My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 118: My Skills are Solid, Your Fate is Strong, We Are a Good Match

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: My Skills are Solid, Your Fate is Strong, We Are a Good Match

Today, he was to film a very important scene, not at North Street of Old City District, but at Xinhu TV Station in the Core City District.

Having finished the previous scenes, today he needed to recreate the final showdown between Meng Changxi and Meng Chang’an. He had to suppress the pain and despair Meng Changxi had endured for ten years, then let it explode completely.

After meeting with the film crew, everyone together took a vehicle to Xinhu Smart City District.

Passing through the tight blockade, after a brief exchange between Director Jiang and the TV station staff, they immediately began filming.

"Han Fei, let’s aim to finish this scene by noon. The TV station has only given us the morning," he said.

"That will be enough."

Walking up to the rooftop, letting the cold wind brush against his cheeks, Han Fei looked down at the city before him.

The faces of all the victims from the Human-body Puzzle case flashed through his mind, with the words Meng Changxi had recorded over ten years emerging in his memory. Standing at the edge of a tall building, Han Fei tore off his shirt in a single motion.

His well-proportioned body was covered in scars and text, his gaze slowly becoming just like Meng Changxi’s.

Han Fei once saw a phrase, "When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you." He never really understood it.

It was only when he truly faced the darkness that he realized, when one stares into the abyss, one’s body involuntarily leans towards it. Without enough courage and perseverance, one would quickly be swallowed up by the abyss, becoming part of the darkness and despair.

He had seen it, he had experienced it, so he could perform the solitude of Meng Changxi walking beside the abyss for ten years.

"I want to tell everyone a story, a story about love and death..."

Words flowed from Han Fei’s mouth, and by just looking at his silhouette, anyone would have thought he was Meng Changxi.

The despair of a dead end, the final struggle to give up everything.

He wasn’t a good person, nor a bad one, his hands stained with blood, and at the end of his life, all he wanted was to tell a truth.

A monologue lasting three minutes and thirty-six seconds.

A perfect, flawless long take.

Everyone present was deeply captivated by Han Fei’s acting, as if everything had returned to that day.

No one called cut. After that segment was filmed, Director Jiang stood up immediately, his eyes full of astonishment as he looked at Han Fei.

For this most important scene, he had negotiated with the TV station for the use of the entire morning, but Han Fei delivered a perfect performance in just three minutes and thirty-six seconds.

"It’s not just about the quality of the acting, but more about a kind of indescribable understanding and resonance. It’s as if he had experienced the same things as Meng Changxi," he said.

"Director, can you tell our station leaders the information about this actor?" Not just the film crew, but also the TV station staff, who came to watch, felt shaken.

"His name is Han Fei, an actor who will definitely become hugely popular in the future," Director Jiang responded offhandedly, then took the script and went over to Han Fei to start filming the next scene.

In two hours, Han Fei completed the last scene of Meng Changxi’s story, his meticulousness even surpassing Director Jiang’s.

Sometimes Director Jiang felt it was fine, but Han Fei would ask to do another take, believing he could do better.

Actually, Han Fei had his own plan for this final scene. It wasn’t just about the film; he wanted to make the audience understand the dangers of the Butterfly.

As long as the film was still viewed, Meng Changxi’s last warning would spread, and more people would be cautious of the Butterfly to avoid getting hurt.

Han Fei was filming a movie, but it was not just about filming.

Human joys and sorrows do not communicate, but a good movie can immerse the audience, evoking shared emotions.

Han Fei did his best to restore, just to make people truly heed the words once said by Meng Changxi.

"The Butterfly will eventually find me. It excels at manipulating hearts, and might even try to pin violent cases on me. It’s sneaky and malicious; I must reveal its true face now while I can."

After Han Fei’s scenes were done, Director Jiang started filming the scenes of Zhan Lele and Jinnian in the Smart District. These two newcomers had made considerable progress, but their shooting pace was far slower compared to Han Fei’s.

With nothing else to do, Han Fei directly called Huang Ying. Being in Xinhu Smart City District was rare, and he decided it was a good time to meet.

The two agreed to meet at a café near the TV station. Han Fei arrived early and chose a sparsely populated corner.

He didn’t have the habit of drinking coffee. Just thinking about the conversation he must have with a stranger made him feel somewhat awkward.

"It feels easier to deal with ghost and monsters. Either I eat you, or you get eaten by me."

It wasn’t long before Huang Ying arrived in his car. He happily waved at Han Fei after receiving a coffee from the robotic server.

"Little brother, you really keep a low profile! Why didn’t you tell me you were an actor when we met at that game exhibit? I ended up finding out about you on the legal news myself."

