My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 427 Six Sudden Deaths

Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Six Sudden Deaths

"Building Chief!"

Seeing Han Fei emerge safely from the house, the neighbors from Happiness Residential Community all gathered around, their eyes filled with concern, "Are you okay?"

"What just happened? Why are you all looking at me with those eyes?" Han Fei felt better than he ever had before, he reassured everyone in a soft voice, then turned to look at Mirror God.

Mirror God was the most mature and rational of them all, and before Han Fei had lost consciousness, he had told everyone to follow Mirror God’s command.

"The Memory Fragments of the previous Building Chief just appeared, and you triggered the Shrine, all according to his pre-planned inheritance. He had been preparing from the start for you to inherit that shrine," Mirror God paused momentarily, with a seemingly suggestive tone, "He hopes that you would follow the same old path he had taken."

"Fu Sheng has already shown me, through his personal experience, that the path he took was a dead end, and I definitely won’t make the same choices he did," Han Fei was very smart and instantly understood what Mirror God meant.

"You seem to have guessed that Fu Sheng would appear?"

"Yes," Han Fei nodded lightly, "Every time I open my eyes, I see a world frozen in blood, with Gesheng holding Fu Sheng’s head, waiting for me, hoping that I would go to him."

While Han Fei spoke, Xu Qin moved to his side, her hands holding a blood-stained wooden plank, "Gesheng has taken the Music Box. It seems like it was the only gift that Fu Sheng left to him. But in return, it gave you this wooden plank, dismantled from the Shrine."

"You let Gesheng leave?" Han Fei shook his head with a bitter smile, "Now is when that guy is at his weakest. If it weren’t for the Shrine being triggered and causing this series of events, we would probably have gathered all our strength to finish Gesheng off."

Han Fei looked back at the small house behind him. Fu Sheng said he didn’t care about any ghosts and monsters from the Deep World, but he secretly protected Gesheng.

"He voluntarily gave up the Shrine, forcing me to inherit it in my living flesh, making me exhaust all my energy on the Shrine, unable to go out and deal with Gesheng. Not only did he achieve his own goals, but he also indirectly protected Gesheng. This man is really a cunning fox."

The Butterfly caused an explosion at the Shrine which severely injured Gesheng. For Han Fei, this was an opportunity that comes once in a millennium. With Han Fei’s personality, he would have definitely clung to Gesheng, resolving to eliminate him as quickly as possible, after all, he never left revenge for the next day.

When he took the wooden plank that Xu Qin handed over, the moment his fingertips touched it, Han Fei received a system prompt.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully obtained a Grade G unique item—Slaughter Map."

"Slaughter Map (Grade G): The previous owner of this map was a madman dominated by the desire to kill, who marked all the places where he had gone on killing sprees. If you are his friend, make sure you stay away from these places."

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the Hidden Profession—Executioner’s conversion item. After you explore all the marked places on the Slaughter Map, you will activate the Hidden Profession of the Executioner."

The wooden board wasn’t large, but it was densely marked with many routes. This Slaughter Map complemented the one Fu Sheng had left in Building No. 1 of Happiness Residential Community.

"With this map, it will be a bit easier for me to continue exploring outward."

After stowing the wooden board in his Item Bar, Han Fei turned to the people beside him, his expression growing solemn, "Is anyone still not out from the department store?"

"Cry was helping us open the door to the store and didn’t make it out; Red Skirt went deeper into the store on purpose, she said something there was drawing her in, like it was hiding the opportunity for her transformation into hatred." There was laughter, it was actually uglier than crying.

"We can’t just leave them behind," Han Fei said without hesitation, his firm stance and authoritative tone made everyone willingly gather around him, perhaps this was the biggest difference between him and Fu Sheng.

Often, Han Fei isn’t weighing the pros and cons, he can be very impulsive about doing things, but it’s these very actions that give the numb residents of the Deep World a feeling of being alive.

"The department store used to be a place for Soul Trading, and there is a black shrine hidden at the very bottom. In that shrine, an Evil Spirit is worshipped, and his greatest hobby is collecting different souls. If someone could provide him with a rare soul, he might fulfill some of their wishes depending on his mood," Mirror God no longer concealed the truth, knowing Han Fei was determined to rescue people from the store, he shared everything he knew.

