My Healing Games

Chapter 988 Han Fei's Nightmare

"Your house is quite lively!"

Huang Ying learned a lot from Han Fei, such as lock picking, but he didn't know that this violent lock picking method could not be used at any time. For example, now, after Huang Ying kicked open the door, the nightmares in the whole community were startled, and the dead people surrounding the game pod also turned their heads to look at him.

"What's so interesting about watching a stupid game?" Han Fei stood protectively in front of Huang Ying, a brilliant human-like blade flashing, its indescribable aura dispersing the black mist.

Originally, Han Fei didn't want to take direct action. Given his style, he would have chosen to sneak in, blend into the pile of dead bodies, and look into the game pod with everyone else. But since things had already happened, Han Fei had no choice but to change his strategy.

"When I play games in real life, are there also a bunch of dead people surrounding the game pod?"

Thinking about it this way, Han Fei also felt a little creeped out; he needed to figure it out as soon as possible.

Touching the ghostly markings, the neighbors of the Happiness Community emerged from them. Han Fei had no intention of holding back; he wanted to destroy the place before Meng could react.

Ordinary nightmares are equivalent to resentment in strength, but the biggest difference between nightmares and ghosts is that they can merge at will, forming a terrifying whole. Moreover, nightmares cannot be consumed by ghosts; to them, they are pure garbage, similar to a kind of mental virus that exists between reality, dreams, and the deeper world.

"You guard the outside!"

Han Fei dragged his sword into his home. Having stayed in the deep world for so long, seeing so many dead people in his home, Han Fei was not afraid at all, but even a little excited. His home had never been so lively before.

Instead of indiscriminate slaughter, Han Fei carefully observed the dead. He had never seen those people before, yet he felt a deep familiarity with them, as if they were connected by blood.

"I have an excellent memory. I will never forget anyone I have met. It's strange, why do these strangers give me a special feeling?" Han Fei grew up in the welfare home of Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical. He was accompanied by teachers, caregivers and other abandoned children. Although they were family in name, they were not actually related by blood.

"What are you looking at?" Han Fei noticed that the bodies of the dead were entangled with wires, which stretched out from inside the game pods like the tentacles of a monster, binding the dead around them.

The nightmare outside launched a frenzied attack on the house, and the neighbors of Happiness Community did their best to stop it and buy time for Han Fei.

"Destroy it now! Don't hesitate!" Huang Ying was also a nightmare, and he could sense that all the nightmares in the city were converging on this place: "Now is the best chance to destroy it!"

Han Fei knew that destroying the game pod would cause serious damage to the eleventh layer of nightmares, but compared to destroying the eleventh layer of nightmares, he was more curious about why his home was being treated as a nightmare factory by the dream.

Squeezing into the group of dead men, Han Fei looked into the game pod.

Unlike in reality, the game pod contained no nutrient solution, only a thick black liquid. In the darkness, a game helmet was placed, floating above the darkness like a small boat on a deep pool.

Han Fei opened the game pod and stared into the darkness. A voice seemed to be calling to him, hoping that he would lie down inside.

All the dead people entangled in the wires looked at Han Fei; the truth of this world seemed to be hidden inside that small game pod.

Han Fei reached for the gaming helmet with his fingers, a gesture he had made countless times in real life. By the time he realized it, he had already picked up the gaming helmet with both hands.

"Han Fei! The dream is constantly perfecting the nightmare it has woven! This could be a trap it has created by stealing your memories!" Huang Ying also rushed into the house. He completely overcame his fear of the dead people around him and grabbed Han Fei's shoulder.

"I know this could be a trap..." After putting on the game helmet in reality, Han Fei entered the deep world, and his life was changed.

He found the game helmet again in the shrine of his dreams. The game helmet gave him an indescribable feeling, as if wearing it would change his life a second time.

You see, Han Fei has experienced countless life-or-death crises, and his will has long been tempered to its limit. Ordinary temptations could not sway him at all. But when faced with this strange gaming helmet, every cell in his body seemed to be calling out, hoping that he could put on the gaming helmet and lie down in the gaming pod.

"Why does this game pod feel like a mother's embrace to me?" Standing with the dead people around him, Han Fei felt not only no pain, but also a strange feeling of returning home and reuniting with his family.

