My Healing Games

Chapter 987 My Home?

Huang Ying's skin, hidden beneath his clothes, is invaded by resentment. His body is gradually becoming like a nightmare, gaining terrifying power while also being affected by negative emotions.

"The eleventh level of nightmare is not the end of all nightmares, but it seems that the dream is not going to let players explore any further. It wants to complete the transformation of all players in this level of nightmare."

After putting his shirt back on, Huang Ying pointed to the television in the living room: "There are many such residential cities, all of which are places for cultivating nightmares. In order to gradually transform those players, in addition to using special drugs and mental suggestion, dreams will also extract information about their relatives from the players' memories, use those memories to reshape their families, and make their closest people hurt them."

"So you were trying to use the Nightmare House to recreate your memories of your mother?" Han Fei knew Huang Ying's past and understood him.

"I have become a nightmare and cannot change my memories." Huang Ying is different from other players. Not only was he tormented into a nightmare by butterflies a long time ago, but he is also the most terrifying and powerful type. He has extremely high authority in nightmares, and ordinary nightmares will avoid him when they see him.

Huang Ying got up and turned off the TV. As the memories on the TV screen disappeared, the entire house instantly returned to normal. The wriggling black hair on the floor and the eyes growing on the walls all disappeared.

“The shallow world is in chaos now. Players suspect you died in the nightmare. I came here mainly to get you out of there.” Han Fei leaned against the wall, studying the wallpaper in the room.

“I can’t leave for now. This nightmare has no way out and no way to get through it, because it’s not just one person’s nightmare, but a nightmare made up of everyone’s.” Huang Ying’s face was very pale. “We have become each other’s nightmare, causing each other to fall into their own despair. We are not redeeming each other, but dragging each other down and pulling each other into the abyss.”

"Aren't the players all trapped in the Ninth Hospital of New Shanghai? As long as they realize that this city is fake, they should be able to wake up, right?" Han Fei didn't expect that this eleventh level of nightmare would be so troublesome.

“I’ve tried, but it’s no use.” Huang Ying shook his head. “It’s not just the high-level players trapped here, but also other ordinary players who were killed in the nightmare. Their consciousness dissipated in the nightmare, and their memories were thrown here by the dream, becoming the cornerstone of the dream’s city. In other words, the dream makes the dream more and more real by constantly plundering the players’ memories, until finally everyone in the dream believes that this is reality.”

Huang Ying held up two fingers: "Here, players only have two choices: become fragments of memory that build the city, or become nightmares, accomplices in dreaming."

"So, according to you, there's a possibility that the players who died exploring the Nightmare might be resurrected?" Players suffered heavy casualties exploring the Nightmare, and now Han Fei has discovered that their memories have been stolen by the Dream, so there's still a sliver of a chance for them to become ghosts. This is good news for Han Fei.

“That’s one way to understand it…” Huang Ying gave a bitter smile. He looked into Han Fei’s eyes, which were filled with despair, yet seemed to always be shining.

Han Fei was not a very optimistic person; he had simply spent too long in despair, so he was very good at finding hope in despair.

"The unspeakable things imprisoned in the shrine have been released by me. No rule in the nightmare can bind me. This eleventh level of nightmare is like a huge granary to me. Nightmares, player memories, and all the vengeful ghosts are rare delicacies." Han Fei raised the Rebirth Blade: "Player memories can be temporarily put into the Rebirth Blade. I can take away powerful and special nightmares with my greedy personality. As for other vengeful ghosts, if I find one that catches my eye, I can stuff it into the ghost pattern, or just let the neighbors eat it."

“You really don’t waste a single thing.” Huang Ying’s tense nerves slowly relaxed. He felt from the bottom of his heart that it was really good to follow Han Fei: “The high-level players are currently trapped in the Ninth Hospital of New Shanghai, but that’s like a prison. The real Nightmare Factory is in another place.”

"Let's go to the hospital to get checked out first."

