My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 409: Multiple Combined Curse - Blood Debt!

Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Multiple Combined Curse - Blood Debt!

"How could the head of a top-tier company frequents a plastic surgery hospital? Does the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical need constant body maintenance?"

The already vanished plastic surgery hospital did not merely deal with cosmetic surgeries; backed by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, their service scope was astonishingly broad, which shocked Han Fei.

From brain treatments to organ and skeletal replacements, they even claimed they could slow down the aging process and extend human lifespans within certain limits.

This hospital had a staggering number of high-end clients, amassing wealth for Eternal Life Pharmaceutical beyond what most could imagine. Yet, this cash-printing hospital was shut down overnight, and all information about it disappeared from the internet.

Based on the limited clues he had found, Han Fei realized that the plastic surgery hospital was shut down voluntarily by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical itself, but the exact reason remained unknown to anyone.

"The hospital closed ten years ago, the same year the Human-body Puzzle case occurred."

The internet was filled with all sorts of information, but now, except for Han Fei, no one else cared about this hospital anymore.

Pulling out his smartphone, Han Fei called Li Xue, hoping she could keep an eye on cases related to plastic surgery and also investigate the hospital previously operated by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical.

No sooner had he spoken than Li Xue on the other end became highly vigilant.

Whenever Han Fei mentioned a place, there was an eighty percent chance that a homicide had occurred there.

Li Xue immediately contacted her superiors and urgently hung up the phone.

Seeing the police take his words so seriously, Han Fei felt quite proud.

Busy until nearly midnight, Han Fei checked the doors and windows before crawling into the game box.

"Focus, this time I want to see clearly who is standing behind me."

The biggest charm of "Perfect Life" was that it never allowed players to feel bored. Even though Han Fei had defeated the Butterfly, he dared not be careless now.

Putting on the game helmet, blood gradually covered his vision, and his consciousness appeared in that blood-red city.

Twisting his head desperately, Han Fei tried to see behind him, but just then, a bloody hand touched his shoulder.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei looked up at the ceiling, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints out of fear.

"Closer now!"

The bloody figure seemed to have glued itself to his back. He kept looking back, but he could see nothing.

"The process of logging into the game must be the process of consciousness entering the Deep World. The city turns from normal to bloody, and from bloody to the black night of the Deep World..."

"It feels like there’s a sea of blood-red between reality and the Deep World, with reality and the Deep World on opposite sides of this sea, like a mirror image."

"The Unspeakable being can see the process of my consciousness descending. Could that bloody person be another Unspeakable? But why target me? I don’t recall ever harboring any enmity with the Unspeakable, aside from possibly destroying several shrines,"

As he thought about it, Han Fei broke out in a cold sweat, "Why does it feel unusually cold after logging into the game today?"

Compared to previous gaming sessions, he could definitely feel something was off with his body, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what the problem was.

Subconsciously opening the attribute panel, Han Fei took a sharp breath of cool air. His panel looked the same as any normal player’s, but as the number of soul-summoning sessions increased, faint blood silk started appearing on his attribute panel.

Overall, it still looked normal, but this time when he logged in and opened the panel, it had turned a light black, and even his ID name was emitting an ominous black glow.

"What’s going on?"

Scrolling further, Han Fei saw that his Hidden Virtue had risen from 86 to 92, proving that using all of his Shadow Remuneration to help the families of victims was indeed rewarding.

If the increase in Hidden Virtue was still reasonable, the increase in reputation terrified Han Fei.

"When I exited the game, my reputation was only at 46, how did it jump to 71?"

Han Fei still didn’t know what his neighbors had done in his name. Just seeing the surge in reputation made him start to panic.

Continuing to scroll through the attribute page, he finally found the reason for his blackened attribute panel.

In the player game status section, besides the existing ongoing curses of Taboo and Evil Fiend, another curse as dark as the Abyss had been added.

"Blood Debt (Multiple Mixed Curses): Memories and all grudges too unspeakable to mention converge inside the shrine. Your pet, Big Evil, has been gnawing continuously at the god statues inside the shrine, damaging the shrine, and has incurred an immense blood debt!"

