My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 354: The Gesheng Used for Soul-summoning

Chapter 354: Chapter 354: The Gesheng Used for Soul-summoning

Han Fei lifted the stuffed black box with one hand, astonishing Zhuang Ren with his strength once again, as he knew very well the weight of that box.

"You’re this strong?"

"How can one be an actor without a special skill?" Han Fei had also noticed the changes in his body. When he first got the black box from the elderly man, he needed to use both hands just to barely lift it. Now, he could lift it with only one hand, albeit with some difficulty, but it was still a terrifying change.

"After we get there, just listen to my arrangements, you have to be patient. Remember, I will never harm you," Han Fei said as he pushed open the door to Zhuang Ren’s house, and after a long time, Zhuang Ren finally stepped out of his room again.

The sun shone on the two men. Both Zhuang Ren and Han Fei enjoyed this moment, though the warm sunlight was quickly blocked by clouds.

Han Fei took Zhuang Ren to the residential area where Jin Jun lived. As Xinhu’s most famous entertainment reporter, although Jin Jun did not live in the Smart District, it wasn’t because he couldn’t afford a place there; rather, his profession demanded he keep a low profile.

Zhuang Ren’s identity was sensitive, so Han Fei was extremely careful the whole way, only relaxing after Jin Jun opened the door to his apartment and the three of them entered.

"Han Fei, ever since I left my house, I’ve felt like someone was watching me. That strange feeling only disappeared now," Zhuang Ren said uneasily. "I’m just an old wreck, nobody should be targeting me."

"You’ll stay here today and do as I say," Han Fei instructed as Jin Jun gave Zhuang Ren a new game account.

"What is this?"

"It’s a game; you can think of it as another type of ’Death Building Game,’" Han Fei led the older man into the game box, himself connecting all the cables and repeatedly checking them, and then asked Zhuang Ren to activate the account.

It was Zhuang Ren’s first experience with immersive gaming. He followed Han Fei’s instructions step by step. However, just as he activated the account, an alarm suddenly went off inside the game box.

The door of the game box automatically opened, and Zhuang Ren, lying inside, looked confused: "What’s happening?"

"People with severe heart disease and brain conditions cannot play ’Perfect Life’; the game box automatically performs checks, and when it encounters such conditions, it alarms," Jin Jun brought over three drinks. Although he was a paparazzo and did some questionable work, he was a righteous man who remembered Han Fei saving his life.

"But I don’t have any of the diseases you mentioned! My heart and brain are very healthy," Zhuang Ren panicked, as he was already prepared to meet his family and didn’t expect this to happen.

"It’s probably not due to any disease," Han Fei said, standing beside the game box and frowning. "Did anything unusual happen when you were launching the game?"

"I couldn’t seem to activate the account at all. These cables couldn’t seem to recognize my consciousness," Zhuang Ren felt helpless. "What should I do?"

"You once wore an Emotion Healing Device created by the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, that device might have altered something deep in your consciousness," Han Fei had Zhuang Ren try several more times, but all attempts failed, and ’Perfect Life’ refused Zhuang Ren’s login.

This interesting discovery made Han Fei reconsider Zhuang Ren, who might not even know how special he truly was.

"Can’t I see my family then?" When Zhuang Ren first learned he could see his family, he felt much better and even joked with Han Fei. However, as he failed to log in to the game, his entire demeanor fell, and he seemed to age several years in an instant.

"I have another alternative plan. Just wait here for a moment." Han Fei took out his mobile phone and called Li Xue, hoping to borrow the latest Auxiliary Treatment Device from the police.

A few weeks ago, Han Fei used the Auxiliary Treatment Device developed by Deep Space Technology to summon Mingmei to Deep World and punished the murderer of Ying Yue.

Now he wanted to try the same method, which might work since the Auxiliary Treatment Device did not need to recognize specific identity information to activate.

"Sister Li Xue, I have a favor to ask you."

"Didn’t we just talk this morning? Have you made a new discovery?" Li Xue’s voice carried a hint of surprise.

"I need your help; could you help me borrow one of the latest Auxiliary Treatment Devices from Deep Space Technology? It’s the one I saw in use at the detention center."

"Why do you need an Auxiliary Treatment Device? Are you experiencing psychological issues?" Out of concern, Li Xue asked a few questions but still helped Han Fei submit a request to the leadership.

Han Fei was a key figure in capturing the ’Butterfly’, and it was crucial that nothing went wrong with him at this juncture.

"Li Xue, we urgently need it here. Can you help me get approval before nightfall?"

"Our leader has personally asked on your behalf, so it shouldn’t be a problem," she replied.

"There’s one more thing I’d like to consult with you," Han Fei took out the music box from the black box. "Does your police department have any technical experts who can help me restore the lyrics of this song and what it means to convey?"

He pressed the switch on the music box, and the eerie song began to play in Jin Jun’s room.

"This is a song from a music box."

"I can’t hear it clearly, and the recording is also very fuzzy, so it can’t be analyzed by computer. Why don’t you come directly to the police station?"

