My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 352: The Crowded Red Elevator

Chapter 352: Chapter 352: The Crowded Red Elevator

Knowing he could see his family again, Zhuang Ren couldn’t hide his excitement. He felt like a husband pacing outside the maternity ward, finding each second unbearable now.

"Before you see your family, I must emphasize a few points again. First, no matter what I ask you to do, you cannot refuse; second, if necessary, I might abandon you, so prepare yourself mentally." Han Fei’s expression was dark and terrible, a natural aura of death emanating from him: "Our actions tonight are related to the lives of many innocent people. If you act without my permission, don’t blame me for turning against you."

"I promise you, I will follow your arrangements."

The stricter Han Fei’s demands were, the more reliable Zhuang Ren felt he was, and the more excited he became.

"Your mind is too unsettled now. I suggest you calm down. Your wife and daughter may still exist, but they have become different from you, and you should be prepared for them to have turned into monsters."

"Even if they’ve become monsters, they’re still my family."

"But what if they want to kill you? Think about it, you only have a chance to save them if you’re alive." After giving some kind advice, Han Fei continued to play his game.

He had memorized every step of the map in front of him and no longer needed to look at the screen, his fingers moving like parts of a high-speed machine.

Last night, before quitting the game, Han Fei triggered an F-grade mission, and he had no idea what he might face when he logged on again.

To increase his chances of survival, he knew he had to prepare more.

Seeing Han Fei still "engrossed" in the game, Zhuang Ren hesitated before speaking: "My main reason for playing this game was to find my family. Since you’re taking me to see them tonight, this game won’t be of any use to me anymore. If you want, I can give it to you."

"Okay."

"..." Looking at the clothes he had changed into to see his family, Zhuang Ren forced a bitter smile: "Aren’t you going to say anything?"

"Thank you."

Han Fei’s attention was fully focused on the game as he manipulated his character to dodge countless traps and mechanisms, searching for a way to survive among the Fierce Ghosts and resentful spirits.

Entering the 4th Death Building and escaping from room 4144, Han Fei, following his memory, came to the elevator on the 14th floor.

In the Deep World, Han Fei had never taken an elevator, and he was very curious about it.

"To see the Soul Chaser’s face in the Death Building Game, you first have to trigger the Soul Chaser quest."

As the game character lingered by the elevator, the numbers on the elevator display began to change automatically, the elevator cabin feeling to Han Fei like a ravenous beast rushing toward him.

"The Soul Chasers in the Deep World come by elevator."

Game characters can be revived after dying, so this time Han Fei didn’t dodge, just standing at the elevator door.

The blood-red numbers quickly changed to 14, and Han Fei narrowed his eyes, intently watching the TV screen.

The silver-gray elevator doors slowly opened, and contrary to expectation, there was neither a ghostly shadow nor bloodstains. The elevator itself appeared quite normal, but in a corner of the elevator stood a woman, facing the wall.

Her back was toward the elevator entrance, dressed in a bright red dress, barefoot with a flower-like ankle bracelet.

Confronted with such a bizarre scene, Zhuang Ren also shut his mouth, no longer urging Han Fei to hurry.

"Is that all?" Han Fei looked unsatisfied as he frowned and stared at the TV screen, positioning his game character between the elevator and the hallway.

"Why is there no Soul Chaser? What do I have to do to trigger the Soul Chaser quest?" He tried entering and leaving the elevator over and over, cautiously experimenting with various methods to trigger the quest.

"Are you trying to exploit a bug with the God of Death?" Zhuang Ren couldn’t understand what Han Fei was doing anymore; it looked like recklessness but seemed to have a strong purpose.

Han Fei ignored Zhuang Ren, focused on solving the problem in his mind and closely observing the woman in the elevator, memorizing every detail about her.

"Besides the decorative small red flower on the ankle bracelet, there is also a tag and a key. Is that the key to her room or to her morgue drawer? Normally, few people wear such a thin red chain on their ankle."

Han Fei rose and walked over to the television, trying to manipulate the game character to adjust the viewpoint, but no matter what, he couldn’t make out the numbers on the woman’s anklet tag.