With Huang Ying leading the way, the two took a taxi to the Ninth People's Hospital of Shanghai.

The surrounding buildings were dark and lifeless, like a ghost town, except for the hospital, which was brightly lit, with nurses and doctors constantly walking back and forth in the corridors, checking on the patients.

"Doctors are responsible for 'treatment,' nurses supervise daily, and fake family members provide 'care' throughout the process. Those players will soon fall into self-doubt and gradually lose sight of the difference between nightmares and reality." Huang Ying led Han Fei on a tour of the hospital's entire treatment process and even witnessed a player being successfully brainwashed and eventually "recovered" and discharged.

He left with a fake family and moved into a small house filled with wriggling black hair and eyes growing on the walls. He slept soundly amidst the black hair and eyes, his body gradually mutating, and his mind and personality changing imperceptibly.

In the long run, even if this player is brought back to the real world, he will still act according to the commands of the dream, because he has lost everything as a human being and is just a nightmare in human skin.

“If we consider nightmares as ghosts and players as living beings, then the Eleventh Nightmare is like a small, gradually forming deep world.” Han Fei looked at the player’s mutated body and connected the information he had gathered to think: “The dream is trying to create a new black box. Now the black box hasn’t been made, but it’s about to rebuild a deep world. There must be some kind of relationship between this deep world and the black box. Could it be that the very core of the black box is the origin of the deep world?”

Han Fei couldn't quite understand it. The Deep World was vast and boundless, while the Black Box was small enough to hide inside the mind of a living person—the difference was enormous. The only thing they had in common was that they were both born out of despair. No one had ever been able to reach the end of the Deep World, and no one had ever been able to open the final layer of the Black Box.

"Could it be that if we reach the end of the deeper world, we can touch the wall of the black box? Could we open the last layer of the black box and see the deeper world?"

"The world is like a box, and I want to open it, but I'm already inside it."

"Why are you getting philosophical all over the place? Did you put all your attribute points into brainpower?" Huang Ying pulled Han Fei aside when he saw him talking to himself. "What you need to do now is not to open the box, but to open the hospital prison and release the players. I'll take you to the Nightmare Factory. Only by destroying it can we bring the players out of the eleventh level of nightmare and affect the eleven shrines at the same time."

No matter which shrine in the main city you enter the nightmare from, you will eventually arrive here. Destroying this layer will have a very significant impact on the dream.

Huang Ying and Han Fei politely asked the taxi driver to get out of the car, and then drove into the old town.

The Nightmare Factory is not a real factory; it exists in people's daily lives. When the negative emotions in a certain area become strong enough, nightmares will be attracted when the people living in that area fall asleep.

The person in a deep sleep will feel as if they are awake. They can see terrifying things crawling out from under the bed, from the closet, or even from under the blankets, but they cannot scream or struggle. They can only let the nightmare caress their body and merge with them little by little.

However, from an outsider's perspective, those nightmares actually crawl out of their bodies, constantly absorbing their negative emotions, and becoming increasingly terrifying under the distortion of the environment.

When a nightmare develops to a certain stage, it will have a permanent impact on the surrounding environment. Even if someone else sleeps in that bed, they will still have terrible nightmares.

If negative emotions are not changed, life will become gloomy, and the place you live will be occupied by filth.

The place Huang Ying brought Han Fei to was the most "dirty", "dark", and "evil" place in the entire city. It was the Nightmare Factory of the Eleventh Nightmare Floor, and also a building that Han Fei was very familiar with.

"Are you sure you're not in the wrong place?" Han Fei pushed open the car door and stared at the buildings outside. He had thought that Nightmare Factory would be located in a funeral home, a mass grave, a shady hospital, or in the middle of nowhere, but in fact, Nightmare Factory was not in any of those places.

“That’s right, I’m certain this is the Nightmare Factory.” Huang Ying parked the car and walked with Han Fei toward the dilapidated neighborhood. “It’s actually quite strange, why would the Nightmare Factory be in your neighborhood?”

