My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 244: Workplace Killer

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Workplace Killer

The situation on the field reversed in an instant, with the calculative surprising the unprepared, Han Fei’s outstanding acting successfully deceived the old man out of his room.

Later, although the old man realized something was amiss, by that time, it was already too late.

In fact, Han Fei just wanted to find a place with fewer people and safer to make a move; the old man leading Han Fei into the underground was like cutting off his own path to life.

The shadow had yet to be seen, but the rich scent of blood had already filled the entire room.

Encircled by the aura of murderous Blood Sea, Xu Qin, holding a dinner knife, appeared at the entrance of the slaughterhouse.

The pungent scent of blood wafted into the nostrils, and the painful cries of children rang in the ears.

The smell of blood could stimulate the murderous intent at the bottom of one’s heart, while the cries could bring deep despair and sorrow.

The worst memories of the old man began to emerge in his brain sea; the scenes he kept running from uncontrollably appeared before his eyes, and at this moment, his expression became even more twisted and terrifying, those abnormal eyes full of hatred.

His long-concealed dark side was completely exposed, the skin tight against his bones gradually cracked open, and the blotches on his arms and face became a curse.

Uncle Li’s heart always harbored hatred; he detested aging yet was helpless against it.

All the beauty in the mortal world was irrelevant to him, his life would not last much longer.

In this last period, he didn’t want to offer blessings to anyone; instead, he hoped to drag everyone down with him in death.

Han Fei had studied all the personalities of the Spider, among them Uncle Li’s personality represented the hatred for loss and a kind of agitated unease about being unable to control one’s fate.

This personality could easily be beguiled by the Butterfly, so Han Fei sought him out first.

The aging Uncle Li gradually transformed into a monster, his body continuously elongated, his bones creaking, as if he were a straw man clad in human skin, void of humanity, only horror remaining.

"Can all personalities turn into monsters?" Han Fei watched Uncle Li with caution; he waited for Xu Qin and Cry to arrive before he coordinated with them to strike.

Completely losing his human form, Uncle Li took out various knives and chains from the metal cabinet; his favorite thing to do in this dark underground was to torture those young bodies.

Every knife in the cabinet had souls howling on it, it was hard to imagine just how many people Uncle Li had killed here.

It’s worth noting that those pig-faced monsters outside had only a Slaughter Saber each, yet Uncle Li, with a human face, possessed a chest of knives imprisoning souls.

It seems that when it comes to killing, humans are still more efficient.

The metal cabinet toppled over, and grabbing a handful of knives, Uncle Li rushed towards the exit.

He was smart, knowing he was no match for the three of Xu Qin, not even considering a head-on confrontation, he just wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, Han Fei and the others had anticipated this scenario, discussing all possibilities in advance. If the old man desperately grabbed onto Han Fei as a hostage, perhaps there would’ve been a glimmer of hope, it was his only chance.

If he fought, there was a chance to live; if he fled, death was certain.

"Uncle Li’s personality, more than anyone else’s, treasures his own life; when cornered, he will definitely become vicious, but it’s all an act. He is nothing but a paper tiger, outwardly strong but inwardly weak, adept at bullying the less powerful," Han Fei had told Xu Qin and Cry before he decided to go alone to find Uncle Li. He had anticipated all of the old man’s thoughts beforehand, a crushing victory in both strength and intellect.

Alone, the old man already struggled against Xu Qin, not to mention Cry, who was continuously breaking through, and Han Fei, wielding the Rebirth Saber.

In just half a minute, the old man had already accumulated more than a dozen wounds; at first, his attention was all on Xu Qin, neglecting Cry.

As a result, one of his eyes was blinded by a stab of despair; the old man found it inconceivable that the seemingly very weak Grudge could manipulate the despair at the bottom of a person’s heart. Such an ability was unheard of.

With injuries becoming more severe, the old man’s inner despair deepened, his mind already unstable, now constantly disturbed by Cry, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"I can give you the mask! I also know many secrets about this building, I can tell you all of them!" the old man kept shouting, trying to negotiate a chance to live, but the other three in the room showed no sign of stopping.

"I know how to lift the curse of Beast Alley! Don’t you love your sister? Without lifting the curse of Beast Alley, she will be tormented life after life! She will never be able to leave this place forever! No matter how long she leaves, she still has to come back here to eat the meat of Beast Alley to maintain her sanity!"

The elderly man, seeing no one responding, threw out another important piece of information, "Every mask has a number on the back, and if you collect all the masks, you can become the new Manager of Beast Alley! I have two masks, and I can give them both to you!"

