My Healing Games

Chapter 992 Three Days
The dream fabricated various vague pieces of evidence, pinning all the blame on Han Fei, and trying to mold him into a second butterfly.

Many people present actually knew better than Han Fei how wronged he was, but these shrewd individuals still didn't point it out. They needed a scapegoat, nothing more.

"It was I who brought out the information about the trapped players from inside the game, and it was I who handed over the technical problems we encountered in the main city to the police. It was because of this that you were able to determine that I was the only player who could freely log out of the game. But have you ever thought about why I would risk exposing my biggest secret to do such a foolish thing?"

Han Fei's tone was calm, without anger or emotional fluctuation; he seemed to be used to such things.

“I could have left the game at any time. The life and death of those four million players were none of my concern. I could have lived on my own, but I didn’t. Until the moment I was brought here by you, I was still trying to get the players out.” Han Fei took out his phone and opened the list that Number Two had given him: “Even knowing that doing so would expose my secret, I still chose to continue. This is the second piece of information passed on by the trapped players.”

Han Fei's words make a lot of sense, but in this world, people don't always listen to those who are right.

"Why is it that only you can exit the game?" The general manager of 37Network didn't care what Han Fei said at all. He only wanted to ask about what interested him: "Did you find the black box left in the game by the late chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals? You used that box to successfully escape the AI's supervision, right? If you hand over that box, we might be able to come up with a solution together."

Seeing the greed in everyone's eyes, Han Fei smiled, a smile he always wore before killing someone in the Deep World.

Some people risk their lives to protect it, while others risk their lives to extract benefits for themselves.

"That's right, what you're looking for is in my mind: the secret to the rise of Immortal Pharmaceuticals, the meaning of 'Perfect Life,' the key to unlocking the brain and dreams. Everything you want is here with me, but even if you get it, will you have the life to study it?"

Han Fei's gaze lingered on the face of the general manager of 37Network Security Company. His eyes were cold and chilling, and every word seemed to carry a terrible curse, causing the seasoned general manager to break out in a cold sweat.

"Four million players are trapped in the game, and mass brain death could occur at any time. Three major criminal organizations are launching a fierce attack on the AI ​​to seize control of the smart city. Do you still have the mind to seek your own interests?" Han Fei withdrew his gaze. He no longer paid attention to the "big shots" in the conference room, but looked at a surveillance camera directly above the conference table.

"You people have enjoyed the benefits of the times and taken stability for granted, but if the rules you set are broken, and a force overturns the table, will you still be sitting here looking so glamorous?"

Han Fei wasn't saying these words to the people in the meeting room. Ever since he entered the meeting room, he had discovered something.

Matters involving core secrets of the new Shanghai government could not possibly be captured on surveillance cameras. Neither the black box nor the redistribution of interests could be made public. However, this meeting room was not only equipped with numerous surveillance cameras but also with holographic imaging equipment.

All the machines were working properly, projecting everything happening at the meeting onto another location.

Looking at the people attending the meeting, the vast majority of them had appeared in public before and were the public figures in charge of top companies in Shanghai.

Having spent so much time with Huang Ying, Han Fei had also gained some understanding of the top management of the new Shanghai government. Those who were truly in charge rarely appeared in public; they always remained hidden behind the scenes.

Han Fei was certain that there were other people watching this "special meeting" from the very beginning. These were the people Han Fei needed to persuade. Some of them might have even lived through Fu Sheng's era. Even if they hadn't faced ghosts and monsters directly, they could definitely know something from the secret documents.

Fu Sheng was forgotten by everyone, but the records about the Deep World and the Calamity still exist, only they have been sealed off by some people who know the truth.

"Do you really think that those psychopathic killers alone can gather enough power to overthrow the city? The monsters that were once defeated by the bravest have returned. The number of patients infected with Butterfly Syndrome in this city is skyrocketing, and there are more and more mentally unstable and out-of-control lunatics. People abandoned by the times are being seduced by darkness. The thing your ancestors feared most is about to happen!"

Han Fei stared at the surveillance camera, his gaze seemingly piercing through the screen to see the person hiding behind the scenes.

