My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 170 Fu Sheng and Death Building

Chapter 170: Chapter 170 Fu Sheng and Death Building

After removing his gaming helmet, Han Fei felt as though his body had been frozen stiff.

He lifted his arm, but even such a simple action seemed strenuous to him.

His skin was frighteningly cold, and it took a while before the chill faded as his blood circulated throughout his body.

"If I continue to play games in this state, my body won’t last much longer. I must buy a game box as soon as possible."

Those high-end game boxes, designed for the rich, not only enhance their gaming experience but also improve their physical health, condition their bodies, and relax their nerves.

For instance, Huang Ying, who lived in the Smart District and also loved to stay up late playing games; Huang Ying could play all night, even longer than Han Fei did, yet the next day he would still maintain strong energy levels. That was the benefit of having a high-end game box.

"Injecting a substantial amount of dark energy into the Ghost Pattern can temporarily enhance all my attributes and even reduce the damage from the Grudge. Once I acquire the Midnight Butcher profession and have my own knife, along with this ability, my survival capability will undergo a fundamental change. I just hope the high-end game box can alleviate my physical pain and ease some of this pressure."

No other player was as earnest as Han Fei, who had spent his fortune and racked his brains just to play the game, quite literally betting his life on it.

Turning on the heating, Han Fei wrapped himself in a thick blanket and took out his phone to search for the name Fu Sheng.

The greatest gain from last night’s game was learning the name of the previous building chief; however, despite searching a long time, he had no luck.

At nine in the morning, his phone suddenly began to vibrate, rousing a just-dozing Han Fei from his sleep.

He glanced at the caller ID and discovered it was from Huang Ying.

"Why has this guy suddenly become so enthusiastic? Could it be because ’Perfect Life’ is ending its sixth testing phase soon?"

Picking up the call, before Han Fei could speak, Huang Ying’s voice came through, "Bro, are you busy today? I’ve contacted someone who used to work at Eternal Life Pharmaceutical. There’s something we need to discuss."

"A former employee of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical?"

"Do you remember I told you about a madman? During a game testing, a tester from Eternal Life Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology accidentally entered Deep World and ended up massacring a neighborhood in the game."

"I remember that person! Did he get out of the mental hospital?" Han Fei immediately woke up fully, more eager than anyone to meet that tester.

"No, he died in the mental hospital."

"Died?!"

"The specific cause of death is unknown; the police are investigating. The staff member I’m taking you to meet is a former colleague of the deceased. He knows a lot of secrets."

"I’m on my way."

After hanging up, Han Fei quickly washed up and then made his way to Xinhu Smart City District.

An hour later, Han Fei arrived at an underground pedestrian street.

After scanning his identity information, he entered a nondescript cafe on the corner called Street Corner Cafe.

The small cafe was filled with a faint aroma, and there was only an older barista standing at the bar on the first floor.

"Han Fei?"

"Yes."

"They’re waiting for you on the second floor."

After scanning his identity information again and passing facial recognition, he opened the door and went upstairs.

The second floor was decorated in a more vintage style, resembling the simplest and purest coffeehouses of many years ago without any high-tech products evident.

"Han Fei, glad you could make it. Let me introduce someone to you," Huang Ying energetically pulled Han Fei to the table, pointing toward a man sitting in the corner, "This is Feng Ziyu, his online name is Absurd Mask. He was one of the first testers for ’Perfect Life’ from Eternal Life Pharmaceutical."

After introducing the man, Huang Ying pointed at Han Fei, "And this is Han Fei, the actor I told you about."

"I’ve seen him on the news, he helped the police crack a serial murder case and even caught a fugitive himself," the man in the corner stood up and shook hands with Han Fei, "I’ve long admired your name."

"Let’s get straight to the point," Han Fei also sat down at the table, quietly observing Feng Ziyu.

The man was only in his thirties, but he looked almost fifty, clearly in poor condition.

"This Street Corner Cafe is mine. We can speak freely here without worrying about being overheard."

Huang Ying finished speaking and took out his phone, projecting the information provided by Feng Ziyu onto the wall.

"The tester who died in the mental hospital was Brother Feng’s predecessor. Brother Feng was there when that tester entered the Deep World, witnessing everything."

Huang Ying gestured for Feng Ziyu to share what he had seen.

After hesitating repeatedly, Feng Ziyu finally spoke, "Thinking about it now, I still find it very eerie. At the time, Brother Zhang and I were conducting a plot test. It started off normally, but an accident occurred when we were testing a supernatural branch plot in a neighborhood near Funeral Street."