The most unbearable parts of his memory were being stirred, turning the despair deep in his heart into needles that were constantly piercing his soul, a pain that was utterly intolerable.

"Spare me, and I can help you! I know a lot about what goes on in this building! Many people from outside have come in, including barbers, nurses, and veterinarians, and they have joined forces, intending to kill your sister!"

"It seems that the Writer’s disappearance is also related to them, it was the group of Outsiders who killed the Writer! The Doctor in the building seems to be in cahoots with them too, they seem to be planning to kill everyone!"

"The most dangerous one in the building is the Doctor! After you kill me, you’ll be killed by the Doctor too!"

The old man babbled nonsensically, but he also revealed some useful information; at least now Han Fei knew that the Writer’s disappearance might be related to the Doctor.

"Everything I’m saying is true! You can go ask Ameng, the child’s room has some drawings that can prove what I’m saying!" The old man saw that Xu Qin’s attack rhythm had slowed down, he thought his words had piqued her interest, and spoke with even more vigor.

It wasn’t until after he had said most of what he knew that Han Fei, who had been stealthily approaching behind him, swung the Slaughter Saber at his neck.

The moment Han Fei locked onto his target, a pair of pale hands materialized on the hilt of the saber, and the three-foot blade, forged entirely from the goodness and kindness of humanity, slashed downwards.

On that blade shone the faces of people, who seemed to forever accompany Han Fei in his journey through the mortal world.

When the blade touched the old man’s body, malice and dark energy were instantly repelled, meeting no resistance whatsoever, the Rebirth Saber cut through Uncle Li’s neck as easily as slicing through a piece of paper.

The Dawn Butcher’s Professional Characteristics were triggered, the more evil and cruel Han Fei’s target, the sharper the blade in his hand.

As the blade crossed the neck of Personality No. 6, and the head began to fall, the blade built from humanity disappeared as if it had never existed.

The old man’s skin began to crack and his headless body writhed on the ground, ultimately failing to reach the head that had rolled into a corner.

As dark energy and malice dissipated into the surroundings, Han Fei released the Black Snake from the Ghost Pattern, instructing it not to waste time and to quickly devour the dark energy.

"There are other Outsiders who have entered the building, and the barber who stole Xu Qin’s Dinner Knife is among them." Han Fei felt that this matter required a more long-term plan.

The three of them had joined forces to kill Uncle Li, but this didn’t mean Uncle Li was weak; he was even stronger than many mid-level Grudges, and in the Butcher’s household, there were many like Uncle Li in terms of strength.

If Han Fei and his two companions incited public outrage and were besieged by everyone, their chances of survival would be slim.

"Let’s leave for now," Han Fei suggested, reaching out to remove the old man’s mask. As he obtained that mask, a system prompt sounded in his brain.

"Player No. 0000 please take note! You have gained the recognition of the Butcher’s household through your own methods! Congratulations on obtaining the No. 6 Butcher mask, becoming a member of the Butcher’s household!"

"Player No. 0000 please take note! Your job history has been updated! Would you like to publicly display your resume?"

"On the first night of being hired as a convenience store clerk, you destroyed the Shop Manager’s coffin and erased the Shop Manager’s consciousness."

"When you applied for a job at Yimin Private Academy, you went to great lengths to cause the soul of the head of discipline to scatter."

"In order to change your profession to the hidden title of Midnight Butcher, you completely destroyed the foundation of the Meat Factory, slaughtering several colleagues, your presence turning every night into a Blood Sea."

"And today, another prominent line has been added to your personal history."

"After entering the Butcher’s household, within sixty minutes, you successfully took down the person who interviewed you. Congratulations on fulfilling all requirements and earning the G-level title—Workplace Killer."

"Workplace Killer (upgradeable special professional title): As the name suggests, the title of Workplace Killer aptly describes your work life. With this title, your Charm Value decreases by two."

Looking at the system panel, Han Fei decisively chose to refuse to publicly display his job history, and he placed the title of Workplace Killer at the very bottom of all his titles.

"What a joke? If I dare to make this resume and title public, who would dare to hire me in the future? Besides, I was completely forced into this! How can this evaluation only record the outcome and not the process?"

Looking at his somewhat bloody personal history, Han Fei remembered a song from many years ago.

"Someone as outstanding as me should have had a brilliant life, yet after more than twenty years, I am still adrift in the Blood Sea?"