"Everything you want is in my possession, but even if you get it, what then? Four million players will become vengeful spirits, monsters will crawl out of the minds of the living, and all your nightmares will become reality!"

Those who don't know the truth might think Han Fei has gone mad, but those who know the past will understand what Han Fei is talking about.

“I know you don’t trust me, and to be honest, I don’t trust you at all either. From the very beginning, I chose a different path from the Fu brothers, but now, the only way out for us is to trust each other!”

Han Fei's words were all true, but unfortunately he received no response. The "big shots" in the conference room did not expect that Han Fei could discover the existence of the person behind the scenes, and at this moment they were all secretly communicating with the person in charge.

"I'm the only one who can quit the game. I'll do the most dangerous things, and I'll bear the infamy, death, and despair!" Han Fei gritted his teeth. "I need time now. Give me three days, and I'll prove it to you!"

Han Fei had no further hope; only three days were needed!
"All the conditions for success are already in place. You don't need to shed blood or face the threat of death. All you need to do is continue to hide behind the curtain in such a despicable way, and you can keep everything!"

With a gaze as sharp as a blade fixed on everyone present, Han Fei needed time. Even if these "big shots" were unwilling to help him, he had to buy himself three days.

Seeing that no one had come to a conclusion, Han Fei seemed to understand something, but he still wore a emotionless smile.

"Alright, I understand. But if I can exchange my twenty-odd years of life for the wealth that all of you have accumulated over generations, then it's worth it."

For a moment, Han Fei even considered abandoning the passage, which was exactly what Meng wanted Han Fei to do—to fall into darkness, abandon humanity, and completely succumb to the deeper world.

“I agree with Han Fei’s view and support his decision.” A voice suddenly rang out in the conference room, and everyone looked toward the corner of the round table. Fu Lie, the representative of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, stood up from his seat: “My father, Fu Tian, ​​left a will that whoever finds the black box will be able to obtain the original shares of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. From another perspective, the black box is the private property of our Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, and the person who obtains the black box is the successor personally selected by Fu Tian.”

The meeting room erupted in uproar; no one could have imagined that a representative from Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals would say such a thing.

Now that Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals is controlled by the Fu brothers, if what Fu Lie said is true, then they are essentially giving away this vast business empire to an outsider.

"Oh!"

The closed door to the conference room was pushed open, and Du Jing, who looked remarkably young, and her assistant Tao walked in, followed by two other elderly people.

"Luckily we made it in time." Du Jing was as kind as ever, carrying a black metal box in her hand: "Since everyone is here, I'll be blunt. Han Fei will become the new owner of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, and his words represent Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals."

If Fu Lie's actions only surprised everyone, Du Jing's personal admission made everyone fall into deep thought.

Why did Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals suddenly make this statement at such a critical juncture?
As two of the world's top technology companies, great enterprises that sparked biological revolution in the last era, would they hand over their companies to an outsider because of a will?
This is impossible; there must be some crucial information that has been overlooked.

"The black box contains Fu Tian's will. You can look at it yourselves." Du Jing opened the black box, which contained footage of Fu Tian in the days leading up to his death. He knew his time was running out and left this will while he was still lucid.

The Fu Tiancang in the video is old and frail, completely different from the Fu Tian in Han Fei's memory. Time has left indelible marks on him. He has spent his life researching the secret of immortality, but he has no intention of using the method of prolonging life on himself. For him, living does not seem to be a happy thing.

Fu Tian did many things that were the opposite of his brother's throughout his life. Han Fei had seen him in the nightmare of the cemetery village. He did not keep his promise to his brother, but slaughtered the cemetery village and buried all the alienated villagers alive. After the bloody night, Fu Tian did not stop the personality experiment. Instead, he selected a second batch of children to try it again.

Both brothers insisted on what they believed was right until the very last moment of their lives, when Fu Tian seemed to change his mind.

The black box wasn't on him, but he chose to make it the basis for his inheritance because he knew it represented that person's choice, the final choice of the person who had protected him throughout his life.