After checking the time, Han Fei asked Zhuang Ren to stay at Jin Jun’s house while he rushed nonstop to the police station.

Since waking up from the game, Han Fei had hardly rested at all.

Entering the police station, Li Xue led Han Fei to the technical department where they recorded the song from the music box and used big data to compare it, but to everyone’s surprise, there was no information about this song on the internet.

"This shouldn’t be, as long as it exists on the internet, it should leave a trace." Li Xue and the others were preparing to try other methods when the department door was suddenly pushed open.

Li Xue’s mentor and the police officer who had always protected him returned to the police station with an unopened Auxiliary Treatment Device.

"I really had to swallow my pride to borrow this. If his psyche is affected, it could hinder the arrest... Han Fei? When did you get here?" Li Xue’s mentor set the device aside, and when he was just about to greet Han Fei, he suddenly heard the strange song coming from the music box.

The lyrics, unclearly sung by a mix of a woman’s and a child’s voices, intertwined with each other like knotted rope.

"Where did you get this song from?" Li Xue’s mentor listened carefully for a while, his expression gradually becoming strange.

"I found it, have you heard this song before?" Han Fei nonchalantly moved the music box in front of himself.

"This isn’t even a song, turn off all the machines first." The old man’s expression was stern, as if he knew something.

All the devices were turned off, leaving only the eerie song from the music box filling the room.

"The song was pre-recorded and would play as soon as the music box was opened, exactly like another music box from fourteen years ago." The aura emanating from the old man had completely changed from before, his solemn appearance was a bit frightening.

"Fourteen years ago?"

"Fourteen years ago, on April 4th, a tragedy occurred in Xinhu. A residential building caught fire. A music teacher and her child were trapped. By the time they were rescued from the fire, they were nearly gone. But then something no one expected happened, after being rescued, the critically injured child miraculously woke up from a deep coma, while his mother lost all vital signs and left this world completely."

"But what does this have to do with the music box?"

"When the boy regained consciousness, he kept crying. Initially, the doctors thought it was due to physical pain, but upon questioning, they found out. During the coma, the child had a terrifying dream where his gentle mother seemed to have transformed, hitting and berating him relentlessly, trying to drive him out of the house. After his mother finally forced him to leave the house with a knife, he woke up." The old man recounted some details of that case.

"It feels like the mother was trying to save her child, that room probably represented death. Leaving the room was the only way to return to reality." Han Fei found the story somewhat moving.

"Maybe." The old man, not a believer in spirits, thought it was all a self-disruption of consciousness, "The child’s body was severely burned, turning him into a monster. He couldn’t leave the ICU, and during the subsequent treatment, he constantly spoke of missing his mother, which was absolutely heart-wrenching."

"This child is indeed quite pitiful." Li Xue spoke up, but Han Fei seemed to have realized something else.

The old man spoke of a case, not an accident.

"Don’t be deceived by appearances." The old man’s eyes were calm, emotionless, "Through our thorough investigation, we finally found the cause of the fire—it was deliberate arson, and the arsonist was that very child. No one knows why he did it. Perhaps the only person who knew the truth was the mother, but unfortunately, she was already dead."

"The child set the fire? Why did he do that?"

"We found the child’s father, and he wasn’t the slightest bit happy to know his child was alive. He said the child was a monster, an unfortunate harbinger of disaster. He had always known the child would kill someone, just not that he would act so soon." Li Xue’s mentor startlingly revealed, "The child was very young, but already mentally mature. We did not disturb him, and based on his statements, we created a fabricated world for him. As we dug deeper, we discovered more bizarre things."

The old man listened to the strange song from the music box, inhaled deeply, "The boy said he missed his mother very much and wanted to find her relics. He hoped the medical staff would go to his house and find a music box that he said was his mother’s favorite thing."

"We found the music box in his house, but after confirmation by the child’s father, it turned out that the music box was not an item belonging to the boy’s mother."

"Later, the medical staff gave the music box to the boy. He held it every day, conversing with the song inside as if the box contained his real mother."

"Then more eerie things happened. The young child went completely mad, often speaking the most horrific things in the most innocent of tones, causing great shock to people."

"After receiving the music box, his condition became unstable and he soon passed away one night."

"During subsequent investigations, we compiled all the data, and only two things could be surely determined."

"The boy mentioned a strange name—Fu Sheng—in his mutterings. He wanted to kill Fu Sheng, saying everything was Fu Sheng’s sin, why should he bear it? However, among the people the child knew, there was no one named Fu Sheng."

"Another point is that we carefully discerned every sentence in the song, and conjectured that the song seemed to be used for soul-summoning."

The old man’s words left Han Fei unable to calm down for a long time. He never expected to hear the name Fu Sheng from Li Xue’s mentor, nor did he expect the unspeakable song to be used for soul-summoning.

"It feels like soul-summoning is quite troublesome for others, involving many steps and having significant side effects, is this ability that strenuous?"

Han Fei began to reassess the ability of soul-summoning, but aside from that, he pondered more about his own exclusive talent ability—Soul-returning.