"You saw a movie actor on a channel that never broadcasts movies. Don’t you find that strange?" Han Fei, upon seeing Huang Ying, relaxed, relieved that Huang Ying hadn’t been scared off by anything serious.

"First sign this for me, and then I have something important to discuss with you." Huang Ying took out his phone, looking very mysterious.

"Forget the autograph, just tell me what it is."

"Do you remember our discussion about the ’Perfect Life’ game? It is going to be officially beta tested soon and will be the first game worldwide to be entirely managed by a smart brain!" Huang Ying started with a very important piece of news.

"Completely managed by a smart brain? How is that possible?" Han Fei was somewhat incredulous.

"Humans set the rules, but compared to humans, a smart brain can follow and enforce rules more perfectly." Huang Ying leaned closer to Han Fei and whispered, "The core smart brain in Xinhu Smart City uses the seventh generation, while ’Perfect Life’ reportedly uses the latest eighth generation. Just think about it—the seventh generation is enough to manage all the information of an entire city; this brand new eighth generation must be even more powerful! Also, I heard that ’Perfect Life’ was developed partly to test out this eighth generation.

"But what does this have to do with us?"

"A lot." Huang Ying pressed a switch next to his seat. The whole café booth was covered with black curtains, forming a more private space. "Do you remember the Deep World I once mentioned might exist within ’Perfect Life’?"

"I remember, didn’t you say it didn’t actually exist?"

"I thought it didn’t exist, but something happened not long ago." Huang Ying took a deep breath, lowering his voice to a whisper, "I accidentally triggered a hidden map, and after entering, I fell asleep. An old man cooked me a bowl of porridge."

"Isn’t that just a typical game scenario?"

"Hear me out, the key part is that I had a dream in the game just before I drank that porridge! I dreamt of a world filled with fierce ghosts and monsters!" Huang Ying’s voice was hoarse, his finger tapping on the table, "After I came out, I skipped class and compared all the game data across six versions, and I found nothing about that world. Then I gradually realized the problem, that hidden map I entered could lead to the Deep World!"

"The Deep World really exists?!"

"Deep Space Technology never mentioned the hidden map during testing. I believe there must still be an entrance to the Deep World in the game, just that it’s hidden within a very few maps!" Huang Ying looked very serious, with bloodshot eyes. It was clear he hadn’t rested for a long time. "The game is monitored by humans now, but once it goes into public testing, it will be managed by a smart brain following human rules. By then, we’ll have a chance to enter that world and explore it!"

"We?" Han Fei sharply caught the keyword in Huang Ying’s words, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Little brother, let me be frank with you, I can tell you are especially interested in that game. The first time I saw you, I knew you were different from other players. Others were just playing the game, but you seemed like you were risking your life playing it." Huang Ying stared seriously at Han Fei, "The Deep World isn’t as wonderful as you might imagine. I have experienced it, and the shock is indescribable! To enter the Deep World, you need mental resilience well beyond the ordinary."

He then turned on his phone, projecting various legal news about Han Fei onto the table. "Your mental resilience is the strongest of anyone I know. You are also interested in the Deep World and the game. You are simply the perfect teammate for me to explore with!"

"You want me to be your teammate?" Han Fei, as a professional actor, didn’t even know what expression to show right now.

"I really don’t dare to go in alone, so I want to explore the Deep World with you." Huang Ying extended his hand to Han Fei, "My alternate account has already become a core member of the Deep World strategy group. I will combine their experiences and assumptions to figure out the safest and most appropriate approach."

"You said it yourself, the world is not wonderful. Why are you still so determined to explore it? Is it merely to find the Easter Egg mentioned by the Eternal Life Technology executive?"

"Easter Egg?" Huang Ying shook his head, "I have my reasons to explore, no matter the cost in time, energy, or money, I must go in."

"Why?"

"I need to confirm something." Huang Ying’s voice changed, becoming unusually serious.

"Alright." Han Fei stood up, sizing up Huang Ying anew, "Can I really trust you?"

"I’ve been aloof from others since I was a child due to my mother’s sudden departure, I didn’t have any friends. After growing up, I learned to keep smiling always, but in reality, I kept everyone at a distance. Except for you. When I first saw you at the gaming expo, it was like seeing my younger self, feeling out of place and dizzy among the crowd, which is why I approached you." Huang Ying extended his hand to Han Fei again, "This is the first time I’m officially inviting someone. I hope you can be my teammate."

"So you’re really asking me." Han Fei lifted his arm and shook Huang Ying’s hand.

One of them became the Building Chief in an apartment full of fierce ghosts through exceptional courage and unimaginable maneuvers.

The other, through heaven-defying luck, squeezed into Ghost Gate Pass, appeared directly in the most dangerous room, offended several fierce ghosts, was chased by multiple serial killers, and still managed to survive.

It must be said, these two actually make quite suitable teammates.