My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 191 Jin Sheng! This Life! (4000)

Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Jin Sheng! This Life! (4000)

He was too close, and Han Fei had no time to react, so he quickly shut the door of dorm room 206.

Footsteps echoed in the hallway, and Ma Manjiang’s roar seemed to be some kind of signal, as monsters hidden in other parts of the building were now rushing this way.

Outside the dorm building, shouts continued to arise; a large number of students surrounded the building.

With previous experiences, this time Ma Manjiang painstakingly strategized, layering his traps, and not even willing to leave Han Fei a chance to kill himself.

"Bang!"

The lock on the dorm room door had loosened, and the door could hardly withstand Ma Manjiang’s impacts.

"We can’t run anymore."

Han Fei’s face no longer bore any emotion that belonged to the living, he signaled Old Li to hide on the top bunk, then turned and walked towards the balcony.

Dense grey mist enveloped the area, as twisted, grotesque figures flickered in and out of sight, all the monsters from the academy had gathered here at the dorm building.

A normal Manager’s task would never be this difficult. It was all the work of that blue Butterfly which maximized its advantage and was unwilling to leave any route of survival for Han Fei.

"This rebirth, I’ve already gathered all the items. Continuing to die repeatedly is meaningless and will also cause me to lose more memories," Han Fei’s left hand tightly gripped the shard of a teacup. He stood on the balcony of dorm room 207, surrounded by the wails of monsters and malformed souls inside and outside, all around.

"Bang!"

The wooden door was smashed through, and the door panel slammed heavily against the wall. Upon seeing Han Fei, Ma Manjiang did not hesitate and charged straight toward him!

He wanted to prevent Han Fei from committing suicide, this time he planned to slowly torture Han Fei to extract the secrets he desired from him.

Black and red blood flowed from Ma Manjiang’s chest, spreading all over his body, forming eerie patterns like butterfly wings. The blue Butterfly within his body clearly grew excited upon seeing Han Fei!

The distance between them was too close, this time it seemed Han Fei might not even have a chance to kill himself.

He had just pressed the shard against his neck when Ma Manjiang had already charged in front of him, all three mouths on his face opened to their fullest.

Ma Manjiang didn’t strike directly at Han Fei’s vitals. He wanted some secrets from Han Fei, and he might even have realized that the Black Box was hidden on Han Fei.

Pale teeth sunk into Han Fei’s arm, hitting bone, and his left hand could no longer steady the teacup shard.

Ma Manjiang shook his head like a wild beast, attempting to tear off Han Fei’s arm, then bite off Han Fei’s limbs, slowly interrogating him.

It didn’t care about anyone else’s pain or despair, this was the very lowest form of human malevolence.

While Ma Manjiang was completely distracted by Han Fei’s left arm, Old Li, who was hidden on the top bunk, pounced on Ma Manjiang, grabbing a wooden chair from the ground and smashing it over his head.

Wood shards flew. The chair fell apart, but Ma Manjiang did not sustain any damage.

Nothing in this school seemed able to harm Ma Manjiang, but Old Li did not retreat because of Ma Manjiang’s strength and terror. His eyes bloodshot, his arms tightly wrapped around Ma Manjiang’s neck: "You gotta run!"

Silver hair mixed with blood, Old Li’s voice hoarse with exertion, he desperately swung his fists at Ma Manjiang’s deformed face, trying to make him let go.

"Looking to die? I didn’t want to kill you even in reality, but you keep seeking death!" Ma Manjiang’s facial chest began twisting, his arms reaching for Old Li, forcefully swinging his body.

The sound of bones breaking echoed, Han Fei’s left arm had already been twisted off, but he had successfully gotten close to Ma Manjiang, who now had no defenses in front!

The intact right hand took out the scissors emanating hatred from the pocket, all of Han Fei’s sacrifices were for this moment, all for creating such an opportunity.

A sudden chill came when Ma Manjiang looked down at the face on his chest, resembling an evil ghost crawling out from the depths of hell.

With his left arm torn off and covered in blood, Han Fei unexpectedly revealed a smile.

"It’s your turn to die!"

The blade formed entirely of hatred easily pierced through Ma Manjiang’s skin, his seemingly thick human skin stood no chance against those scissors.

Han Fei, gripping those scissors, desperately slid downward, directly stabbing through the face on the chest.

Pain, not felt for many years, surged into Ma Manjiang’s brain, his black blood sprayed across the dormitory.

Ma Manjiang bit firmly onto Han Fei’s left arm, his bulky hands reaching for Han Fei, but Han Fei had already considered his next move.

The sharp scissors cut toward his own left hand; that arm was used solely to draw Ma Manjiang’s attention, and now its mission was complete.