"Player charm reduced by five, and when you appear in areas protected by the damaged shrine, you will be destroyed by the eyes behind the shrine!"

"Blood debt must be paid in blood! The figure behind the shrine has been thoroughly enraged by you and has awakened from its slumber, searching the dark night for all who are related to the destruction of the shrine."

Looking at the attribute panel, Han Fei pursed his dry lips, "Destroying a shrine increases reputation by ten, so Big Evil has been continuously destroying the same region, the same two unspeakable shrines? Is it grabbing at the same unspeakable shrine’s wool?"

The player’s negative status bar only displays the top ten most dangerous states, and at this rate, Han Fei felt it wouldn’t be long before his character’s negative status bar was completely filled.

"As the sole source of hatred at the Plastic Surgery Hospital, I, Han Fei, am not too afraid of the unspeakable." Han Fei struggled to calm himself, hoping his neighbors won’t make any mistakes that would link everything to the Plastic Surgery Hospital.

"No, I must remind Bai Sinian right now. The unspeakable is already looking for them." Han Fei took out his death group chat cellphone and began communicating with a few Death Building owners who had left, only to find out that Bai Sinian and Big Evil had already separated from the group, and the owners were looking for the duo.

Han Fei had intended for Bai Sinian to keep an eye on Big Evil, but in reality, Big Evil had also gotten Bai Sinian lost.

"Could it be that Big Evil got too zealous?" Han Fei needed only to destroy five shrines to have enough reputation, but now he worried that Big Evil, in its frenzy, would lead Bai Sinian from one shrine to another, destroying each one they found.

"Forget it, worrying is useless. Once my blood volume recovers, it’s better for me to personally go find Big Evil."

Big Evil was a sign of great disaster, regarded by the system as the source of calamity. If left unchecked, it would definitely cause serious problems. However, Han Fei was more concerned about Bai Sinian — that security guard who was even afraid of ghost stories, could he survive around Big Evil?

Han Fei was about to put away his cellphone when suddenly, a Death Building owner staying on Ancestral Hall Street sent a message to the group chat.

Blood-red text appeared on the screen, and the content made Han Fei’s heart skip a beat.

"Has the monster from the Plastic Surgery Hospital started to enter the Death Building Area?"

According to what that Death Building owner said, numerous grudges wrapped in Life Ropes infiltrated the Death Building Area. They didn’t conflict with anyone and even deliberately avoided Ancestral Hall Street, just desperately rushing towards the deepest parts of the Death Building Area, as if something was compelling them to go to their deaths.

Exactly how many monsters entered the Death Building Area, that owner also wasn’t sure. The only certain thing was that the Death Building Area was no longer as safe as before.

"Is the Plastic Surgery Hospital probing the depths of the Death Building? If they know that Butterfly is truly dead, they will certainly try every means to obtain Butterfly’s ’legacy’."

Han Fei now had only a drop of blood left, and even a small grudge could easily kill him. He felt as if he had returned to the state when he first logged into the game, his nerves highly strained, being extremely cautious about every corner around him until he could log out.

"I’ll leave the task of increasing my reputation to the neighbors, but I have to find my own way to increase my hidden virtue. I’ve almost entirely used my film royalties from ’Mystery Novelist’ to help the victims’ families, yet even so, I am still eight points short of hidden virtue," he said.

Han Fei decided to focus temporarily on increasing his hidden virtue. He was determined to do good deeds non-stop, helping the grudges fulfill their last wishes.

"I must upgrade my shrine as soon as possible, otherwise, by the time the Plastic Surgery Hospital figures out the specifics of the Death Building Area, it will be tough to survive their attack with only a drop of blood left in me."

Han Fei didn’t want to become a burden to others. After staying for three hours at Yimin Private Academy, he, accompanied by Yinglong and Zhang Guanxing, completed a reserved G-rated task.

Now, a G-rated task could only reward Han Fei with one skill point, and even the experience was very little. He had retained these simplest tasks just to facilitate his exit from the game.

