My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 114 It’s Our Turn to Help You Now (8th Update, Requesting Monthly Pass)

Chapter 114: Chapter 114 It’s Our Turn to Help You Now (8th Update, Requesting Monthly Pass)

"Can you teach me how to fight?" The timid boy placed the cooked instant noodles in front of Han Fei, also bringing him a grilled sausage and a bottle of drink, "This meal is on me."

"I’m not used to being treated by high school students." Han Fei was really hungry, devouring the noodles in big bites.

"Thank you for helping me today." The boy sat next to Han Fei, the two looking out at the street through the convenience store’s floor-to-ceiling windows.

"If you really want to thank me, then hurry back to school. Although studying doesn’t guarantee that you will stand out in the future, it can bring you more choices and opportunities." Han Fei ate his noodles without looking up, his voice nevertheless warm, "You’re still young, the future is filled with various possibilities. If you don’t like this city, you can choose to go to a university elsewhere, start a new life, and make new friends."

"University also costs money, I want to start working as soon as possible, I don’t want to be a burden to the people around me, my uncle’s family already dislikes me enough..." The boy looked out at the deserted street outside the convenience store, pursing his lips.

"You can definitely apply for a student loan, the state will help you with your studies, but you need to work hard."

"My situation?" The boy seemed puzzled.

Han Fei said nothing more, finished his noodles, and went to the counter to scan his identification for payment, "Here’s my contact number, if those punks dare to bully you again, call me directly."

As he moved toward the door, about to leave, Han Fei turned back and asked the boy, "Qu Wenhou, if you could see your mother again, is there anything you’d want to say to her?"

Hearing Han Fei’s words, the boy was stunned for a good while before slowly lowering his head, "If I could see her again, I would definitely apologize to her and then tell her that no matter what, I will protect her now, not let her suffer any more bullying."

When he looked up again, Han Fei was no longer visible in the convenience store, night had fallen, and the window overlooked the desolate old street.

Neon lights elongated Han Fei’s silhouette; he stood across the street, glanced once more at the boy inside the convenience store, hands in his pockets, then disappeared into the night.

Returning to his own home, Han Fei called Huang Ying; they had first met at a gaming expo and exchanged contact information.

Huang Ying was very excited to receive Han Fei’s call, even saying he had seen Han Fei on the news, astonished at the time, and later telling people in the hospital that Han Fei was his friend.

From his tone, Huang Ying sounded very normal; however, just to be safe, Han Fei set a time to meet him in person later.

After hanging up, Han Fei practiced the moves Li Xue taught him again, feeling genuinely that these actions were useful, "Basic combat skills are now mastered, I need to find Li Xue tomorrow to learn something new."

After taking a bath, Han Fei sat at the desk and started studying, continuing until midnight, then he put on the gaming headset.

A boundless expanse of blood red took over everything, his consciousness plunging continuously.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei looked toward the familiar living room, "I’ve almost completed all the tasks in Building One, I need to establish contact with the residents of Building Two soon."

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly heard a noise from the kitchen.

"At this hour, my roommates should still be in their bedrooms." Picking up the knife from the table, Han Fei quietly pushed open the kitchen door.

Nearly transparent, and almost dissipating, Wei Youfu and Little Eight stood by the gas stove; Wei Youfu seemed to be teaching Little Eight how to cook.

Seeing Han Fei come in, Wei Youfu turned around and smiled at Han Fei, "I was telling Little Eight about the past."

"Oh," Han Fei was initially startled, then realized, "You can talk? You’ve regained your sanity!"

"I’ve regained some of my humanity, and I owe a lot of that to your help," Wei Youfu coughed a few times. "Our eight victims’ bodies can merge together. The memories of death and the emotions of pain can give us power, but they also bring us an uncontrollable despair. I distributed my share of the power to others, which barely allowed us to maintain our sanity."

"That must have been tough," Han Fei looked at Wei Youfu and walked straight over, using the secret of touching the depths of a soul, he gave Wei Youfu a hug, "Brother, I’ve avenged you, the killer has been brought to justice, and I am now trying to find a way to get you out of this cage so that you can see the bad guy getting punished with your own eyes!"

"You have done so much for us during this time, we’ve already considered you as family, no matter the outcome, we will stand by you till the end," Wei Youfu rubbed Little Eight’s head. "For so many years, all the tenants considered Suite 1044 a haunted house, saying it housed monsters, but you were the exception. We gave you the chance to run at the beginning, but you kept coming back, giving us hope instead."

Wei Youfu’s current condition was rather peculiar; he was extremely weak, and looked like someone who might collapse at any moment, even Meng Shi, a seventy-something elderly lady, was a lot stronger than him.

But he had exchanged all his power to regain his sanity, becoming the only one among the eight victims of the ’Human-body Puzzle’ case who could communicate with Han Fei.

"Youfu, do you have any tasks left?" Han Fei wanted to complete any remaining tasks for his roommate.

"Tasks?"

"Things you’d like me to do."

"No more, a few of us have retrieved our lost Residual Souls, now we just need to slowly learn to control the despair and pain, we should then all be able to revert to our true selves."

"Do you have any long-term goals?"

"We’ve never thought about the future, but if pressed to say..." Wei Youfu looked towards Little Eight, "We want this child to experience the beauty of the Mortal World. She was raised by a psychotic killer; her death had been predetermined since birth. You should have seen the dark forest animation on TV, that is Little Eight’s memory."

"Perhaps I can take her to that world in the future, to show her that many beautiful things still exist in the Mortal World," Han Fei looked at Little Eight, but the girl hid behind Wei Youfu, she was always very afraid of Han Fei.

"What about you? What do you want to do next?"

"I’ve become the new Building Chief of Building One, and I’m planning to go over to Building Two; I want to kill all the Outsiders there and then have a good talk with them," Han Fei didn’t hide anything from Wei Youfu because Wei Youfu truly felt like family to him.

"Building Two is very dangerous, why don’t I go with you?" after saying this, Wei Youfu coughed a few more times, giving the impression that a gust of wind might blow him away.

"Let’s not, I feel it might be even more dangerous with you along."

Han Fei decisively refused, but Wei Youfu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You misunderstand, our eight victims can merge into one. When all the resentment and pain focus on Little Eight, she becomes the most terrifying ghost in this building."

"Her?" Han Fei knew Little Eight was special, but the girl looked quite frail.

"Stacking all the pain and despair onto one person can be very horrifying, and it can also have a very bad effect on Little Eight, but you have helped us so much, it’s time for us to help you now."

After Wei Youfu finished speaking, the door to the deepest bedroom in the haunted house opened, and one after another, the victims walked out.