After dying repeatedly for so long, with emotions and memories constantly fading, Han Fei truly did not care about the slight pain at that moment.

After discarding his left arm, Han Fei plunged directly into Ma Manjiang’s sliced open belly!

Inside Ma Manjiang’s belly, reeking of decay and oozing black blood, lay numerous faces, each with a different expression. On seeing Han Fei, they frenziedly tore at his body.

Though his body was covered with wounds, Han Fei clenched his teeth and furiously swung those hate-filled scissors.

Ma Manjiang, in agony, roared throughout the campus. His body slammed into the balcony, and his robust arms reached into his own belly.

As flesh churned, when Ma Manjiang grabbed Han Fei’s feet, Han Fei had also found a head wrapped in layers of blood crust inside Ma Manjiang’s belly!

Jin Sheng!

His eyes tightly shut and expression pained, completely enshrouded in blood, yet Han Fei recognized him at a glance.

Clutching the head, even as Ma Manjiang grabbed his legs and tried to drag him out, Han Fei struggled to stab the scissors toward Ma Manjiang’s heart, for the blue Butterfly was hidden there.

Risking his legs, Han Fei was determined to harm the Butterfly!

More fearful of being hurt than Jin Sheng’s head, the blue Butterfly cautiously maneuvered Ma Manjiang, but its wings still got partially clipped by the scissors.

The strange patterns covering Ma Manjiang’s body vanished partially in an instant; the blue Butterfly went completely mad, trying to pull Han Fei out of the belly. But Han Fei had made up his mind; it didn’t matter if he lost his hands or legs, the Butterfly at Ma Manjiang’s heart had to die this time!

Staking his life, Han Fei knew clearly that creating such an opportunity again was nearly impossible.

This was an opportunity bought with over a dozen deaths!

In an utterly lopsided struggle, the battle reached such an intensity. Han Fei’s leg bones had fractured, and the Butterfly at Ma Manjiang’s heart was badly damaged.

Both parties stained the balcony red, and at Han Fei’s last attempt to thrust the scissors into Ma Manjiang’s heart, his huge body fell backward, intending to throw Han Fei from the second floor.

Blood mingled in the cold wind as if a rain of blood had started.

"Boom!"

His body slammed to the ground, his bones nearly shattered, and his organs screamed with pain while bright red blood flowed out through the gaps in Han Fei’s teeth.

He was on the brink of death, his body, apart from his right hand, seemed to be losing sensation everywhere else.

Ma Manjiang’s situation wasn’t much better than Han Fei’s; his stomach was completely torn open, and most importantly, his heart-area’s "Butterfly" was severely injured by Han Fei!

The strange blue wings were full of cuts from scissors, and it couldn’t fully control Ma Manjiang. The gray fog in the school seemed to have dispersed somewhat, greatly improving visibility.

"Let’s get out of here," Old Li climbed down from the second floor along the safety net, picked up Jin Sheng’s head, and attempted to carry Han Fei on his back.

"The key to the back gate of the school is in Ma Manjiang’s pocket," Han Fei, still lucid at this moment, announced that his plan was nearly complete.

Old Li took the key to the school’s back gate from Ma Manjiang’s pocket and prepared to run outside carrying Han Fei, but countless ghostly shadows were converging towards them.

Severely injured, Ma Manjiang also slowly rose from the ground, his most malicious face firmly fixed on Han Fei: "You won’t escape!"

Ma Manjiang’s son threw the dying Wild Dog onto the ground and ran out of the dormitory building with his friends.

In the distance, Li Xun with glasses and Li Jingmei, whose eyes were sewn up with gold thread, also arrived with students, their faces already grotesquely twisted—their eyes full of disdain for Han Fei and Jin Sheng.

It seemed there was no escape.

"To the sports field," Han Fei said beside Old Li: "Try to draw them all over there."

As the ghosts and monsters approached, Old Li could only do as Han Fei suggested, rushing towards the sports field with urgency.

Heading to the unobstructed sports field now was akin to suicide. Ma Manjiang slowly climbed up from the ground, clutching his stomach, summoning all the ghosts in the school to chase after Han Fei.

In just a few minutes, Old Li, carrying Han Fei, was cornered at the center of the sports field.

After Ma Manjiang was seriously injured, the oppressive gray fog slowly dissipated, but as the fog cleared, Old Li beheld an even more desperate scene.

Almost everyone in the academy stood against them, their faces completely and sickeningly twisted.

"Ma Manjiang is the murderer! Ma Manjiang hurt that girl!" Old Li helplessly shouted at the surrounding crowd, but those students didn’t have the capacity to listen, and Li Xun and Li Jingmei, already aware of this, were unwilling to intervene.