He had only ever experienced the affection of others in the world of memories within the shrine, but this time he felt the presence of his own family. The strange, throbbing impulse made his heart race.

"It seems... as long as I put on this gaming helmet and lie inside the gaming pod, I can see my parents, my family..."

Han Fei's will had no weaknesses, and the resonance in his bloodline was not an illusion. The dream did indeed place some "precious" and "special" things in the core of this nightmare factory.

"The first batch of children to participate in the personality experiment were personally selected by Fu Sheng. Later, the Bloody Night tragedy occurred, and the unspeakable things of the Deep World were left only with Zero's maniacal laughter. Although the Twin Flowers were a happy creation, there must have been a hint from the Dream behind it." Han Fei felt that he had overlooked a very important point: "Both the Dream and Fu Sheng had their eyes on Zero. One wanted to cultivate him into a vessel for his own resurrection, and the other wanted to force him to lose himself. Was all of this simply because Zero possessed a healing personality?"

Han Fei recalled what happened to him in the Paradise Shrine. After gaining the recognition of Kuang Xiao and Fu Sheng, he entered the body of the First Demon and became the will of the First Demon. He could even control the corpse of the First Demon.

"Fu Sheng ultimately gave up on being reborn in my body, but he seemed to have forgotten to tell me something, such as why he chose me..."

As the elders of the previous generation pass away one after another, fewer and fewer people know the secrets. The ghost manager is delirious, and Teacher Li Xue has also gone mad and become a night watchman. Now, it seems that only Meng knows all the secrets.

"Is my secret hidden here? Is it because the dream knows this secret that it set up the nightmare factory in my house? And then built a new 'deep world' centered around my house?"

Han Fei held the game helmet in both hands and slowly brought it closer to his head. He had three unspeakable blessings on him, so he wasn't too worried.

“This nightmare world is incomplete. If you lie down in it, maybe the dream world will become complete!” At the critical moment, Huang Ying snatched the game helmet from Han Fei’s hand: “If you’re really curious, I can try it out for you first.”

"No, it's too dangerous!" Han Fei resolutely refused, but this time Huang Ying did not listen to Han Fei.

“You are everyone’s hope, and absolutely nothing can happen to you.” Huang Ying put on the gaming helmet immediately: “If something happens to me, you can still save me. But if something happens to you, all the players in this nightmare will perish with you, so let me do it.”

The moment Huang Ying put on the gaming helmet, his pupils became abnormal. He trembled all over, enduring intense pain, and lay down inside the gaming pod.

A viscous black liquid engulfed Huang Ying's body, from which thick lines, like plant roots, emerged, penetrating the walls and the ground and spreading to other parts of the city.

The nightmare hidden in this city seemed to have gone mad, its eyes red as it headed straight for the apartment building.

A huge vortex appeared in the pitch-black night sky, as if the entire city had been punished by the gods, or as if it was about to be dragged into the abyss by countless demons.

Black lightning streaked across the night sky, and the wires that emerged from the game pods crisscrossed the city's inhabitants, absorbing some nightmares who couldn't dodge in time.

Nightmare huts collapsed one after another, wriggling black hair clung to the power lines, and scarlet eyes opened at the ends of the lines, transforming them into a catastrophic nightmare.

"Ordinary nightmares are crushed, and the lines emerging from the game pods absorb the 'nutrients' of the entire city."

The nightmares that besieged the apartment all possessed self-awareness; they were unwilling to simply vanish, and their strength far surpassed that of ordinary nightmares. However, Han Fei directly released Wuchang and Xingfu, two top-tier beings imbued with hatred, to guard the area. No matter how many nightmares there were, they could not break through the blockade and affect Huang Ying.

The circuits surging from the game pod were tainted with that terrifying black substance and spread throughout the city. Huang Ying, who was lying inside the game pod, had his body torn and deformed. Fortunately, he had already begun to mutate before, so he was able to barely hold on.

“The gaming helmet was calling out to me. Huang Ying only suffered pain after putting on the helmet, but did not gain the recognition of the gaming helmet.”

If this continued, Huang Ying would likely be consumed by nightmares. Han Fei had no other choice but to jump into the game pod, slit his wrist, and let his blood drip onto the game helmet.

Han Fei's original intention was to soothe the voice calling him from inside the helmet, but who knew that his blood mixed with the mysterious black substance inside the game pod, causing the entire Nightmare City to shake.