Once the logout button lit up, Han Fei checked in on his neighbors to ensure their safety and then directly logged off in the room next to Jin Sheng.

Removing the game helmet, Han Fei crawled out of the game box. It was just past three in the morning, marking the earliest he had ever exited the game.

"Ever since I bought this game box, it seems I haven’t really slept properly," he remarked.

Though it was still midnight, Han Fei had no inkling of sleepiness. He had become completely accustomed to the night, even finding comfort in staying in the dark.

Turning off the lights in his room, Han Fei clutched his blanket, looking at the crime scene photos on the wall: "Turns out I have already helped so many people, even though initially I was just trying to ensure I could survive well myself."

Turning on his phone, he found several unread emails, a large portion of which were from the victims’ families, thanking him for his assistance.

"Some people are already straining every nerve just to stay alive. They might not have entered the Deep World, but it’s also not easy for them," he pondered.

The pain of losing loved ones felt like needles piercing directly into the heart, always painful whenever recalled.

While the ultimate blame lay on Butterfly, all the suffering was being endured by them.

Previously, Han Fei hadn’t deeply interacted with them and couldn’t empathize, but after listening to so many of the deceased’s obsessions, he deeply changed.

A patient who once needed healing was now trying hard to heal others.

Thoughtfully responding to each victim’s family’s letter, to avoid disturbing their rest, he scheduled all of them to send in the morning.

After writing the last reply, Han Fei still felt no drowsiness; idly browsing through his phone, something suddenly came to his mind, prompting him to open the photo album on his phone.

Lying in bed, Han Fei immediately sat up, his eyes fixed on the phone screen, his fingers slowly scrolling down.

Four more photos had appeared in his phone album, all depicting him playing the game.

The doors and windows were all tightly closed, and clearly, he was alone in the room. Who then was using his phone to take photos?

Examining the photos carefully, the times were all when Han Fei was playing the game at night with no fixed schedule.

Comparing several photos, Han Fei noticed something odd—all the photos had a small shadow at the top.

The first three photos weren’t too apparent, but the fourth, taken after he had switched to the game box, appeared to show a distorted person crouching on top of the game box, seemingly trying to crawl inside.

"It seems like the photographer wanted to document the presence of the shadow. Was he trying to warn me in this manner?"

"The photographer is in this room, but he hasn’t harmed me. Instead, he left behind these photos. Why didn’t he just tell me directly? Could it be that he can’t appear when I am awake?"

Looking at the photos in his phone, Han Fei hazarded a guess, "Could the one who took these shadow pictures... be Kuangxiao?"

Although Han Fei had encountered such an event previously, he had no time to reflect on it as he had to deal with Butterfly’s pursuit. Now, he was prepared to thoroughly understand what was happening to him.

Not just now, but also the past.

Some memories were too blurry and painful that he instinctively resisted recalling them.

But now he was different from before; he was ready to face all the truths.

"First, I need to install surveillance throughout my home to see how my phone was taking photos while I was playing the game."

It was still dark when Han Fei ordered the equipment and then he headed early to the Meat Factory Courtyard for Family.

After more than a month of filming, ’Mystery Novelist,’ an exceedingly rare domestic psychological thriller drama, was finally about to wrap up.

The entire drama was filmed under police surveillance, even experiencing a serious case during the process, resulting in a tumultuous production.

Even without starting promotions, the drama had already garnered substantial attention, touted as a hit before its airing.

Han Fei had taken a break midway, but after a few days of reshooting, he was the first actor to finish filming.

After killing all his alternate personalities, genuinely emerging as Spider from the room, Spider’s absurd world merged with reality, yet what Spider saw was different from reality.

He stood at the intersection of two worlds, stretching his hand out of the nightmare.

Substituting any other actor would have been hard to replicate this scene laden with complex emotions, but Han Fei performed it flawlessly.

In his portrayal, everyone saw the true Spider, a being who had slain eight versions of himself, someone abandoned by the world but still in love with it.

Undisputedly, the entire drama concluded under the lone act of Han Fei’s portrayal of Spider, leaving the world with a silhouette, just like Han Fei himself in reality.