"Depending on his mood?"

"Yes, if that unspeakable entity is in a bad mood, he won’t just refuse the requests, he will also kill the person who offered the soul," Mirror God looked at the pitch-black night sky; he hadn’t revisited the past in a long time: "The Master of the Shrine was later killed by Fu Sheng and his children. The countless souls and the shrine he collected were abandoned in the department store basement. After a long time, those souls and the shrine gradually fused together, forming a special domain. Everyone who enters the store’s basement will be influenced by the power left in the shrine, dragged into the Master of the Shrine’s Memory World by those residual rare souls."

"Does the shrine’s power affect Ten Fingers?" Han Fei was more concerned about this.

"Although Ten Fingers has transformed into Hatred, he hasn’t fully controlled the shrine. After you scared him, his first reaction was to sink into the ground, probably to seize the time to gain the shrine’s recognition and become the new master of the ownerless Main Shrine," Mirror God was very familiar with the department store: "The shadow cast by that store is actually the Spiritual Pressure formed by the gathering of countless souls. If he could fully control the shrine, the pressure would be on him."

"Ten Fingers represent ten Ghosts, and there’s Hatred among them. We can’t beat him in a direct fight, so it looks like we have to start with that shrine," Han Fei stood in front of the mirror: "Mirror God, if you contend with Ten Fingers for control of that shrine, what are your chances of success?"

The Mirror God in the mirror shook his head, "I can’t leave this mirror, let alone compete with them for the shrine."

"Then who among us do you think is most suitable to contend with Ten Fingers for the shrine’s control? Our biggest advantage right now is your familiarity with the department store, and Ten Fingers isn’t aware of this. We could dispatch one person to vie for the shrine to attract their attention, and then the rest would take the opportunity to rescue Cry and Red Skirt," Han Fei said his plan and then realized that Mirror God kept staring at him, "What’s the matter?"

"Obtaining control of the shrine isn’t about whose power is greater, but who is more likely to be recognized by the Evil Spirit. Among us, you are the most likely to inherit the shrine," the Mirror God said.

"Me? You’re joking, right? How could someone like me get the recognition of an Evil God?" Han Fei waved dismissively.

"I don’t think you’ll become an Evil God in the future, nor am I comparing you to one. I just simply think you have a better chance," Mirror God redundantly explained once more.

"Ten Fingers is Hatred, and I’m to compete with him for control of the shrine..." Frankly speaking, Han Fei didn’t have much confidence in himself.

"No, this is too dangerous," Xu Qin and Yinglong interrupted Han Fei. They didn’t want Han Fei to venture out on his own.

"But this is already the best method we have," the Mirror God didn’t look at Xu Qin or Yinglong; he kept staring at Han Fei, "If you’re willing, I can help you. As long as you’re successfully dragged into the Master of Shrine’s Memory World, those ten fingers can’t hurt you. You just need to do your best to gain the approval of that Evil God."

"So, I don’t have to confront those ten fingers head-on?" According to Han Fei’s understanding, the Master of Shrine’s Memory World should be similar to a manager’s task, but since the Master of Shrine is unspeakable, his Memory World would be even greater and more bizarre.

"The ten fingers will also appear in the Master of Shrine’s memories; however, they cannot use their power until they completely obtain the Shrine’s approval," said the Mirror God, his tone shifting, "The most difficult part of the entire plan is to silently sneak into the department store without alerting anyone and to be dragged into the Memory World by the Shrine. This is nearly impossible for others, but your soul is enveloped in fog. As long as you don’t expose yourself actively, they should not be able to detect you."

"So, I’m the most suitable candidate?" The longer the delay, the greater the danger to Cry and Red Skirt. Han Fei thought for a moment and then nodded, "Tell me what I should do."

He agreed to help the Mirror God for two reasons: one was his trust in everyone, and the other was his urgency to rescue his neighbors.