The viscous black substance crawled onto Huang Ying and Han Fei's bodies, and streaks of blood, stained with curses and resentment, pierced through their skin.

It was only at this moment that Han Fei realized that the black substance piled up in the game pod seemed to be the heart's blood of the first demon!

He recalled a scene he had witnessed in Fu Sheng's eldest son's nightmare. At that time, Fu Sheng and his three sons entered the depths of the Great Tomb. In order to become an unspeakable being, the father and sons dug out their hearts and put them into the chest of the First Demon's corpse, merging themselves with the First Demon.

"I've seen this black blood before!"

Han Fei never expected that Meng would put the blood of the First Demon into his game pod. He couldn't understand why Meng would do this. It seemed that Meng really thought he had some kind of connection with the First Demon!
With the help of Han Fei's blood, Huang Ying's body began to slowly sink until it was completely enveloped by the black ghost blood.

The immense impact knocked Han Fei away, and the pitch-black ghost blood inside the game pod seemed to connect to another world.

This world, though clearly a fictional creation of a dream, is intricately intertwined with reality. It seems like a coincidence, yet also like the ultimate choice of fate.

Every tributary eventually flows into the ocean, just as a butterfly dreams of being slaughtered by the sword of death. It tries to escape, but still meets its end.

The city-wide network of lines continuously infused the game pods with despair and negative emotions. The dark ghost blood began to swell, and after swallowing all the nightmares, an enormous arm emerged from the ghost blood, almost obscuring the night sky.

"Is this the nightmare born from Han Fei?" Li Zai, who had come in with Han Fei, immediately hid behind Wu Chang. He had never seen such a terrifying nightmare in his life.

"It just absorbed a little of my blood and lives in the place where I usually sleep..." As Han Fei spoke, he suddenly realized that what Li Zai said made sense. The most terrifying nightmare in the whole city was born on his sleeping "bed".

The nightmare had gone out of control and was devoid of any reason. It swung its arm and smashed it at Han Fei, as if the sky had collapsed.

Before Han Fei could dodge, Xing Fu rushed out in one stride, surrounded by an aura of evil. He raised his Judgment Axe high and chopped at Nightmare's hand!

Countless screams emanated from the bloody wounds. Nightmare's hand was cleaved open, but the injured hand was healing at a visible speed. The ultimate hatred torturer could not truly inflict a fatal wound on Nightmare.

"Huang Ying is still inside the nightmare's body. If this continues, he will definitely lose his way."

Han Fei began to use the power of words on himself, forcibly improving his condition through curses, and then getting all the neighbors to work together to hold off the nightmare.

Having experienced the memory worlds of various shrines, Han Fei is now qualified to confront the memory shrines head-on. Putting aside everything else, as long as the unspeakable true form does not interfere, Han Fei can roam freely in ordinary shrines simply by relying on Wuchang and Xingfu.

“The shrine is built in the shallow world, so it will be suppressed by the world’s rules. Nightmare can still fight against all the forces on my side at the same time. If I enter the dream shrine in the deep world, I will probably have a hard time escaping alive.”

Drawing the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade, Han Fei used his art appreciation skills to pinpoint the Nightmare's weakness. Then, he used another ability of his greedy personality to gain the power of the imprisoned ghost.

Xingfu's howls weakened, and all the sins he had drawn from the shrine of joy transformed into raging karmic fire, encircling Han Fei.

With both hands gripping the sword, the ghostly markings on Han Fei's body slowly lit up. The three indescribable auras of "Mad Laughter," "Number Two," and "Fu Sheng's Eldest Son" simultaneously empowered him, helping Han Fei unleash a dazzling sword light.

"To be reborn!"

The night sky instantly turned into daylight, and all the longing and hope for a better future turned into the brightest blade in the nightmare.

"Execution!"

With Xingfu's talent triggered, the moment Han Fei struck, Nightmare, Night Sky, and the eleventh level of Nightmare were all cleaved in two!

Blood rained down, and some of the nightmares that weren't quite dead burrowed towards Huang Ying's body, as if they knew Han Fei had deliberately avoided that spot.

At the same time, the illusion shattered, and the players trapped in the hospital saw Huang Ying, who was tormented by countless nightmares. In their eyes, Huang Ying must have shattered the nightmare and saved them once again.

(End of this chapter)