My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 423: Unspeakable Level Ability

Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Unspeakable Level Ability

Sitting on the black coffin left behind by the singing, Han Fei cradled the curse-engraved music box in his hands, humming a soul-summoning tune almost leisurely, as his fingers lightly tapped on the coffin lid.

His reputation value continued to rise as if he had opened Pandora’s box, releasing all the pent-up desires and hatreds of his neighbors.

As time ticked by, the attribute panel in Han Fei’s eyes underwent another change.

When his reputation also reached one hundred, Han Fei set down the music box and slowly walked over to his shrine.

Lifting the thick black cloth, the shrine concealed his god statue, a version of himself in hysterical laughter, which felt both alien and familiar to him.

"I’ve finally survived the hardest first stage."

Surviving in the Deep World for several days with only a drop of blood left, Han Fei achieved what was previously unthinkable, impossible for anyone, even the former Building Chief, Fu Sheng.

Actually, from a very early point, Han Fei had achieved many things that Fu Sheng had never managed, he just hadn’t realized it himself yet.

Reaching his arm into the shrine, Han Fei’s fingertips touched his own god statue. The moment he made contact, all the memory fragments in his brain began to vibrate; from the depths of his memory ocean, a terrifying laugh echoed, and the figure standing in the Blood-colored Orphanage raised its head, seemingly attempting to walk out of the orphanage.

"Player number 0000, please take note! You have met the conditions for upgrading your shrine. Would you like to upgrade?"

"Yes!"

Pressing the confirmation button, Han Fei’s fingers seemed to be bonded by a force to the shrine, feeling the connection between himself and the shrine deepening, as if they were bound together by an invisible rope.

It was also at this moment that Han Fei discovered that the god statue in his shrine seemed to have been given life; harming the god statue seemed like harming himself.

The Hidden Virtue value in his attribute panel rapidly decreased, and as Han Fei’s Hidden Virtue disappeared, the god statue began emitting an indescribable vitality.

After devouring Han Fei’s one hundred Hidden Virtue, the god statue in the shrine opened its eyes!

Those eyes contained flames of madness and despair, watching him as if seeing his own crazed laughter!

"It’s too similar..."

The bond between the god statue and Han Fei enveloped them like flames, consuming their memories together.

Invisible flames spread over Han Fei’s body, burning all the way to the depths of his brain until they nearly reached the position of the Black Box before suddenly disappearing.

"Player number 0000, please take note! Your shrine has successfully been upgraded to level one! The shrine will randomly generate an Unspeakable-level ability based on the player’s physical tolerance and soul characteristics!"

"Player number 0000, please take note! Your shrine has successfully unlocked the first ability—Soul Fog."

"Soul Fog (shrine exclusive passive ability): Your soul is eternally wrapped in fog, and no one can see the real you, including yourself."

"Once this ability is activated, the area near the shrine will be enveloped in fog—silence, despair, desolation. Even Unspeakable beings cannot see through the fog."

"With this passive ability, all your attributes, physical condition, and soul will be concealed by the Soul Fog, and no one can see through you."

"Player number 0000, please take note! The second upgrade of the shrine needs a reputation of five hundred and five hundred Hidden Virtue. Please level up as soon as possible! Otherwise, the continuously spreading fog may attract the attention of the most terrifying entities in the Deep World, and you may be considered an enemy by everyone!"

Faint fog drifted out of the shrine, concealing the god statue and shrouding the ancestral hall before dispersing further into the distance.

Standing amidst the fog, Han Fei felt nothing unusual, as if he were in his mother’s embrace; the mist actually brought him comfort.

Having successfully upgraded the shrine to level one, Han Fei also obtained his first Unspeakable-level ability, though it was another passive one.

"Soul Fog can influence the Unspeakable. Now even the Unspeakable cannot see my details, but... what use is that? I still can’t beat anyone!"

The abilities of the shrine only needed to be seen in two parts, first being the player’s own endurance capability. Although Han Fei was now only level sixteen with a physical strength of 26 points, it was still very difficult for him to withstand an Unspeakable-level offensive curse.

Secondly, the ability of the shrine also related to the player’s own soul characteristics. Han Fei didn’t know his own characteristics; it seemed that even the system couldn’t figure it out.

Moreover, the shrine itself had been kept in the black fog by the Butterfly for a long time, which combined with various accidents, led to the emergence of the passive, permanent hiding technique, Soul Fog.