"Before that Evil Spirit is killed, he will open all the doors of the store and carry out Soul Trading with the Fierce Ghosts every midnight. I know a special passage that can directly take you underground, close to the Shrine," even the Mirror God hesitated for a long time before deciding to reveal this secret, "That passage is meant for the most desperate of people, and it opens for only a minute at midnight. Anyone who enters the passage will be seen by the Evil Spirit as merchandise, and it’s a one-way passage that doesn’t allow for return."

"I understand. I’ll enter through that passage tomorrow at midnight. While I contest control of the Shrine with the ten fingers, you all go rescue Cry and Red Skirt from the department store," Han Fei finalized the plan.

"I will enter with you," the Mirror God spoke and then turned to walk towards the depths of the mirror as if to prepare for the next day.

"Everyone, take good care of your injuries. We act at midnight tomorrow," Han Fei tried to give a reassuring smile, "Don’t all look so gloomy. The department store is dangerous, but it’s also a great opportunity to improve your strength. The store has hoarded countless items; there will definitely be things you need."

After encouraging everyone, Han Fei then looked towards the mirror, always feeling there was some connection between the Mirror God and the Shrine.

The group left the alley and entered the Death Building Area shrouded in fog.

After arranging some things with his neighbors, Han Fei found a safe room to prepare to log out of the game.

"I have to log in early tomorrow."

Pressing the logout button, the fog was soaked by blood, and the world before him turned blood-red.

Han Fei’s consciousness became stronger than before, and he faintly heard a voice coming from behind him.

"I..."

Turning his head to look back, Han Fei didn’t see the bloody specter after all. He opened his eyes and found himself back in the real world.

Removing the game helmet, Han Fei didn’t feel the slightest bit sleepy. The world before his eyes was incredibly clear.

"This sensation is so strange."

Climbing out of the Game Box, Han Fei stood by the window, his heart remarkably calm as if he were the moon hanging high in the night sky, looking down upon the Mortal World.

"What exactly is a soul? Is consciousness the same as a person’s soul?"

He got something to eat from the fridge and realized his appetite had grown again. Before playing "Perfect Life," he even wondered if he had developed an eating disorder; he couldn’t get excited over any food, no matter how delicious it was.

"It seems my soul and body have both been fully healed; this game really is effective." Taking out his phone, Han Fei checked his unread messages. One was from Bai Xian, who believed that phones that had filmed the dead were unlucky. He really did change both his phone and number and left his new number for Han Fei.

Apart from Bai Xian, all the other messages were from Huang Ying.

The current Huang Ying had also become a more extroverted, proactive, and cheerful person, all thanks to the effects of the Healing-type game.

"Brother Huang Ying, what’s up?" Han Fei called Huang Ying’s number.

The other party hung up directly after answering and then called back with an encrypted number, "Han Fei, have you been following the news lately?"

"You made the news?"

"It’s related to ’Perfect Life.’ Less than a week since the game’s launch, six players have died suddenly. Although authoritative institutions have found no inevitable link between their deaths and ’Perfect Life,’ it has still aroused some negative voices," whispered Huang Ying.

"What does this have to do with us? Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical should be the ones worried."

"Their deaths are baffling. I suspect they unwittingly entered the Deep World," Huang Ying sent some documents to Han Fei, "During beta testing, some players were continuously searching for the Black Box and the Deep World, firmly believing in its existence. Later, after Eternal Life Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology revealed the last will and testament of their deceased chairman, the number of players specifically searching for the Black Box soared under the incentive of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical’s original shares! Under the leadership of beta testers, they formed a massive organization, madly gathering all information related to the Black Box and the Deep World. They call themselves the Inevitable Truth."

"Inevitable Truth?"

"It’s a form of self-mockery. The concept of the Inevitable Truth is based on the laws of physics, which don’t allow for hypothetical anomalies. Everyone believes the Deep World and the Black Box are just lies, but they are determined to prove this ’lie’ to everyone," Huang Ying continued, "These people are the closest to the Deep World. They explore the game every day, searching for ways to enter the Deep World, and among the players who died suddenly in reality, three belonged to this organization."

Han Fei realized the severity of the issue, "That probability is indeed a bit strange."