My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 339: The Exit in the Mouth

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: The Exit in the Mouth

The beast caged at the bottom of his heart was unleashed, and his eyes gradually filled with blood. Everything Han Fei saw turned red.

Pain prickled deep in his brain as memories buried in his subconscious began to awaken in another form, flashing fragmented images as his beastly nature devoured his human nature.

There was once a night just as blood-red as this one, where it was impossible to tell whether it was his eyes bleeding or the world painted red.

Familiar figures contorted in various poses, their blood blossoming like flowers at the opening on their skin. The young Han Fei hid somewhere in the orphanage, shrouded by the blood-colored night, seeming like an island floating above the deep sea.

"Player number 0000, please note! Your mental threshold is in a dangerous stage! Please adjust as soon as possible!"

The system’s cold words helped Han Fei regain a shred of sanity. He gasped heavily, only now feeling the pain throughout his body.

"When the Midnight Butcher talent activated, it seemed like I remembered things I didn’t want to face," he said.

Feeling somewhat alarmed, Han Fei knew that his mental threshold had been set to one hundred by the system, whereas normal players start with just ten. Even so, the system had still warned him that his mental threshold was in a critical stage.

"The Black Box and my memories seem to have merged; I don’t know if that’s good or bad."

Some memories were his own secrets, but now those memories were being stirred in the Deep World.

With significantly enhanced physical conditioning, Han Fei’s movements became extremely violent and filled with wildness.

Grasping the Rebirth Slaughter Saber in one hand, he continually stabbed into the ’Intestinal Wall,’ while his other arm glowed with a blood-red light. Black, ink-like soul poison spikes penetrated the ’Intestine.’

Han Fei had once experimented with that soul poison. Apart from it, the Big Evil’s poison was almost incurable for anyone else.

The poison was domineering and evil, carrying an aura of disaster, and it spread rapidly once inflicted.

The faces on the ’Intestinal Wall’ began to darken. They were not very strong on their own, only abundant in number.

At first, the soul poison spread slowly over the faces as Han Fei climbed frantically upward. Like a wildfire, it soon swept through the ’Intestinal Wall.’

As the faces darkened with cracks, their expressions twisted in extreme pain, no longer pressing against Han Fei.

The wardrobe monster originally wanted to consume Han Fei and turn him into one of the faces on the ’Intestinal Wall.’ It hadn’t expected to swallow poison.

As the Blood Volume decreased, the Big Evil grew more excited. Its master was about to die—an especially thrilling day. It longed to rush to Han Fei’s side to share this joy.

The blood patterns on Han Fei’s arm became clearer, not only showing the spikes but also faintly outlining the form of the Big Evil.

It was trying to emerge from the blood patterns, but perhaps because it was still juvenile, it couldn’t fully control its power. Plenty of soul poison and dark energy permeated into Han Fei’s body as well.

Han Fei could feel the Big Evil’s excitement. He now had internal struggles that he couldn’t express—the affection of the Big Evil was more than most could bear.

Ravaged by soul poison, the wardrobe monster completely lost its appetite to devour Han Fei, instead wanting to expel the ’filthy thing.’

With no faces obstructing him, Han Fei climbed up swiftly. He wound the blood-colored chains around himself and an adult man, and before their Blood Volume was exhausted, they successfully climbed out.

Breaking open the wardrobe door, Han Fei dragged the adult man out of the wardrobe, and both fell to the floor, their bodies covered in wounds.

The middle-aged man was somewhat better off, wearing Blood Clothes and not primarily targeted by the faces, suffering only minor injuries.

But Han Fei was less fortunate. His security guard uniform was even more tattered, the curse consciousness living within it almost completely devoured.

Lying on the ground, Han Fei looked at his arms. The blood patterns, fresh like blood, enabled him to clearly sense the presence of the Big Evil.

Life Value had bottomed out, and Han Fei pulled out the pig heart made by Xu Qin from the Item Bar and devoured it.

With the help of the Gluttony talent of the Midnight Butcher, his Blood Volume finally managed to recover somewhat.

"That was really thrilling." Han Fei collapsed on the ground, the Soul Poison on him absorbed by the Big Evil.

He had now figured out the temper of the Big Evil; the closer he was to death, the more excited it became.

It liked being close to death, staying near those about to die, but it didn’t want Han Fei to actually die because if Han Fei died, it would be hard to find someone else who faced death daily.

"What a cursed bond!"

After regaining some strength, Han Fei approached the wardrobe monster again.

"Don’t get any closer to it." The woman softly urged, she had been shocked when she saw Han Fei emerge from the wardrobe earlier, at that moment she started to believe that miracles really could exist.

"My brother woke up around here, which means the exit is very likely nearby. Others see a mouth inside the wardrobe and subconsciously think of it as a monster. But think about it, an intestine is also a passage, could the exit be hidden inside the monster’s mouth?" Han Fei asked with doubt, "You’ve wandered inside the wardrobe for so long, have you ever seen an exit?"

"No, only the monster."

"So, the monster might actually be the exit." Han Fei, undeterred, first used a chain to bind himself, then opened the wardrobe door with the arm where Big Evil was hiding.

A thick tongue extended out of the wardrobe, only it had turned black and rotted this time, displaying black wounds.

Recalling the way the tongue attacked, Han Fei began dodging, searching for patterns and taking opportunities to draw his sword and slash.

After severing seven black tongues, no new tongues appeared from inside the wardrobe’s mouth.

"It seems like it’s been poisoned!" The woman stared at the monster’s blackened teeth, full of surprise.

"Not enough yet." Han Fei approached the wardrobe, placed the arm where Big Evil was hiding inside, and caressed the other’s teeth, repeatedly putting himself on the brink of death and attempting "intimate feeding."

The wardrobe monster couldn’t move, and after an hour of torment, its blackened teeth began to fall out and the wails from within the "intestine" started to lessen.

Peering inside, black water flowed from the walls of the wardrobe monster’s "intestine," and the pale faces had been eroded by the Soul Poison beyond recognition.

"It should be safe now."

Han Fei took out the Rebirth Saber, stepping on the edge of the wardrobe, ready to enter again.

No matter if it is a healing-type game or not, spending over an hour to wear down a monster should at least yield some rewards.

Han Fei looked at the now-lit exit button, and under the astonished gaze of the woman and the middle-aged man, he jumped into the wardrobe.

Using the Rebirth Saber to carve steps in the monster’s "intestine wall," the wardrobe monster seemed truly dead now, offering no resistance, and Han Fei smoothly made it to the deepest part of the "intestine."

It was a completely enclosed space, what astounded Han Fei the most was that at the end of the flesh and blood intestine wall there was another wardrobe door.

The door was facing outward, making Han Fei feel as if he was inside a wardrobe.

He tried to push the wardrobe door, but it was locked and seemed to be sealed with many strips of tape and glue.

Adjusting his angle, Han Fei peered through the crack of the wardrobe, apparently, on the other side was a very ordinary bedroom with a double bed and a desk, and the position of the wardrobe aligned perfectly with the bed.

"Is this the exit?"