My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 278: Defeated the Game Guide on My First Use of the Game Box

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Defeated the Game Guide on My First Use of the Game Box

Butterfly could not find any flaws in Han Fei, so it gradually shifted its focus onto Huang Ying.

If something happened to Huang Ying, then he could potentially become Han Fei’s weakness.

However, if Huang Ying managed not only to stay out of trouble but also to succeed in dragging part of Butterfly’s consciousness, Han Fei’s situation upon entering the Death Building would be much safer.

In short, the current situation is very delicate. Han Fei is determined to enter the Death Building to kill Butterfly in the Deep World. Meanwhile, Butterfly in the real world targets Huang Ying, inadvertently making him a target that attracts fire.

Their brotherly duo must fight against Butterfly in both reality and the game; a loss on either side could lead to unpredictable outcomes.

Similarly, with Butterfly facing two opponents, its consciousness will also be split in two for a dual-front battle.

In Butterfly’s view, Han Fei is a tough opponent, an adversary as difficult as Spider, but what’s more troubling for Butterfly is Huang Ying.

All who can enter the Deep World are definitely not ordinary people, which is a preconceived notion for Butterfly; yet not only did Huang Ying show up in the Deep World, but he appeared at the most critical moment and location!

His appearance was so timely, it even made Butterfly think its opponent was deliberately mocking itself.

Yes, mocking.

Inside Yimin Private Academy, Butterfly’s subconscious mind controlling Ma Manjiang had pushed Han Fei into a desperate situation.

It was a hopeless scenario that seemed irreversibly lost. Even Butterfly could not imagine how the other would turn the tables, but at that moment, Huang Ying appeared.

This man seemed to have been waiting in the shadows for a long time, and he shattered all of Butterfly’s schemes!

Since only a subconscious mind was hidden in Ma Manjiang’s body, Butterfly didn’t know how Huang Ying did it. All it saw was a blurred phantom, a result—its own subconscious mind lost.

How could someone who easily defeated itself be just an ordinary person?

With such thoughts, Butterfly took action against Huang Ying, approaching cautiously, daring not to appear in its real form but instead using the most unforgettable memory in Huang Ying’s mind.

After a brief contact, Butterfly discovered something even more incredible.

Huang Ying’s consciousness was very normal, even far less disturbed than the previous deranged serial killer influenced by itself. From any angle, in every aspect, he seemed too ordinary.

Butterfly, which had never lost before, absolutely refused to admit defeat to such a person and, moreover, there was an inexplicable paradox in the whole affair!

An ordinary person could never gain access to the Deep World, let alone appear within it.

From this certainty, it can be inferred that Huang Ying’s memories and consciousness were nothing but a disguise, an almost flawless disguise without any discernible crack.

Compared to Han Fei, who could not penetrate its deep consciousness, Huang Ying was obviously a step ahead.

Open and undefended, allowing entrance, if you can kill me, consider it my loss.

What level of confidence was that?

And what shocking conspiracy lies behind this?

Without daring to ponder further, at least for now, Butterfly had come to regard Huang Ying as its opponent—a more difficult adversary than both Spider and Han Fei, one it had never encountered before.

Han Fei also roughly guessed Butterfly’s thoughts; he knew Butterfly was now gradually making contact with Huang Ying, just constantly probing. However, if this persisted, it was only a matter of time before Butterfly uncovered the truth.

This time frame might be one day, a few days, or even just a few hours.

The police’s hunt would put tremendous pressure on Butterfly, preventing it from acting wantonly, but Han Fei dared not underestimate the opponent.

Always thinking from the worst perspective is one of the secrets to his survival in the Deep World.

"It looks like I also need to speed up my actions," Han Fei thought.

Han Fei wanted to wait until just before the outbreak of the Death Curse to enter the Death Building, but now it seemed that Butterfly would not allow him this opportunity.

He had to launch a surprise attack on the Death Building before Butterfly realized what was happening.

If death is inevitable, why not fight for a chance to the fullest?

Once he had made his decision, Han Fei pulled Huang Ying into a corner and took out his phone, recounting to Huang Ying everything that had happened to Spider.

There were no secrets kept; it was imperative for Han Fei to ensure that Huang Ying had a clear understanding of how terrifying Butterfly was.

