My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 380: Room 4444 in the Depths of the Nightmare

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Room 4444 in the Depths of the Nightmare

Chapter 380 The Room 4444 Deep in the Nightmare

Deep love? Wife? Wishing nothing more than to devour her?

This was the first time Xu Qin had heard such words in the Deep World. They were so straightforward, without a hint of disguise, yet they didn’t seem repulsive.

"The Soul of Evil is the most unfettered, the most authentic Han Fei."

The words of the Mirror God echoed in her ears, and Xu Qin’s fingers unconsciously tightened around the dinner knife. Even as a Curse Aggregation, even being powerful enough to dare to confront a Large-Scaled Grudge head-on, her expression changed upon hearing the words of the Soul of Evil.

I saw you as the cute big boy next door, yet you harbored such thoughts towards me... Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

As the voice of the Soul of Evil fell, silence engulfed the surroundings; the entire world seemed to have quieted down.

"How is there an unexpected gain here?" Li Zai covered his mouth, his face alight with excitement, spreading an ominous and disastrous aura: "Given the Building Chief of Building One’s character, do you think he might have intentionally used this soul’s mouth to say the words he himself didn’t dare to? That guy is capable of anything."

"We are..." Cry, having survived several tribulations and grown a lot from the pain suffered in Beast Alley, was about to step forward and speak but was pulled back again by Yinglong.

He looked at Yinglong with confusion, as if to ask why do you always pull me back? Including that time in Beast Alley, this should be the second time.

The Blood Clothes fluttered lightly, and the Soul of Evil was very clever. Through everyone’s expressions, he had already understood a lot of things, but he simply didn’t bother to disguise them, or perhaps, he disdained to do so.

"All of you feel very familiar to me, you must know me!" The Soul of Evil turned around, Old Ghost’s massive body exerting a pressure that ordinary Grudges could hardly bear: "Tell me! What kind of person am I? Why was I soul-summoned here?"

The Soul of Evil was very puzzled now. Old Ghost said that those soul-summoned into the Death Building were living people at the brink of death. That meant he was a living person before being soul-summoned. But how could a living person know so many ghosts? What kind of Underworld social circle was this?

The more he learned about himself, the more the Soul of Evil desired to know the answers. The feeling of having forgotten himself was too painful.

"You are the Building Chief of Building One in the Happiness Residential Community, the most gentle, most dependable, most trustworthy person I’ve ever met," spoke Xu Qin, who had been silent: "Every ghost here has been saved by you at some point, and that’s why they would risk danger, even if their souls might scatter, to enter the Death Building to fetch you."

"Gentle? Dependable? Trustworthy?" Blood soaked half of the Soul of Evil’s face as he pondered these words with a face full of malice.

The fact that people from the Happiness Residential Community entered the Death Building was true, and the feeling that they emitted something familiar was also true. Therefore, what they said must also be true.

"I’ve saved so many people, indeed I must be a really good person." The Soul of Evil accepted this fact.

His eyes filled with wickedness looked at Xu Qin again, that strange hunger pouncing once more, as if by a vocational habit that could not be exorcised no matter what, the more he looked, the hungrier he got.

Just as he was about to utter more wolfish words, the Headless Door God on the floor slowly climbed up, dragging a body invaded by black hair, running towards the depths of the Closet World.

Something in the wardrobe seemed to be calling to the Door God, and the Soul of Evil also wanted to find out who he really was, but there was no time left now.

More important than figuring out who he was, was devouring the Headless Door God, allowing Old Ghost to complete his breakthrough once and for all.

With arms outstretched, the Old Ghost controlled by the Soul of Evil resembled a dragon shrouded in black hatred, rampaging through the Closet World.

The ghost and monsters originally living in the Closet World kept their distance from the Soul of Evil. As for those immobile wardrobe monsters, the Old Ghost tore their mouths apart.

What was eerie was that the bellies of these wardrobe monsters were plugged up, making it impossible to leave from inside them.

Chasing all the way, passing countless Blood Clothes, the Old Ghost and the people from the Happiness Residential Community reached the center of the Closet World.

It seemed like the other wardrobe passages weren’t connected to this place, the spot they were at now could only be reached by the wardrobe of room 4044.

"The Gate God disappeared here?"

What appeared before everyone was a pool stacked with Blood Clothes, each one inscribed with a person’s name, as if every garment represented a living person.

Lifting up the clothes, at the very bottom of the Blood Pool, the Old Ghost found another wardrobe.

This wardrobe looked utterly ordinary, with a large lock hanging on it, emitting a foul smell, and someone had used their nails to scratch a sentence on the door—"I was born with a special ability, I don’t need to blindfold my eyes, the world I see is still pitch-black."

This cabinet seemed to have once contained something, and all its eating, drinking, and excreting happened within, so even after a very long time, a stench still wafted from inside.

That stench was the smell of rotting souls, so repulsive that even grudges would feel uncomfortable upon smelling it.

"We entered here through the wardrobe in room 4044. If the wardrobe is a passage, then which room would be connected behind this wardrobe?"

Various footprints could barely be made out next to the decrepit wardrobe; over the past decade, countless people saw this place in their nightmares, but a lucky few managed to leave, while others were left behind forever.

There was no trace of the Gate God, and the fragments of the god statues also disappeared right before this wardrobe.

"This cabinet looks like a chunk of rotten flesh, full of pustules, and emits a nauseating smell." The Soul of Evil controlling the Old Ghost grabbed the lock on the cabinet, and the black fire symbolizing hatred burned on the chains. He exerted all his strength to open the doors of the wardrobe!

...

The numbers on the elevator display kept changing, and Han Fei’s heartbeat quickened as the floor numbers turned negative.

The interior of the Death Building had already been tormented beyond recognition. The song, the elegy, and the Soul of Evil, these three forces, each more insane than the last, caused the building to shake continuously as if it might collapse at any moment.

"Is everyone hiding well?" Holding the smartphone with Yinghuo, Han Fei used the Owners’ Mutual Aid Group to keep in constant contact with the owners inside the building, "It seems the Soul of Evil has long known that a large amount of Death Intent is buried beneath the Death Building. He must have smashed so much floor glass to use the song to attract Death Intent. With a deceptive move, if I were him, I would take this chance to leave amidst the chaos, waiting for the fight inside to simmer down before looking for the opportunity to return."

Han Fei didn’t understand the Soul of Evil, but he understood himself. Without much thought, he could roughly guess the motive of the Soul of Evil.

"This madman has also indirectly helped me out. After the Death Intent is activated, the underground should be relatively safer." Han Fei patted Laisheng on the head, then took another look at Yinghuo, who appeared lost. In comparison to the Soul of Evil who had the Old Ghost, Han Fei had nothing, but that wouldn’t stop him from moving forward.

Soon the number on the elevator display changed to negative four. Han Fei hadn’t pressed any buttons, yet the elevator doors opened on their own at that level.