My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 412: The Complete Blood-colored Paperman

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: The Complete Blood-colored Paperman

Red blood coated his eye sockets, and Han Fei had never figured out whether the real world was smeared red in that instant or if it was just his own vision that was solidified by the bloody hue.

In the process of consciousness descent, Han Fei could feel something approaching from behind, but he just couldn’t turn his head to see it.

With all his might, he could only catch a glimpse of a bloody arm.

The singing voice that held the elder’s head still hid in a building near the Plastic Surgery Hospital, staring intently at Han Fei’s back.

Apart from the singing voice, in the depths of the boundless city, another swath of blood-red was roaming; it seemed to be searching for the little bug that had damaged its shrine.

Opening his eyes, a faint musty smell entered his nostrils, and Han Fei found himself within the Yimin Private Academy.

Without the system’s prompt ringing in his ear, Han Fei’s suspended heart gradually settled down.

He really feared that as soon as he opened his eyes, Big Evil would have triggered a few more curse status on him.

He opened the Attribute Panel, and although the negative curses hadn’t increased, the multi-layered mixed curse, Blood Debt, had changed—it now included the phrase "Undying and Endless" at the end of its description.

It was evident that Big Evil had indeed enraged the Unspeakable.

"Reputation has risen to eighty-four, and it seems Big Evil has destroyed another shrine; my Hidden Virtue has reached ninety-six, just four points shy of a hundred."

Watching the steadily increasing numbers, Han Fei’s hands clenched slowly: "In two more days, I should be able to rid myself of being at death’s door."

The system had said that for a Level 15 player to build their own shrine, the death rate was one hundred percent—it certainly wasn’t just trying to scare Han Fei.

If it weren’t for the full-on help from his neighbors, it would have been impossible for Han Fei to complete the shrine upgrade while only having one drop of blood left.

This was merely the first step in establishing a shrine, a threshold, and only by crossing this threshold could one be preliminarily recognized.

Han Fei opened the room door, and there stood Yinglong, Zhang Guanxing, and Ying Yue holding a fish tank—taking turns to keep watch since Han Fei logged out.

"Shop Manager, the school here has become unsafe," Yinglong approached as soon as he saw Han Fei come out, with a grave look on his face.

"Has the ghost from the Plastic Surgery Hospital entered here?"

"We found severed Life Ropes near the school and encountered some strange things from other areas," Yinglong recalled the scenes from the previous night, "At first we thought they were just Lonely Ghosts and Monsters, but after closer contact, we found that they were completely different from normal ghosts and monsters—their bodies, facial features, and even their souls and consciousness had been tampered with."

"Tampered with?"

"It felt like making incisions into a person’s soul, sculpting a living being into an evil shape, and completely unleashing their despair and insanity," Yinglong said with a somber face, "There’s no longer any trace of humanity in those creatures; perhaps it’s more appropriate to call them monsters."

While Yinglong was speaking, Ying Yue suddenly tugged at Han Fei’s clothes and started gesticulating something with her hands.

After watching for a while, Han Fei finally understood what Ying Yue was trying to say: "Are you suggesting that the previous Building Chief also possessed a similar ability?"

The same as sculpting a soul, changing the shape of the living, but the previous Building Chief used this power to seal away obsessions and pain.

He had used a similar ability on the residents of Happiness Residential Community, such as Meng Shi and Ying Yue, locking away the hatred, pain, and unbearable memories in everyone’s hearts, forcibly stripping them away.

Take Meng Shi for example, the old lady had always been living in false memories, still believing that she and her grandson had not died.

Han Fei had once tried to tell the old woman that she was already dead, but the result was that the sorrow deep inside the old lady’s heart was touched, and a fierce monster emerged from the back of her head.

"The monster you saw is most likely from the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area. Did the previous Building Chief have abilities similar to the hatred associated with the Plastic Surgery Hospital?" Han Fei suddenly thought of something else. When he was investigating information related to the Plastic Surgery Hospital in reality, he discovered a very strange point: the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical often frequented the plastic surgery hospital run by his own family.

"Normal plastic surgery changes appearance, but the transformations that Fu Sheng and those monsters from the Deep World go through change the soul." Han Fei remembered a rumor online that Eternal Life Pharmaceutical was a leading company in brain nerve and brain area research. The plastic surgery hospital they operated even offered services that changed a person’s personality, endowing an ordinary person with a formidable psychological quality and various character traits conducive to success.

Of course, this was just a rumor, and now that hospital had been shut down, all evidence had been destroyed.

"It seems there is some connection between Fu Sheng and the Plastic Surgery Hospital. Otherwise, Gesheng wouldn’t have entered the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area and kept hinting at something to me."