As the fog dispersed, the Death Building’s owners rushed into the ancestral hall, worried about whether Han Fei had met with any mishaps.

"Shop Manager, did you create this fog?" Yinglong, carrying the Mirror God in the fog, was very surprised to discover that the Soul Fog, although looking like ordinary fog, could shield perceptions of grudges: "It’s strange! Even though I can see you standing before me, I can’t sense your presence. Can the fog affect grudges?"

"Don’t even mention grudges, even the Unspeakable cannot see through the fog." After the shrine upgrade, Han Fei took out food left behind by Xu Qin from his item bar and chewed it until his health was fully restored.

Clenching his fist and watching his blood volume return to normal, Han Fei no longer needed to be on tenterhooks.

"The hardest stage has passed, now it’s our turn to fight back!" A cold light shone in Han Fei’s eyes, his lips curling with a sinister smile.

"But... it seems like no one has been bullying us during this period, has it?" Yinglong blinked his one eye, asking somewhat puzzledly.

"The Death Building Area belongs to us; if any ghost and monster from other areas dares to come in, that’s a provocation to us." Han Fei closed his fingers, a bladeless knife appearing in his palm: "With the Soul Fog spreading, outsiders don’t know our situation, let’s take this opportunity to wipe out all the ghost and monsters that come in. This will make outsiders even more wary, even more hesitant to make a move."

Han Fei had roughly understood the situation in the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area in reality; that area had at least three Hatreds, but it’s worth noting that even with their three Hatreds, they still dared not step into the Death Building Area, indicating that their individual strength was not comparable to the Butterfly’s.

"Butterfly had been preparing for so many years, seemingly in preparation for its transformation into the Unspeakable, but on the night of the Soul-returning Night, we took advantage of its weakest moment to kill it off. Had we failed that day, the butterfly, possessing two shrines and inheriting the Giant Cocoon of the Death Building, would have had a high chance of being reborn and becoming even more terrifying," he said.

"The ghosts and monsters from other areas only knew that a huge change had occurred in the Death Building Area, the black fog filled with Death Intent had dissipated, but they could never be sure whether the Butterfly’s soul had completely shattered. Now, my Soul Fog will envelop this place again, the stronger we appear, the more frightened they will be. They will continuously waver, thinking not only that the Butterfly is not dead but has also become even stronger," he continued.

Han Fei voiced all his thoughts. Before they truly surpassed the power of the Butterfly, they had to make use of everything they could.

"I’ve never seen this kind of fog before; it seems your shrine is also very special," Mirror God commented as he leaned on the mirror, his eyes wide as he looked out. The fog clinging to the mirror made his reflection somewhat blurry. "Never seen, truly never seen this kind of ability."

"The Soul Fog will keep spreading, and right now we need to create an illusion. Wherever the Soul Fog spreads, we’ll slaughter our way through, leaving no survivors. That way, ghosts and monsters from other areas will be scared and panicked, buying us more time," Han Fei also didn’t know where the fog would end up spreading; he just wanted to muddy the waters so that the ghosts and monsters from other areas would take longer to discover the connection between the shrine and the Soul Fog.

Actually, he was also forced to do this because shrines were something that ordinary people dared not touch; to even move one was to prepare for the wrath of the Unspeakable. But his case was different. If some fool came over and smashed his shrine, he reckoned it would take a long time to even find the person who did it.

But for now, it was fine since everything was covered by the fog, and outsiders couldn’t tell that the Soul Fog was emanating from the shrine.

Together with the Death Building Owners, Han Fei commenced the second "cleansing" of the Death Building Area.

Soul Fog was an ability of Han Fei’s shrine, it not only had no effect on him but also offered various hidden enhancements, such as allowing him to sense the positions of some of the Grudges within the fog. In the fog, his Blood Volume recovery speed, movement speed, and strength were all significantly increased.

Additionally, Han Fei discovered that the higher the friendliness level of the Grudges towards him, the less they were affected by the Soul Fog, perhaps because they were willing to worship his shrine.

The Soul Fog itself did no damage, yet all Outsiders who were engulfed by the Soul Fog perished without exception.

With each Life Rope snapping, the Hatreds hidden in other areas became restless. But when they looked toward the Soul Fog, they found that even with the power of Hatred, they couldn’t see through the Soul Fog at all, risking disorientation if they rashly entered it.

