My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 316: This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

Chapter 316: Chapter 316: This has absolutely nothing to do with me!

He kicked the lock hard a few times, but to break open a security door through brute physical strength was simply impossible for Han Fei at his current level.

The iron door was unscathed, whereas Han Fei’s leg had gone numb.

Without a key, he couldn’t open the door, but Han Fei wasn’t without any gains.

As he was frantically kicking the door, a pleading voice came from inside the room.

"It’s all my fault, it’s entirely my fault, please let me go, I beg you, please let me go!"

"Is there someone inside?" Just when Han Fei was about to give up, he regained hope upon hearing the voice, "We are the security guards from inside the building! You open the door first!"

"I will compensate you, whatever compensation you want, just don’t come back again, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!"

There was indeed someone inside, but that person sounded like a madman on the brink of a mental collapse, only apologizing and begging for mercy, repeating the same words over and over, as if they were a soulless puppet.

Without a key, Han Fei’s only hope of entering room 1244 was on the madman inside.

"I am here to help you! As long as you open the door, that thing that’s been bothering you won’t appear again!" No matter what Han Fei said, there were only pleas from inside, but no sound of footsteps.

"Open the door!"

The stench of blood in the corridor was closing in. Han Fei turned his head to Brother Hua, "Have you been to room 1244 before? What’s the situation with the owner inside?"

"I only know that someone lives in room 1244, and occasionally at midnight, you can hear voices coming from inside, but I’ve never actually seen the person inside." Brother Hua’s eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with despair, and he was bent over, gasping for breath like a shrimp slowly being roasted.

"What kind of conversation?"

"They seem to be doing something inside the room, I can’t hear clearly, I just remember the words ’soul-summoning,’ it must be soul-summoning."

"Soul-summoning?" Han Fei’s pupils contracted, and he remembered something.

"The old security guards from Building One mentioned room 1244 during the shift change before, saying that the whole family in that room was insane. But they weren’t always like that, not happy, but just very normal. Then, somehow, their eldest daughter suddenly jumped off the building one night."

"Then they conducted soul-summoning?" Han Fei looked toward the door of room 1244, where traces of burnt paper money lingered on the ground, and some photos were not completely burned, their remains thrown in the middle of the corridor.

"Right, their eldest daughter’s death seemed to be related to them, they were guilty, so they resorted to this unorthodox method, and it seems they summoned something else instead." Brother Hua sped up his words, "That monster chasing us feels like a mix of his eldest daughter and something else."

After hearing Brother Hua’s words, Han Fei’s mind raced, recalling the tester from the Shallow World in "Perfect Life" who was driven insane.

According to Feng Ziyu, the tester first noticed something was wrong when he was testing a task related to soul-summoning.

It was about an old man who missed his deceased wife and carried out soul-summoning, also ending up summoning something else, ultimately destroying his whole family.

The tester also came into contact with the Deep World because of this task, eventually slaughtering the entire residential community.

Coincidentally, the residential community he slaughtered corresponded to the Death Building in the Deep World.

The soul-summoning task was like a thread, linking the Shallow and the Deep Worlds.

And crucially, Han Fei himself possessed the extremely rare talent of soul-summoning, an ability he also used to communicate with the Shallow World.

The tester who went insane because of the soul-summoning task and slaughtered all the residents of the Death Building, and now Han Fei, who had the soul-summoning talent, was forced into the Death Building, with the same mission to destroy it.

Everything was tightly interconnected, which led Han Fei to a question, "According to the map of the tenth floor in the Happiness Residential Community, a memory fragment of the former Building Chief is located inside the Death Building. Could all of this be Fu Sheng’s plan? What other secrets might lie hidden within the soul-summoning talent ability?"

Han Fei’s title of Building Chief was inherited from the former Building Chief, and soul-summoning was a talent he acquired when he received the title. In other words, the former Building Chief, Fu Sheng, must have also possessed this talent.

"Room 1244 is the most terrifying, most dreadful room in Building One, and it’s related to soul-summoning. Could there be other rooms related to soul-summoning in the remaining four buildings of the Death Building?"

Han Fei felt that he was taking steps closer to the truth. As long as he survived the Death Building, he could find the answers to all the questions that plagued him now.

The people inside the room were unwilling to open the door, and Han Fei didn’t know their current state. It was possible they had been tormented to the point where they couldn’t even move properly anymore.

"Bang!"

The glass on the safety door of the twenty-fourth floor shattered, and fine blood silk fell like rain in the corridor.

At the window frame, still containing some fragments of glass, appeared the face of the building-jumping ghost.

Her cheeks were sunken, blood seeped from her eyes, and her protruding eyeballs were fixed on the three security guards in the corridor.

The hatred seemed to have grown even denser!

The wooden safety door slammed fiercely against the wall, now covered in bloodstains.

The twisted body of the building-jumping ghost appeared on the twenty-fourth floor, and Han Fei saw her face for the first time.

Her clothes were mixed with flesh, and white bones could be seen on the surface of her skin. She was enveloped by resentment, but what caught Han Fei’s attention most was a black key stabbed into the ghost’s chest at the heart’s opening.

The key was marked with a room number—1244.

A house key symbolizes home, but for the building-jumping ghost, home did not represent warmth and support. Instead, it was like a knife that had been thrust directly into her opening of the ghost heart, embedded deep within her flesh, causing her constant pain, feeding her unending hatred and curses.

It turned out to be a chilling prophecy, Han Fei really didn’t expect the system to issue such a shameless mission.

The most difficult part of the mission was not escaping the pursuit of the building-jumping ghost to find room 1244, but pulling out the key from the building-jumping ghost’s heart, stopping the house key from continuing to bring her curses!

After realizing the key to the mission, Han Fei gritted his teeth and praised "Perfect Life."

"Damn healing indeed!"

The three security guards had lingered too long at the door of room 1244, and the woman full of grudge had already entered the corridor, with torn fragments of a red dress scattered around her.

"If you touch me, you will die, I will drag you down with me!"

Her body was nearly torn open, like a net woven from blood and flesh.

As she charged forward with a ferocious face, the scattered fragments of the red dress slowly pieced themselves back together, but this time, the red of the dress was as vivid as if soaked in fresh blood.

Within that extreme red, a pale arm extended without warning, grabbing the building-jumping ghost’s neck directly.

The boundless blood-red dress spread across the corridor like a blooming flower.

Staggering grudge collided, making all doors and windows in the corridor buzz.

The angry red dress and the maliciously controlled building-jumping ghost both lost their composure, and two large-scaled grudges clashed!

The hallway was dyed red in an instant, and Han Fei felt the ground shaking. Looking at the walkie-talkie still hanging from the hem of the red dress, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"This has nothing to do with me at all!"

Moving backward, Han Fei now thought that the night patrol task, a Level F mission, should be simpler. He decided to take the opportunity of the two large-scaled grudges fighting to quickly complete another mission.

"What are you staring at?" Han Fei slapped Brother Hua on the shoulder, picked up Xiaofang, and rushed towards the other side of the corridor, "Run!"