Ying Yue didn’t know much about the previous Building Chief Fu Sheng, so Han Fei turned to look at the room where Jin Sheng was.

Fu Sheng had once taught at Yimin Private Academy, and Jin Sheng was another one of his experimental subjects. Unfortunately, Fu Sheng did not succeed in helping Jin Sheng recover, but instead caused Jin Sheng to be trapped in despair, sinking deeper and deeper.

Han Fei tried calling out Jin Sheng’s name, but there was no response.

The curse that Jin Sheng left for Han Fei seemed to have exhausted all of his strength, and now he was in a deep sleep of some sort.

"If Jin Sheng can’t wake up, then Yimin Private Academy is indeed not safe."

After pondering for a moment, Han Fei entered one of the classrooms in the teaching building. Before leaving Yimin Private Academy, he still had one thing to do.

"Soul-summoning!"

He chanted Huang Ying’s name toward the torn Ghost Gate, and in the Blood Sea, a blood-colored koi swam against the current, leaping out of the water.

Desks and chairs were knocked over, and a man wearing a super rare hidden outfit quietly appeared.

Compared to the previous few times, Huang Ying’s aura had clearly changed, possessing somewhat of a number-one-person-of-the-Shallow-World vibe.

"Brother Huang Ying, you seem to have gotten stronger." Han Fei lightly patted Huang Ying’s shoulder and glanced at his attributes.

Huang Ying had already reached Level 19, and with an A-level talent, Nightmare, he learned brain power-related skills very quickly. By now, he had maxed out all the abilities of the Blood Doctor and possessed a certain combat capability.

Even in the Deep World, he could run away from regrettable hands at lower levels. However, if he met a Grudge, he would probably still be more unlucky than lucky, as most Grudges had already developed their own special abilities.

"Why do I still shiver involuntarily when I see you, even though I’ve already reached Level 19?" Huang Ying was somewhat helpless, feeling as if there was no difference from when he was Level 1 in front of Han Fei.

"You’ve been working very hard," Han Fei consoled him after checking Huang Ying’s attributes.

Players from the Shallow World simply couldn’t compare with Han Fei, who had two hidden professions, a slew of titles, and passive abilities. Although Han Fei was lower in level than Huang Ying, his attributes were much better.

Another point was that the Deep World was like Purgatory; the mere act of surviving there meant that a person had been tempered to be incredibly formidable.

Even setting aside humans, Huang Ying couldn’t even beat Han Fei’s pet, Big Evil.

"Start packing things up to go back; that security guard uncle will probably patrol here soon."

As soon as Han Fei uttered these words, Huang Ying immediately went full throttle, constantly placing items into his storage bag, not daring to waste a second, all the while muttering to himself as if he were possessed.

Watching Huang Ying’s nervousness, Han Fei shook his head. Who would have thought the number-one-person-of-the-Shallow-World would be so afraid of a private academy’s security guard?

After expanding his storage bag, Huang Ying moved enough items this time to last him for a while.

Having sent Huang Ying off with the "Soul-returning" skill, Han Fei locked the classroom door. Accompanied by Ying Yue and Yinglong, he completed another reserved G-level task and then rushed to the Death Building.

As the black fog dissipated, walking on the ground engulfed by the Curse, Han Fei occasionally saw fragments of Life Ropes.

The monsters that had run out from the Plastic Surgery Hospital were slowly approaching the Death Building, but they hadn’t made any rash moves yet because they were still uncertain about the Butterfly’s condition.

"Monsters in the Deep World can never be completely eradicated, as long as the night doesn’t recede, nowhere can be considered a safe zone."

It was with great difficulty that Han Fei had managed to clean up the Death Building Area, and now new ghosts and monsters had already emerged, only a few days apart.

"Why are you here?"

A man’s voice came from around the corner of the corridor. Limping, the Shop Manager came over. His attitude towards Han Fei had improved a lot after learning about his mother’s situation through Han Fei.

"Are you helping the security guard on his shift?" Han Fei saw his acquaintanceship with the Shop Manager as a case of no quarrel, no acquaintance, at least that’s what he believed.

"No... I’m here to pick up money." After speaking, the Shop Manager picked up the Curse-afflicted paper money from the ground and treasured it like a treasure, stuffing it into the wooden box behind him.

On the night of the Soul-returning, the singing destroyed the other three buildings in the Death Building residential community, and many pieces of Paper Money were scattered among the hazardous buildings.

"Then you carry on, be careful."

"Oh, right." The Shop Manager stopped when he reached Han Fei and rummaged through the wooden box, pulling out a Soul Bell full of cracks: "After the Butterfly died, most of the Soul Bells burst apart, only this bell remained intact. You seem to particularly like collecting Cursed items, so take this Soul Bell as my way of saying thanks for saving my life."