In one night’s time while the Hatreds hesitated and struggled, the Soul Fog had completely engulfed the Death Building Area and even swept through a street near the Plastic Surgery Hospital.

Only then did the expansion speed of the Soul Fog begin to slow down.

"The coverage and spread of this Soul Fog seem to be related to the strength of Kuangxiao’s soul and consciousness," he noted.

Han Fei and the Building-jumping Ghost Zhuang Wen stood together. With Zhuang Wen helping, the Outsiders in the Death Building Area were quickly eradicated, but it was not over yet; they had now reached the edge of the Plastic Surgery Hospital.

"Given the Butterfly’s character, it would definitely seek revenge," he predicted.

Under the cover of the Soul Fog, Han Fei and the Death Building Owners entered the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area for the first time.

Previously, Han Fei dared not let the Building-jumping Ghost enter the Plastic Surgery Hospital because she would be discovered immediately; the approach to Hatred’s despair couldn’t be perfectly concealed. But now things were different, with the Soul Fog as a barrier, no one could see clearly what was happening in the thick fog.

"Speed up, don’t give them time to react!" Han Fei’s Soul Fog only had the ability to conceal, but he wanted people to equate the Soul Fog with death.

The Plastic Surgery Hospital Area was entirely different from the Death Building Area. It seemed plagued by frequent earthquakes and various disasters, with buildings leaning and warping grotesquely—much like the twisted hearts of the people within the hospital itself.

The deeper one ventured, the stronger the sense of absurdity and eeriness became.

In the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area, it was almost impossible to see a normal human-shaped soul. All regrets and obsessions had been artificially altered; some of these souls lacked facial features, and those who had them bore faces chaotically marred with cuts.

Plastic surgery was intended to make one more beautiful, yet the regrets and souls in the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area were many times uglier than those in the Death Building.

They were incomplete, abnormal, as if the most beautiful part of their souls had been taken by other fierce ghosts.

If the Death Building Area still bore a slight resemblance to a normal community, the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area was like a nightmare of a twisted patient.

Han Fei and his group had only entered the outermost streets of the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area, but even there, they encountered numerous cruel and horrifying scenes. In this area, people had lost their most basic personalities, treated as casually as objects.

"The Death Building Area hides the memory fragments of the former Building Chief and is protected by several shrines, which is why it still retains a bit of beauty. The Plastic Surgery Hospital Area must be what the Deep World truly looks like, no wonder Fu Sheng chose to utterly destroy this path."

Despite witnessing various horrific and cruel acts, Han Fei had not changed his mind; this was probably the biggest difference between him and Fu Sheng.

Without delving deeper into the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area, Han Fei used the Rebirth Saber as a standard to test the bloodiness of the area, clearing the streets enveloped in Soul Fog.

Under the cover of the fog, he and the Death Building Owner left the butterfly’s mark on the streets.

"The hatred from the Plastic Surgery Hospital will definitely come to investigate. We need to find a way to confuse their sight." The Spider’s whereabouts were unknown, the Old Ghost had surrendered everything to enter the Rebirth Saber, and of all the Death Building Area, only the Building-jumping Ghost Zhuang Wen possessed the strength close to hatred; but she alone was no match for the Plastic Surgery Hospital."

"The Plastic Surgery Hospital is sandwiched between Paradise and the Death Building. I need to provoke a conflict between Paradise and the Plastic Surgery Hospital as quickly as possible." Han Fei had already made his name known through his neighbors, and now he was about to truly start acting under the identity of the hatred of the Plastic Surgery Hospital. Luckily, he now had the protection of Soul Fog, and no one could see through him.

"First, let’s meet up with Xu Qin and others, and bring back Big Evil," said Han Fei, whose reputation continued to rise; he was genuinely scared.

Using the death group chat, Han Fei tried to contact haha and the others, but there was no response for a long time, and his eyebrows slowly furrowed.

After waiting for another fifteen minutes, another owner from the Death Building who had left sent a reply— "We’re being chased by something, everyone is scattered!"

"Where are you now?"

"In the mall at the intersection of Fushou Road and Happiness Street! You better not come here, that thing is enveloped in hatred!"

No further replies came from that owner in the group chat; Han Fei recalled the map left by Fu Sheng. The mall mentioned by the Death Building owner was located between Paradise and the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area, a place marked with a question mark by the former Building Chief.