"What kind of accident?" Han Fei made a mental note of the words "Funeral Street."

"That supernatural branch was a hidden plot called ’Under Curse.’ It mainly revolved around an old man missing his deceased wife. So, on the night when the Ghost Gate was wide open, he ran to a corridor in Building No. 4 of the neighborhood and called for his wife’s soul. She was murdered there by a thief."

"After he returned home from calling the soul, he always had shoulder pain, couldn’t catch his breath, and his health worsened until he passed away soon after. According to the plot, the old man didn’t call back his wife but attracted some other lonely ghosts to his home instead."

"After the old man’s death, that ghost stayed in his house and began tormenting his family members."

"The old man’s son, daughter-in-law, and daughter all started acting abnormally, and eventually, it was the little granddaughter who saw the ghost. She said that the entity living with them wasn’t her grandmother but something else."

"This quest required players to expel the adult-invisible ghost with the help of the little granddaughter using various tools."

"As a hidden quest, ’Under Curse’ was extremely difficult, very terrifying and thrilling. Our test at the time was to see if this quest could cause psychological trauma to the players."

"Logically, this task had been tested many times and should not have had any accidents. But when we followed the standard answer to complete the task step by step, we suddenly realized that the plot had changed."

Feng Ziyu himself couldn’t understand it, his voice was filled with confusion and a barely concealable fear.

"With the help of the little granddaughter, we went through the task process, and the family returned to normal. However, the task completion percentage given by the system was very low."

"I didn’t take it to heart, just thinking about getting off work quickly, but Brother Zhang felt something was off. He redid the quest using the standard answer, and the rating was still the lowest."

"I urged Brother Zhang to test the next item, but he told me this quest might have bugged."

"It was as if he was cursed himself, repeatedly doing the same task until the fourteenth time, when he directly killed the crucial little granddaughter at the beginning of the quest."

"I was terrified at the time, but even more unexpectedly, after Brother Zhang killed the little granddaughter, he immediately received a quest completion notification."

"Do you realize what this means?"

"The ghost didn’t follow the plot from the beginning, it had possessed the little granddaughter! That ghost had been playing the game with us for over a dozen rounds!"

"And that wasn’t even the scariest part. After we received the quest completion notification, Brother Zhang’s expression changed. He would occasionally show the same smile that the little granddaughter often had."

"I tried to pull him out of the game, but he was completely unaware of his abnormal state, still repeating the task."

"In the end, I had to forcefully log out of the game and made him exit as well."

"We organized everything that happened that night and prepared a report for our superiors. Since my home is in the Old City District, like usual, Brother Zhang let me leave work first, and I didn’t think much of it."

"But who knew that when I came to work the next day, I found Brother Zhang was still in the game."

"I had a very bad feeling. When I logged into the game, it was too late."

Feng Ziyu paused for a long time before speaking, "Brother Zhang had killed all the NPCs in that neighborhood. He was covered in blood, in a very unstable mental state, as if countless consciousnesses were entangling inside him!"

"Is that the last time you saw him? Did he tell you anything?" Han Fei stared intently at the man in front of him.

"I haven’t told anyone this secret, but I hope that after you hear what I’m about to say, you will keep your promise and include me when entering the Deep World," Feng Ziyu pursed his lips, it took a long while before he finally decided to speak up, "At that time, Brother Zhang was in a semi-mad state, as if hypnotized by something, mumbling about the Deep World from afar. When I tried to approach him, he saw me and thrust the bloody knife in his hand directly into my chest, screaming madly—Kill Fu Sheng, kill Fu Sheng, kill Fu Sheng."

"I didn’t understand this at first, but it took me a long time to realize that Fu Sheng might be a name or a code name."

"I searched through many documents and finally discovered that Fu Tian, the chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, had an older brother in his childhood, a very rarely known brother named Fu Sheng!"

Upon hearing Feng Ziyu’s words, Han Fei felt a surge of tumult inside. He had undertaken the Manager task left by the previous Building Chief.

In that endlessly looping nightmare, the former Building Chief appeared as an older brother who had a younger brother that ghosts were particularly fond of.

"Brother Feng, do you remember what that neighborhood was called?"

"It didn’t have a specific name; in the plot, it was referred to as Death Building. However, the entire map where that neighborhood was located has been completely deleted. There’s no way to enter the Deep World from there."

"Death Building?" Han Fei felt the name was very familiar; he remembered that the Blood-colored Paperman and the Brided Woman had originally headed to the Death Building.