After placing the Soul Bell in front of Han Fei, the Shop Manager once again dug out a large pile of Paperman Fragments from the wooden box: "I remember you seemed to have a blood-colored Paperman, which is somewhat similar to the ones in the Death Building. I’ve collected a big pile of Paperman Fragments these days. They contain Curses and other stuff that should be useful to you."

The Shop Manager truly lived up to his name, giving gifts that were precisely to Han Fei’s liking.

"Thank you." Han Fei felt he should give particular attention to cultivating the Shop Manager. After all, how could a perfect game lack such a key character as the Shop Manager?

"It’s what I should do, what I should do." Dragging his wooden box, the Shop Manager ran back into the damaged Building No. 1, continuing to collect his paper money.

Picking up the Soul Bell from the ground, Han Fei’s mind instantly received a system notification.

"Player No. 0000 please note! Death Building Owners group goodwill has broken through ten, you’ve obtained a daily random reward—Soul-guiding Bell."

"Soul-guiding Bell (Damaged, F-grade Cursed Item): One of the required items for the Soul-summoning Ceremony, it can greatly increase the success rate of soul-summoning even when key information like the eight characters of a birthdate and photos are missing."

"Player No. 0000 please note! You have received the Shop Manager’s reward—a large amount of Paperman Fragments."

"A large amount of Paperman Fragments (F-grade Curse Material): Soaked with Death Intent and Curses, these fragments can help you repair specific Cursed items."

After reading the system notification, Han Fei placed even more importance on the Shop Manager, who among all the owners in the building, was the only one sharp-minded enough to discover what Han Fei really needed.

He appeared very greedy, but in reality, he was extremely astute.

"I almost missed out on another talent. Maybe in the future, I can have him manage the Yimin Convenience Store and expand the store throughout the Deep World."

Han Fei didn’t waste any time. He found a safe room, released the Blood-colored Paperman, and then started feeding it the Paperman Fragments from within the Death Building.

As it absorbed all the Paperman Fragments, the Body of the Blood-colored Paperman slowly grew bigger as if it were truly becoming Xu Qin.

"Life-size Paperman?"

Han Fei had only ever seen life-size body pillows before, and this was the first time he had owned a life-size Paperman.

"Player No. 0000 please note! Your Cursed Item has been repaired!"

"Cursed Paperman (F-grade): Its eyes are filled with the most venomous Curse, its body is soaked with the coldest Death Intent, it was supposed to be buried forever, but the person who loved you the most has given it a new life."

An F-grade Cursed Item and G-grade are completely different concepts. Just having it sitting there was enough to deter people from approaching.

"What does this system introduction mean? Could it be that only the most loved one can give life to a Paperman?"

Han Fei was about to put away the Paperman when, the moment he touched it, the Paperman’s eyes opened. In that instant, it was as if Xu Qin was staring right at him.

"The Paperman’s veins are filled with the same blood as Xu Qin’s; it feels as if Xu Qin could see me through this Paperman’s eyes."

After securing the Paperman, Han Fei gets ready to do the last thing for tonight.

He found Feng Ziyu, arranged a few things, then took Ying Yue to the top floor of the Death Building.

Tonight, Han Fei was planning to do another soul-summoning, knowing full well that the "Soul-returning" had already been used, and if he was soul-summoning again now, that meant he never intended to let the other party return.

"Players of the Shallow World, the more they practice Spirit Communication, the easier they are to be summoned. But no matter, if it doesn’t work this time, there will be a next time. They’re watching me all the time in reality, so I’ll watch over them every night in the Deep World."

After learning what Flowing Light and the others had done, Han Fei had already figured out how to respond.

Recalling all the information provided by Jin Jun, Han Fei first used his only active attack ability—Curse Word.

"Tonight, you will be enveloped by Dark Energy, and when you open your eyes, you will see another world."

"You fear and tremble, you are cowardly and weak, you are bullied by hundreds of ghosts, and you will never be able to escape."

The Soul Bell in his hand began to shake. Han Fei, staring at the blood-red attribute panel, whispered two words.

"Soul-summoning!"

The Ghost Gate was torn apart by the Blood Sea, and faces of ghosts floated above the sea. Recalling the image of a person from a photo provided by Jin Jun, Han Fei spoke a name with a chilling voice.

The Soul Bell clanged, a corpse in the Blood Sea turned over, and a tiny maggot was pierced by Blood Silk.

The Ghost Gate closed, and another person appeared in the washroom in front of Han Fei.

The man had just ripped off his clothes, his face flushed red and was screaming the name of the Game Guide NPC, like a rutting pig.

"Did it work?"

Putting away the Soul Bell, Han Fei covered Ying Yue’s eyes and picked her up to leave.

Blood began to spread across the floor, and one shadow after another entered the room.