighth level of Nightmare, and Han Fei is the first player to clear the eighth level of Nightmare.

After leaving the strategy guide, Han Fei entered the Nightmare Mission Hall in the central square and offered the highest price to recycle the black and white fragments in the nightmare.

Currently, most players are still below level five, so fragments are extremely rare. Moreover, it seems that only by achieving a perfect clear and resolving the Nightmare Master's obsession can one obtain fragments. Therefore, although Han Fei offered a high price, no one was willing to sell.

"It seems I still need to talk to those guild leaders. Those fragments are useless to them, but they can cause some kind of change in my black box..."

Han Fei was planning how to persuade the other guilds when suddenly the players inside the building rushed towards the door. Their expressions were no longer somber; they were all very excited.

"What happened?" Han Fei asked a passerby at random.

"Don't you know? Look at the chat lobby! Huang Ying is online! The number one player, Huang Ying, is coming into the city to save us!"

More and more players are running towards the main city gate. They are trapped in the game and cannot log off. They also face the test of death, which puts them under great mental pressure.

The nightmare seemed endless, and under these circumstances, the fact that the first player, Huang Ying, voluntarily logged into the game held special significance for all players.

Huang Ying is a living legend in the game. Anyone who plays the game has heard of his legend. He has created one miracle after another. It seems that there is nothing Huang Ying cannot do!
The main gate of the city in "Perfect Life" was opened from the outside, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the gray fog.

Countless players waiting on both sides of the main city streets held their breath and looked toward the city gate.

The slowly rising sun cast a golden glow down on the road. A person walked through the middle of the main city gate and resolutely entered the city.

Some say he is a bloodthirsty healer, some say he is a mysterious cheater, some say he is a wealthy tycoon, and some say he is the undisputed number one player!

"Huang Ying!"

The oppressive city erupted in excitement, all because of the appearance of one person. Everyone seemed to have been saved from their desperate situation. This was the appeal and prestige of the number one player.

A rescue team of hundreds followed Huang Ying. They knew that once they entered the main city, they would not be able to leave, but not one of them retreated.

The city gates closed, and looking at the sea of ​​people, Huang Ying only said two sentences and did one thing.

"We are just the first rescue team. New rescuers will be entering the main city every day." He opened the attribute panel, touched the leaderboard, and turned on all the hidden anonymities.

After the upgrade and update of "Perfect Life", there are a total of 21 leaderboards. Soon, players discovered that the top spot on 18 of the leaderboards is held by the same name - Huang Ying!
"I will do everything in my power to get everyone out of here! Please rest assured, as long as there is even one person left in the city, I will stay here! I promise you all! I will be the last player to leave Perfect Life!"

(End of this chapter)