My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 312 Hidden Profession: Death Building Security Guard

Chapter 312: Chapter 312 Hidden Profession: Death Building Security Guard

"As the tattoo became clearer, I felt my body getting lighter and lighter, as if my soul had grown wings and could fly out of my body at any moment."

Red Skirt touched the tattoo on her body, with a strange expression on her face that was both repulsed and forced to endure: "Every word I say is true, you can think of me as a madman, but I hope you will think carefully about what I’ve said."

Turning off the faucet, the madman opened the bathroom door, and he looked at the clock hanging on the living room wall.

"It’s almost four o’clock, I must return to the bedroom, if you are willing to believe me, then come find me when it gets light!" The madman no longer stopped Han Fei, he hesitantly reached the door of bedroom 1144, and before opening the bedroom door, he looked back at Han Fei again: "Are you really a security guard for this community? Do you remember working here in your memory?"

Han Fei nodded slightly, and the madman looked at Han Fei with a hint of pity: "You’d better not patrol between four and five in the morning, that’s the most dangerous time, and there’s one more thing I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"The security guards in the building before all disappeared during their night shifts."

When the madman finished his sentence, the system alert sounded in Han Fei’s mind, and he finally triggered the first mission in the Death Building!

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully triggered a Grade F Hidden Profession mission——Night Patrol!"

"Night Patrol: Complete a patrol mission in its entirety."

"Attention! After completing this mission, you will have a chance to obtain the Hidden Profession of Death Building Security Guard!"

"Attention! Players can only choose one profession as their main, the number of part-time jobs and side businesses is unlimited, but you can only get part of the ability boost from the side business."

At first, Han Fei was happy when he heard the alert, because completing the mission meant he could log off smoothly.

But as he listened, he realized something was off. A seemingly regular task like a security guard’s night patrol had an F grade difficulty level!

His last F grade hidden mission was completed with the help of all his neighbors, but now, who did he have for teammates—Brother Hua? Xiaofang?

Just as he was slightly distracted, Han Fei wanted to ask the madman some more questions, but the madman had already opened the bedroom door.

The tiny bedroom was devoid of any light, and as the madman opened the door, it was as if he was pulled away by something!

The bedroom door shut again, and the clock on the wall pointed exactly at 3:44 AM.

Blood began seeping out of the room’s walls, and occasionally, pieces of human remains would squeeze out from the shadowy corners, their origins unknown.

After the madman left, a deep-seated pity emerged in Han Fei’s eyes for the fellow trapped in a nightmare, just one of Butterfly’s "creations".

"Come find you after dawn? But it will never get light in this place." Han Fei felt that the madman’s memory was also stuck on April 4th, a day that must be very special to the Death Building’s owners.

Grabbing the doorknob, Han Fei quickly ran out before anything worse happened in room 1144.

"Bai Sinian! Are you okay?"

"It’s my fault! I shouldn’t have let a newcomer get so close!"

Brother Hua and Xiaofang were both very worried about Han Fei, they had just been banging on the door, trying to make a big enough commotion to save him.

"I looked at his hands; they were unharmed. But I couldn’t get anything else out of him, he was delirious, always saying some nonsensical stuff, it was hard to understand." Han Fei seemed quite shaken himself.

"You must never dwell too much on the words of a madman, or you’ll end up like one."

"As long as you’re okay, let’s leave this floor for now."

Brother Hua wasn’t too scared when he slammed against the door earlier, just worried about Han Fei. But now, waiting for Han Fei to emerge, he stared into the pitch-dark hallway, feeling as if many things would come at them.

"Let’s go, to the fifteenth floor."

Compared to dark places, most people still feel that places with light are safer.

The three security guards didn’t dare to linger any longer, rushing hurriedly to the fifteenth floor.

The sound-activated lights came on, but this time the light didn’t bring any warmth to the three of them.

The noise Brother Hua made when he slammed the door seemed to have awakened something in the building.

Every time the three of them took a step, their footsteps were always mixed with someone else’s, whose stepping frequency was quicker than normal, coming from downstairs, as if it were chasing the three security guards.

"Brother Hua, how long does it usually take for you guys to complete a patrol task without any issues?" With Red Skirt draped over his arms, Han Fei had already started to consider how to complete this F-rated task with just the strength of the three of them.

"It depends. If nothing goes wrong, half an hour is enough. But if something happens, it’s hard to say." Brother Hua glanced at his watch: "We’ll pick up the pace, definitely returning before 4:44 AM. Normally speaking, the building’s second half of the night is relatively..."

"Crack"

Before he could finish his sentence, all three heard the sound of glass shattering from above in the building.

Turning to look upstairs, in the process of turning their necks, the three of them caught sight of the corridor’s windows.

Right outside the window, there was a face pressed against the glass, and then it fell!

"Someone jumped from the building!"

Xiaofang, terrified, took several steps backwards, and all three could clearly see that the person’s face was completely twisted and deformed as they fell, with eyes tightly fixed on the building’s security guards!

What was even more crucial was that the person’s cracked mouth seemed to be saying something, opening and closing continuously.

Han Fei reacted the fastest, rushing to the window, but when he looked outside, there was nothing there, and they hadn’t heard the sound of the person hitting the ground.

"Was it one of the building’s owners?!" Xiaofang clutched at Brother Hua, his legs already turning to jelly.

"I’ve never seen her before! She doesn’t seem to be from this building." Brother Hua was also scared silly by the sudden event, completely unprepared: "Judging by the sound, she should be not far from the floor we’re on! Quick! Stop dawdling! Let’s go upstairs!"

Brother Hua urged them on, but Han Fei still stood by the window, replaying the face of the woman who had fallen in his mind.

"It looks like she was talking." Han Fei had read a book related to lip-reading back in the Happiness Residential Community, and to communicate with a reclusive neighbor, he even self-taught some sign language.

These scattered pieces of information seemed useless on a normal day, but at a critical moment, they provided Han Fei with some help.

"Talking?"

"Yeah, she seemed to be saying... ’touch me and you’ll die.’" Han Fei tried his best to recreate it, believing that was the message the other person was trying to convey.

"Stop imagining things, let’s go check out which unit had the accident!" Brother Hua and Xiaofang started walking upstairs, and as they did, several footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Instead of following them upstairs, Han Fei stood next to the stair railing, glancing down.

The stair railings below the fourth floor were already stained red with blood, and the color was still spreading upwards.