My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 177: They’re Not Even on the Same Level

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: They’re Not Even on the Same Level

Teacher Han attempted to store Jin Sheng’s homework book in the Item Bar, and to his surprise, he succeeded on the first try.

"This child’s Curse Item is somewhat special."

After reading all the Kaidan Jin Sheng left behind, which had already taken up a lot of time, Teacher Han did not continue to linger in the classroom. He called Old Li and prepared to head to the office building.

Hurrying out of the classroom, Teacher Han had just arrived at the corridor when he stopped in his tracks.

From the window of the teaching building, they could clearly see that the door of the dormitory building was open, and a man exuding a terrifying aura was walking towards the teaching building.

"Ma Manjiang?"

Knowing he didn’t have much time left, Teacher Han waved at Old Li, kept low, and hurriedly ran toward the office building.

"Jin Sheng’s body was found in his dormitory’s closet in reality, does Ma Manjiang know this? Is that why he’s been guarding the dormitory building?"

Teacher Han never underestimated his adversaries, which was one of the reasons he had survived until now.

"Old Li! Don’t show your head! Don’t look outside!"

"What’s up? What’s up? Did a bad guy run into the school?" Although Old Li was older in age, his body was still very agile; he squatted by the wall, carrying a host of ghosts.

Even though Old Li crouched down, the female ghost behind him still stood in the corridor, impossible to hide.

"Forget it, you stay here! Don’t let anyone enter the last classroom at all costs."

Old Li was too conspicuous to hide, so Teacher Han had no choice but to go to the office building alone.

He couldn’t care about anything else, keeping low and sticking close to the walls as he dashed toward the office building.

"Since Ma Manjiang had been blocking the dormitory building before and now appeared with those three Little Ghosts, it suggests he might have searched every corner of the dormitory building and realized that Jin Sheng might be hiding elsewhere."

With this in mind, Teacher Han became even more anxious,

"I’ve already completed a task, and the three-hour game duration is up, so I can exit the game at any time now. I am actually confident in tangling with him."

Ma Manjiang moved very fast. When Teacher Han looked out the window again, that ghostly shadow had already entered the teaching building.

The teaching building and office building at Yimin Private Academy were connected, and Teacher Han ran straight into the office building. To prevent a face-to-face encounter with the other party, he hid in the office building’s stairwell.

The dark stairwell could lead to an inadvertent encounter with something unknown, but Teacher Han didn’t have the luxury of hesitation.

He concentrated on feeling the landlord’s ring; he would immediately dodge at the slightest hint of coldness.

Sneaking around, by the time he reached the second floor of the office building, the sound of glass shattering came from the fourth floor of the teaching building.

"Ma Manjiang might have gone to the fourth floor of the teaching building!"

Teacher Han was worried about Old Li, but right now he had more important things to handle.

The school infirmary was just beside the communal corridor of the office and teaching buildings; all Teacher Han had to do was cross the hallway to get inside.

On the fourth floor, the Ghost and Monsters on Old Li seemed to be fighting with something. Seizing the opportunity, Teacher Han raced for his life toward the infirmary.

He only had eyes for that door, pushing his Physical Strength to the limit.

Getting closer and closer!

Ten meters!

Five meters!

The sound of the wind filled his ears, and the scent of blood gradually thickened in the air.

Three meters!

Just two meters from the door, a blood-drenched Ghost Face, dragging a huge body woven from malice, appeared at the mouth of the corridor.

"Ma Manjiang!"

Teacher Han’s eyes turned blood-red as he sprinted with all his might, unable to come to a complete stop within two meters.

Given Ma Manjiang’s immense and malicious body, comparable to a complete Little Eight, Teacher Han couldn’t hope to escape from his grasp, even if he wanted to.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts collided in Teacher Han’s Brain Sea; he didn’t slow down, but instead accelerated once more.

The twisted face filled with Hatred lit up with Ghost Patterns as Teacher Han raised his arm high.

As he collided with Ma Manjiang, he slapped that bloodied face hard.

Touching the deepest secrets of the Soul!

Endless malice spread in all directions, and despair, greed, and lust swirled toward Teacher Han’s Brain Sea like a black fog. At the heart of that enveloping darkness, Teacher Han saw a deep blue Butterfly.

No one had ever dared to do this to Ma Manjiang. His body began to crack, like a gaping mouth wanting to swallow Teacher Han whole.

Now Teacher Han had no other choice. He glanced at the infirmary door one meter away, then decisively exited the game!

As the world froze in a crimson hue, his consciousness instantly detached.

Removing the gaming headset, Teacher Han lay bent over on the bed, panting heavily as if he had asthma.

Clutching his fiercely pounding chest, he couldn’t calm down no matter what.

"Ma Manjiang’s Soul harbors a blue Butterfly, which looks like some kind of brand!"

After gulping down a few sips of cool water, Teacher Han collapsed on the bed: "What do I do when I log in next time? With Ma Manjiang’s cunning and treacherous Personality, he will definitely guard the body."

"The infirmary door is to my left hand, about a meter away from me. I need to release the Paperman at the first opportunity, then kick open the door and enter the room."

"Once Jin Sheng is found, take him and jump out of the infirmary window together."

Constantly recreating the scene in his mind, even without any unforeseen interferences, Teacher Han felt his odds of survival were only thirty percent.

"This Ma Manjiang is really troublesome."

He opened his computer and, fighting off exhaustion, recorded all the kaidans handwritten by Jin Sheng.

He couldn’t guarantee that he could still log off alive after logging into the game next time.