After reading Fu Tian's will, Du Jing also contributed her share of the shares, helping Han Fei obtain more than 50% ownership.

"You're saying this person is the heir to Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals?" Kong Tiancheng and the "big shots" present were still a little taken aback: "We've never heard of him having any dealings with your company before. He just grew up in your orphanage."

“When a company is extremely unstable and there are various voices, the identity of the successor is a secret that cannot be told. After all, only when no one knows can we ensure that it is not leaked and allow him time to grow to where he is now.” Du Jing remained kind and gentle, speaking slowly and deliberately: “When disaster strikes and the city is about to be overthrown, you are still thinking about how to profit for yourselves and how to evade responsibility. Only he stood in front of the disaster. For this alone, he is enough to become the new master of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals.”

Kong Tiancheng, deep in thought, seemed to suddenly understand something. Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals had been using living people and young children for personality experiments, and some major clients had gone to extreme lengths for immortality. The police had now uncovered the company's taboo experiments, and the evidence was irrefutable. The original senior management had been purged, and the Fu brothers had been secretly arrested. Under these circumstances, if Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals wanted to weather the crisis, it had to change its image before another disaster struck, and it had to be the first to make a public statement.

Han Fei said that everyone would die after the catastrophe, so we should go all out to support him to seize an opportunity; if the catastrophe did not occur, Yong Sheng Pharmaceutical, which had huge internal problems, would become easy prey for other top companies and would eventually be divided up.

Rather than die at the hands of others, it's better to take the initiative and fight for a chance.

Kong Tiancheng seemed to understand Du Jing's thoughts, and he then thought about the situation of Deep Space Technology.

Four million players are trapped in the game, which is maintained by Deep Space Technology. The trouble they caused is far greater than that of Immortal Pharmaceuticals. All the brain-dead players will be blamed on their company. Those are lives lost!
“For Deep Space Technology and Immortal Pharmaceuticals, disaster has already struck…” Kong Tiancheng’s mind raced. He secretly contacted the managers behind Deep Space Technology and received a definite answer a few minutes later.

"Everyone, please be quiet." Kong Tiancheng suddenly stood up and switched the "crimes" of Han Fei on the projection screen: "Let's listen to Han Fei's plan first. The situation is tense now, but the more tense the situation is, the less we can afford to be provoked by the enemy."

With the two tech giants making statements simultaneously, Han Fei's status has changed, and everyone present has finally begun to listen to what Han Fei has to say.

"You promised the public that you would help all players log out of the game within 48 hours, but you failed to do so." Han Fei sat down, his smile fading. "I won't take up too much of your time. I will bring all the players out within three days. During these three days, you must fully cooperate with me."

"Three days?"

The "big shots" in the conference room whispered among themselves, discussing whether they should trust Han Fei.

“You know better than I how dangerous the situation is. I’m the only one who can resolve this crisis. If you detain me or try to influence me, the end result will be that we all die together.”

Han Fei only needs three days, because the Ghost Manager predicted that the essence of the dream would arrive at the passage after three days. If Han Fei and Kuang Xiao cannot stop the dream, the passage will open after three days, and the deep world will reconnect with reality.

"I remember you just said that all the conditions for success are in place. Could you tell us your plan in detail? And what exactly happened in the Perfect Life game?"

"You can think of it as the AI ​​betraying us. It's starting to influence the players by constantly absorbing the dreams and consciousness of living people." Han Fei opened the list in his hand: "I need you to find everyone on the list as quickly as possible, equip them with game pods, and get them all logged into the game."

"The game can't be logged out now, so letting them log in is just harming them, isn't it?" Kong Tiancheng didn't understand.

"It's all voluntary, but you need to make it clear to them that the people they most want to see in their dreams are all trapped deep within the nightmare. We need their help to save them." Han Fei knew about Number Two's plan. The power of dreams comes from all kinds of nightmares, and the best way to break a nightmare is to make up for the regrets of the nightmare's owner.

Making all nightmares disappear would weaken the power of dreams. It used to be difficult to do this, but Fu Sheng's "Perfect Life" gives everyone such an opportunity to make up for regrets.

(End of this chapter)