The large iron gate of the old residential area was pulled open, and Han Fei looked at the apartment building where he usually lived. The resentment of the entire new Shanghai was gathered there, as if a black storm was brewing.

“I’ve lived here ever since I graduated. Although I haven’t experienced anything happy, I don’t laugh, and I sometimes feel desperate, I’ve never had a nightmare!” Han Fei really couldn’t understand why his neighborhood had been turned into a nightmare factory.

“You probably don’t even realize how much pain you’re in.” Huang Ying patted Han Fei on the shoulder. “From now on, I and the other brothers will be there for you. Don’t keep things bottled up inside.”

"What are you talking about! Don't you know what kind of person I am? I usually just cut open when something happens, who would give me the chance to hold back?" Han Fei recalled his past. Whether before or after obtaining the Black Box, he seemed to be in a state of despair. At least in Xinhu, there was no one else like him.

"You know what, these butterflies really know how to pick a spot. I didn't believe it when I first came, but after walking around the whole city, your house is the one with the most resentment." Huang Ying walked forward. The temperature inside the community was about five degrees lower than outside. An atmosphere of despair enveloped everything, but everyone was sleeping soundly. They didn't even notice that a large number of nightmares were crawling outside their windows.

“All the nightmares are attracted to something. They constantly bring the negative emotions and sources of mental pollution they collect in the city here as offerings to that thing, making it emit an even more desperate aura and transmit even more repressive emotions, helping the nightmares grow rapidly.” Huang Ying turned to look at Han Fei: “What exactly are you hiding in your house?”

"How would I know?" Other celebrities keep their mistresses hidden away, but Han Fei's house is probably more terrifying than a female corpse. If a paparazzi came in, they probably wouldn't be able to escape.

"Anyway, we have to destroy that thing." Huang Ying skillfully concealed his aura, then used the power of Nightmare to hide Han Fei: "Come upstairs with me."

The two worked together seamlessly and entered the stairwell smoothly.

The despair inside the apartment building had become tangible; thick, dark fog drifted up the stairs. The residents here were either insane or on their way to madness; a normal person probably wouldn't last three nights.

Strange noises filled the air, and the sleep-talking of the residents inside was terrifying. Some were recounting murders, some were sharpening knives, and others were sleepwalking in the hallway, crying and laughing at the same time.

After making way for all the residents, Han Fei finally arrived at his own doorstep.

Looking at the familiar door, Han Fei had opened countless doors in real life, but he had never been as nervous as he was now.

Gripping the handle tightly, Han Fei suddenly realized something: "I don't have my key?"

"I'll do it." Huang Ying looked around and, seeing that there were no other nightmares in the hallway, took a deep breath and kicked the door hard!

"Oh!"

A loud bang was heard, and Huang Ying and Han Fei looked into the room. In the small room was a game pod that looked like a coffin, and the area around the game pod was densely packed with dead people!

The physical book of "My Healing Game" has finally been officially published!
This is my second physical book series, following "I Have an Adventure House". Thank you all again for your continued support and companionship!

《我的治愈系游戏》第一册“幸福小区”将于2月20日周一晚20:00在淘宝次元书馆自营店定时预售！有我的500册限量亲签等待大家～
This physical book is once again published by Dimensional Bookstore, the same publisher that previously published "I Have an Adventure House"!

The first book includes the following peripheral designs:

1. The latest 2023 bonus booklet of "I Have an Adventure House";

2. Han Fei's Inside and Outside World (Raster Card);

3. Hanfei Metal Imitation Enamel Puzzle Badge (the last set can be assembled into the shape of a black box);
4. Three special craft character cards with voiceovers (the paper version is included with the purchase of the book, while the PVC upgraded character cards can be purchased separately).
Adding a vehicle for directions—

(Limited edition of 500 personally signed copies and a complete set of related merchandise)
Wishing everyone good health and all the best!

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