Normally, this was the moment one would write a will, lamenting the impermanence of life.

But Han Fei was different, he had gotten used to this feeling.

Without writing any will, he just organized all the information related to the Yimin Private Academy case that he knew, and then sent it along with Jin Sheng’s kaidans to Li Xue.

Han Fei never claimed to be a good person, but as he faced death, his "will" was still helping the police.

Without any omission, it was already daylight by the time Han Fei sent the information to Li Xue.

Barely holding on, he lay down on his bed and fell asleep immediately.

Knowing that he would face a life-or-death situation that night, Han Fei could still sleep soundly during the day. His psychological endurance had been trained to be extremely strong, at least far beyond any ordinary actor’s.

He slept until past three in the afternoon and after waking up, Han Fei checked his phone, first replied to Li Xue’s various questions, and then looked at other unread messages.

Director Jiang had grown accustomed to Han Fei not answering his calls and had directly sent Han Fei several video messages.

After opening them, Director Jiang’s excited voice immediately filled Han Fei’s room.

"Han Fei! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You previously rejected Director Zhang’s offer, saying you couldn’t leave Xinhu, and now Director Zhang himself has come to Xinhu to scout locations! He’s planning to shoot that supporting actor’s scenes here!"

"Director Zhang even called me this morning to ask about you, you can’t refuse him again!"

"This is Director Zhang’s first suspense blockbuster, and he is very cautious, carefully selecting every actor! He truly sees potential in you. If you are free, give me a call back."

"I have checked the script for you, it’s about a mystery novelist with nine personalities! You play the most complex personality, which suits you very well! I have already accepted on your behalf! Be at Xinhu Yayi Theater at eight o’clock tonight for the audition!"

"Big brother? Still not answering the phone! You are not going to stand Director Zhang up, are you? I’ve staked my reputation on this!"

Director Jiang in the video was frantic, almost as if he was about to rush over and find Han Fei himself.

"Nine personalities? A mystery novelist?"

An opportunity highly coveted by any actor was now lying right before him, it would truly be a waste not to take it.

After washing up and eating something, Han Fei saw that there was still some time left, so he picked up a book from the table and started reading.

"What is education? A low-level teacher simply imparts truths to students, but an excellent teacher makes students discover the truths themselves..."

At seven fifty in the evening, Han Fei arrived at Xinhu Yayi Theater. It was his first time in such a place.

As soon as he got out of the car, Han Fei was recognized by a staff member, who then led him backstage.

"Teacher Han, please wait here for now, I will come to deliver the script to you at eight o’clock."

"The script?"

"Director Zhang wants to see who is the most suitable, so he will provide you with part of the character’s script at random, allowing you to perform different scenes," the staff member explained patiently.

"Are there other people as well?" Han Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, "I have other things to do tonight, I can’t stay here for too long."

"Once many companies heard that Director Zhang is coming to Xinhu to select actors, they immediately sent their suitable actors over. We found it hard to refuse, but I think you are the most suited for the role." The staff member was articulate, and opened the door to the green room, inviting Han Fei in to rest.

Since he was already there, there was nothing Han Fei could do. As he entered the room, the previously lively space instantly quieted down.

Han Fei was the last to arrive, and at the moment there were a few young actors standing in the room, three of whom Han Fei recognized.

Acheng, who had walked out on Flower of Evil, Wu Li, who was nominated for Best Young Actor, and Li Tianlan, one of the actors from Urban Secret Love.

These three knew each other and were happily chatting away until Han Fei walked in.

Upon seeing Han Fei, their expressions almost instantly became unnatural.

The room went silent, which Han Fei was already accustomed to; he quietly took a seat in the corner.

"Why is he here too?"

"A newcomer actor, with just one work, hoping to ride on Director Zhang’s coattails? A bit overconfident."

"The role Acheng voluntarily gave up was the one he got lucky with—he’s got some fortune."

"I heard from Acheng that Director Zhang decided to come to Xinhu for casting because he was impressed with Acheng’s acting. It’s precisely because of Director Zhang’s invitation that Acheng gave up the role in Twin Flowers."

"No wonder Acheng doesn’t care about giving up Twin Flowers. To drop such a popular show just like that, must be because there’s a better option available."

"A good bird chooses the tree it perches in, as we all know."

The actors whispered among themselves, but Han Fei was unconcerned.

A little after eight, the staff member came in with different scripts: "Sorry to keep you waiting! These are the scripts Director Zhang prepared for you. Get familiar with them here. Once you’re ready, you can go on to audition."

After getting the script, Han Fei devoted himself entirely to it, reading so quickly it was almost photographic.

After looking through it twice, Han Fei set his copy aside and closed his eyes, slowly immersing himself into the character.

The other actors were only halfway through their scripts when they noticed Han Fei’s demeanor, finding it somewhat baffling.

"They’re all actors, but he sure knows how to put on a show."

"Is this him giving up in advance? To not even look at the script anymore?"

Minutes later, Han Fei opened his eyes, a repressed madness and indescribable loneliness evident within them.

Standing up, Han Fei didn’t even take his script and headed straight towards the exit.

"Heading out so soon? Is it because you feel oppressed being with us?" Acheng harbored a strong dislike for Han Fei, disgust apparent in his eyes.

"Everyone else hasn’t discussed the order of appearance yet, and you’re hurrying to go on stage. Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?" The male lead from Urban Secret Love also sneered, "We are all actors; the least we can do is show some respect for each other."

"Are you misunderstanding something?" Han Fei glanced at the actors in the green room, shaking his head slightly, "I don’t mean to look down on anyone, but I really am in a hurry."

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