"Brother Huang Ying, the more you fear the Butterfly, the faster you’ll die. You must stay strong in your heart," Han Fei gave Huang Ying some tips, hoping to help him.

"Okay, I understand."

"Understanding isn’t enough, I might need to do some basic training with you to help you adapt to fear better," as soon as Han Fei mentioned this, Huang Ying’s face turned pale.

"Is that really necessary? Now, just thinking about you makes the Butterfly seem like nothing, not scary at all, in fact, I feel like punching it twice."

"Really?" Han Fei’s eyes brightened.

"Of course!"

"That means the training is working, so we need to practice even more!" Han Fei patted Huang Ying’s shoulder, happily scheduled their next session, and then left.

"Brother Huang Ying really is a reliable teammate with great potential."

Han Fei didn’t stay long in Smart New City and took the intercity train back to the Old City District.

Before the Deep Space Technology installation staff arrived, Han Fei called Li Xue in advance, hoping the police could send a professional technician to check the Game Box for him.

As the sun was about to set, the installation staff finally arrived, and they were surprised to see the old building where Han Fei rented a room.

Could someone who could spend hundreds of thousands on a multifunctional Game Box still be renting? How much did they love gaming? A hardcore homebody gamer?

The police didn’t quite understand either, but they still followed Han Fei’s request, ran several tests and checks, and only allowed the installation after making sure everything was correct.

While Han Fei’s Game Box was still in the testing phase, the paparazzi had already sent the information they’d captured to their sponsors, and by seven in the evening, when the Game Box was running perfectly, there were already new "black material" on Han Fei surfacing online.

Some said Han Fei was getting arrogant, others said he earned so much and was willing to spend hundreds of thousands on a Game Box but refused to donate to those in need.

Han Fei didn’t care about these comments, but some people even went out of their way to leave messages on his social media, saying someone who wouldn’t even pay for a platform membership was secretly spending hundreds of thousands on a Game Box. They felt all of Han Fei’s previous image had been manufactured and called for everyone to unfollow him.

Seeing such comments, Han Fei found them amusing.

He posted his purchasing records and the sources of his account funds clearly on social media, showing that much of the money used to buy the Game Box came from his "Righteous Hero" rewards.

After posting this, Han Fei opened the official website of Xinhu Police and copied all the information on wanted fugitives into that comment.

"All the ways to make money are right here, take your keyboard and go for it. Catching one has a minimum reward of thirty thousand, no agents to cut in for a profit."

This way, Han Fei also helped publicize the police, contributing his part to maintaining social order.

Laughing as he browsed through various pieces of information, Han Fei realized that since playing "Perfect Life," his psychological endurance had improved greatly.

He could face all sorts of scorn and ridicule without getting angry, simply because his memory was too good, and he would unintentionally remember the IDs of those who mocked him. If he accidently summoned their souls, they might end up having an unexpected encounter in the Underworld.

After the installation staff and the police left, Han Fei walked around the Game Box several times.

The already small living room was almost entirely taken up by the Game Box, and he would probably have to find another place to practice basic fighting techniques from then on.

"Feels like the house is too small." Shaking his head, Han Fei held the gaming helmet, lying down inside the Game Box, "Human desire truly knows no bounds, getting a Game Box and now wanting a new house. As long as there’s something you don’t have, you’ll never be satisfied. In this respect, humans are the closest creatures to devils on this planet."

After connecting all the cables to the external gaming helmet, Han Fei successfully started the game.

At first, there was an advertisement for Deep Space Technology on the Game Box; it was still normal, and Han Fei even felt like a regular player for a change.

However, as soon as the Deep Space Technology Game Guide appeared, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his brain and by the time he regained consciousness.

The hologram of the woman called the most beautiful in the world, the seventh generation Smart Brain, was drenched in blood, with scars all over her face and body, her eyes filled with malice and cruelty as she looked at Han Fei.

Then, right in front of him, she disintegrated, completely turning into a pool of blood.

Consciousness detached, everything was bathed in red.

"Welcome to Perfect Life, you can now choose your own perfect life."

Synthetic voice echoed in his ears, Han Fei had yet to recover from the shocking scene, he couldn’t forget the Game Guide’s resentful eyes as if he was the one who turned it into that state.

"It seems the authority of the Black Box in my Brain Sea is very high, nothing can change the Black Box, only the Black Box can change everything else."