"Cough cough..." Zhuang Ren, who had changed into new clothes, coughed lightly and said somewhat offhandedly, "Although the Death Building Game is very realistic, it’s not that kind of game after all. Han Fei, why don’t you take the game home to study it, and we’ll go look for my family first?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Han Fei make another astonishing move.

If it were him playing, he would definitely stay far away from such a terrifying woman in the elevator, but Han Fei not only didn’t leave, he even ran into the elevator and moved around her, seemingly trying to yank her hair.

Zhuang Ren no longer knew how to persuade Han Fei. He had only known Han Fei for a few days but had witnessed him grow from an ignorant newbie to a player who brazenly pulled ghosts’ hair and seemed to have awakened some bizarre attribute through reckless actions.

"Why can’t I trigger the Soul Chaser quest?" Zhuang Ren simply couldn’t understand Han Fei’s anxiety. If he couldn’t see the Soul Chaser’s face, he probably would be killed by the Soul Chaser the next time he logged on.

Even if he was lucky and the Soul Chaser didn’t kill him, the Headless Gate God of room 4044 would still behead him.

In the past, enemies rarely camped his body, so logging off was a divine skill.

But last night, he had exited the game in front of the Gate God, which meant that he would still be in front of that same door when he logged on again.

What is a Gate God? A divine spirit guarding a door, as long as the door remains, the other party certainly won’t move haphazardly.

Han Fei had already been cornered, and the fact that he could still keep a cool head and try all sorts of methods to break out of the situation was already quite impressive.

"What step am I missing? Could this woman who’s always facing away from me be the Soul Chaser? But in my memory, the Soul Chaser should be a man, related to the tester who massacred the neighborhood years ago!"

Staring intently at the woman in red, as Han Fei pondered, the elevator doors in the game slowly closed.

Contrary to Han Fei’s expectations, the game character wasn’t killed by the closing doors; he stood harmoniously with the woman inside the elevator.

"This is making me a bit uncomfortable, why won’t she kill me?"

The elevator doors had closed, and Han Fei tried pressing the buttons on the control panel, but the elevator gave no response. That was until the woman, who originally stood in the corner, slowly turned around; to Han Fei’s surprise, even though she had turned, her back was still facing him.

"Can’t see the face? She couldn’t be the real Soul Chaser, could she?" Han Fei controlled his game character to get close to her, wanting to lift her long hair to see if there was a face underneath, but to no avail; she had no reaction.

He then pressed the pick-up button, repeatedly interacting with the person in red, but couldn’t obtain anything.

"She won’t kill me? There’s no prompt? What’s the deal with this woman in red?"

The elevator buttons were untouched, but it suddenly began moving downward. The originally normal cabin edges began to show mold-like substances, the silver-gray cabin slowly turning black, and the body of the woman in red twisted more and more.

It seemed she truly had no face. After circling around her once, Han Fei began to provoke even more aggressively. His intention was not to waste time, to get killed and restart, but the woman in red remained utterly indifferent.

Soon, the elevator stopped at the thirteenth floor.

The silver-gray elevator doors slowly opened, and a boy wearing teddy bear pajamas appeared at the door. He stood with his back to the elevator, his head hanging low, and his once cute bear pajamas were completely drenched in blood.

This child also had no visible face, and there was a fine chain around his ankle, from which hung a number similar to a doorplate.

The elevator doors closed, the boy stood at the door, the woman stood in the corner, and Han Fei was caught in the middle.

The Death Building’s elevator continuously descended, stopping at every floor, where a faceless person would board.

Gradually, Han Fei was squeezed into the middle of the elevator by those people, and at this time, the elevator stopped on the fourth floor.

The silver-gray elevator doors slowly opened, but no one boarded this time, and the exterior of the elevator was desolately empty.

The elevator doors remained open, and the atmosphere inside the cabin became eerier by the second. Roughly a dozen seconds later, all the people in red slowly raised their heads and turned their bodies, seemingly looking at Han Fei together.

"What does this mean? Do you want me to go down?"