"Snap!"

Chu Xia, her body cracked, was pushed out of the crowd by a student as Li Xun grabbed her hair, pointing towards Ma Manjiang.

The girl trembled with fear, facing three adults, she kept trying to back away.

As her body cracked piece by piece, her once-beating heart finally died, no glimmer of light left in her eyes—as she ultimately lowered her head without a word.

Wild Dog, Zhang Guanxing, whimpered in the bushes, and Old Li, over sixty years old, carrying Han Fei, tirelessly pushed away students attempting to close in, his body already marked by numerous cuts.

The end seemed inevitable: the female teacher murdered, Wild Dog breathing his last, Old Li desperately resisting as his strength slowly waned.

Facing countless ghostly shadows and all the monsters in the entire school, Han Fei silently embraced the head in his arms.

"Is this why you ultimately chose death after encountering these?"

Despair, helplessness; there was no one left in Jin Sheng’s world to believe or rely on.

"You died over and over, ultimately changing nothing." Controlled by the butterfly, Ma Manjiang stood among the crowd, his cracked face full of venom and mockery: "In this world, apart from a few of you dead ghosts, no one will believe in Jin Sheng. He will never escape this school! He will never be able to leave! And you will end up just like him!"

All the ghosts and monsters of the entire school had converged on the playground; there was absolutely no escape.

"Even if the haze dissipates, the world remains so oppressive and despairing. Is that why you refuse to open your eyes ever again?"

Han Fei looked around; all the ghosts and monsters of the entire academy, including Ma Manjiang, had gathered around him and Old Li. "I can understand your pain now, but there is still something I want to tell you."

He had Old Li stuff the back door key of the school into Jin Sheng’s mouth. The key was trapped in a thick scab, completely unreachable.

"Though the world is terrible for us, we still have to struggle on because even in this terrible world, there are still many, many people who would still want to believe in us!"

The only movable right hand of Han Fei lifted Jin Sheng’s head. His face showed a madness never seen before: "I can prove it to you."

Blood fell, consciousness surged into the attribute panel, and Han Fei held aloft Jin Sheng’s head, softly uttering two words from that bloody mouth.

"Soul-summoning!"

The panel filled with blood as if the Ghost Gate itself opened to the sides, and endless Blood Sea where numerous ghost faces bit into name after name appeared!

Dragging countless threads of blood silk, Han Fei, after failing to summon the ghost faces from the depths of the Blood Sea, wrote Huang Ying’s name on a blank ghost face.

The Blood Sea churned, and Jin Sheng’s world also slightly trembled. After a very brief moment, a blood red koi leapt from the water, caught by a ghost face, then escaped from the Ghost Gate.

Focusing intently on that ghost face, the summoned wandering soul would appear randomly within a hundred meters of Han Fei. He couldn’t control the exact location, and despite using up all his consciousness, he could only try to keep it as far from himself as possible.

As the Ghost Gate slowly closed, a figure appeared between the playground and the school’s main gate!

Huang Ying, holding something, collapsed on the ground, then he heard Han Fei’s desperate scream: "Huang Ying!"

Using his last bit of strength, Han Fei threw Jin Sheng’s head over the crowd, targeting Huang Ying’s location.

"Run! Take it and leave the academy!"

Han Fei truly had no other options left; caught up in a manager’s task, his character panel was grayed out, preventing game exit or item bar access. Of all the active abilities, only the talent ability of a fellow manager was usable.

He had hoped to use soul-summoning to stir something from the depths of the Blood Sea, but it was useless. He had no choice but to place all his hopes on Huang Ying.

With no obstacles on the playground, Huang Ying’s position was immediately visible. The locks at the school’s main gate had been opened, and the key to the rear gate lock had been stuffed into Jin Sheng’s mouth by Han Fei; whether Huang Ying was closer to the front or the rear gate, he could immediately open the door and escape.

Han Fei had done everything he could; now he could only rely on luck.

The bewildered Huang Ying, already terrified out of his wits, heard Han Fei’s voice and saw the almost inhuman form of Han Fei at that moment.

He didn’t understand what was happening, but in that instant, he instinctively chose to trust Han Fei.

Jin Sheng’s head landed near him. If he weren’t a doctor by profession, he might not even have the courage to touch it.

He grabbed Jin Sheng’s head, his face devoid of any color from fright.

When he looked up again, the group of monsters that appeared only in nightmares were rushing towards him on the playground.

Even without further words from Han Fei, he knew what he had to do now.

Clutching Jin Sheng’s head, Huang Ying didn’t even hesitate; he sprinted toward the school’s main gate with the fastest speed of his life.