My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 451: Me and My Colleagues

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: Me and My Colleagues

Some compare the workplace to a catwalk, some to an arena, but Han Fei’s workplace wasn’t quite like either; it more closely resembled a slaughterhouse.

Colleagues who had been arguing just two days ago were suddenly opening up their bellies and demanding people from him, a kind of workplace relationship that most people would find difficult to cultivate.

Looking at the seriously ill security guard, Han Fei also felt pity, and without another word, he gripped the handle of the saber tightly.

"You must be in great pain, right? If that’s the case, better a short pain than a long one."

To heal his newly met colleague, Han Fei decided to administer a strong dose of medicine. After a person’s soul scattered, their pain would also disappear, thereby solving the problem at its root.

Swinging the saber with all his might, specks of Yinghuo appeared in the night, that ephemeral glow crossing Li Daxing’s neck.

Contrary to what he had imagined, there was no scene of blood splattering nor the sound of a body falling. After Han Fei’s strike, two pale arms landed on his shoulders.

"He’s gone! He’s really gone! He was right there! I clearly put him right there..."

Eyes full of whites were only a few centimeters from Han Fei, and that ferocious face emitted a faint stench of evil.

Glancing subconsciously at Li Daxing’s neck, Han Fei found that the cut had only made it one-tenth of the way through, and the open wound was healing rapidly!

"The more blood on the hands of the one being cut, the sharper the Rebirth Saber becomes. Could it be that Li Daxing hasn’t committed any killings?"

Looking at the face close at hand, Han Fei’s brain worked at high speed; the fact that the Rebirth Saber couldn’t kill the opponent indicated he wasn’t an ordinary ghost or monster.

"Even if it’s an illusion, as long as it holds any sin, the Rebirth Saber can still inflict damage. It seems that Li Daxing indeed hasn’t killed anyone, which I suppose is somewhat good news for me."

Confronted by a "person" who had sliced open his own belly and was up in his face "questioning" him, Han Fei could still crack a smile, not out of poise but as an instinct honed for survival.

Grabbing Li Daxing’s hands, they felt ice-cold to the bone, as if he was embracing an unclaimed corpse from a morgue.

"Think carefully, where was the last place you saw him?"

"The last time... the last time was right here!" Li Daxing reached towards his own opened belly: "He begged me, he was very afraid, he asked me to hide him where no one else could find him! Someone was chasing him! Yes, someone was looking for him!"

"But in the entire mall, aren’t you the only one looking for him?"

"No! It’s not like that!" Li Daxing’s eyes were completely overtaken by whites, he shook off Han Fei’s hands, his coat and belly skin opening wide, as if to wrap Han Fei up too: "Help me, go inside and look, see if he is still there!"

Han Fei shook off his hands, starting to run towards the third floor; Li Daxing hadn’t killed anyone, but he was already insane and beyond communication.

Rushing onto the escalator, Li Daxing, with his belly sliced open, stood below the elevator, his coat and belly skin drooping to the sides, his skin slowly withering.

"What does he want to do?"

As Li Daxing touched the switch next to the elevator, Han Fei had thought that the elevator would start, but reality turned out to be less hopeful than he had imagined.

Viscous saliva started to ooze from the crevices of the escalator steps, the surface of the steps sprouting tongue-like growths. Slowly, Han Fei lost his footing, the steps becoming slipperier.

Looking further down, Li Daxing knelt directly under the escalator, his opened belly resembling a gaping maw waiting for Han Fei to fall in.

"This ghost is quite creative," Han Fei noted.

He ran with all his might, reaching the second floor before the escalator completely turned into a tongue. He didn’t dare to stop and kept on moving upward.

In the mall, Li Daxing was the only visibly abnormal "person", but in reality, countless terrifying things were hidden; he was just one of the victims.

"What exactly is the key to completing the Illusion task? Facing fear directly? Should I just feed myself to Li Daxing? Or firmly believe that they are not real?"

Han Fei tried to hypnotize himself into denying Li Daxing’s existence, but when he turned his head, not only had Li Daxing not vanished, he had actually gotten closer.

"If the Rebirth Saber can’t kill, then how about a hand that can touch the soul?"

While passing by a women’s clothing store, Han Fei slowed down his pace, wanting to test whether touching the deep secrets of the soul could harm Li Daxing.

As the first active skill he had acquired in the Deep World, Han Fei piled all the Skill Points he earned from subsequent tasks onto it, immediately promoting it to Master-level.

To upgrade it further, he would need to complete corresponding tasks or use Special Items.

"Come on, I have thought of a good way to confirm your colleague’s location." Han Fei stared at Li Daxing, whose belly was quivering, "After a while I’m going to stuff your head into your belly, so you can search for it yourself."

Seeing Han Fei stopping, Li Daxing’s eyeballs, full of whites, stared straight at him.

When the distance between the two was about three meters, they both charged towards each other at the same time, each faster than the other, without the slightest hesitation.

"Touching the deep secrets of the soul!"

Leaping from the ground, Han Fei viciously kicked at the other’s chest, but Li Daxing’s body didn’t fall backward; instead, his arms wrapped around Han Fei’s right leg.

Just as Li Daxing tried to drag Han Fei into his own belly, Han Fei’s hands also locked around Li Daxing’s neck, his left hand with five fingers pressing directly against the back of Li Daxing’s head, dragging it downward.

Han Fei’s left hand inherited the broken five fingers from the Master of Shrine, a reward he had received earlier. Originally, he thought this reward was solely to make his left hand fingers stronger, but now he realized he had severely underestimated it.

The five fingers pierced through Li Daxing’s skin like nails.

Li Daxing wanted to stuff Han Fei into his belly, while Han Fei held his head, forcibly bending it down to his chest.

"You care so much about your brother? Why don’t you come in and take a look for yourself!"

With his left hand pressing down on Li Daxing’s head, Han Fei’s right hand held the Rebirth Saber, wildly hacking at Li Daxing’s neck.

This scene was terrifyingly eerie.

Li Daxing’s head was pushed down further and further, and when he saw his own split-open belly and the blackish-red flesh within, it seemed to trigger him, and without needing Han Fei to apply more force, he began burrowing in by himself.

"Is this where he’s hiding? Is this the place he said no one could find? It feels so familiar, yet why can’t I reach deeper?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll help you!" Han Fei pressed down on the other’s spine, "We’re colleagues, after all, no need to be polite!"

Li Daxing frantically bore into his own belly, while Han Fei began to back away.

He was puzzled as to why Li Daxing, as seen by the Master of Shrine, had become like this. Was it merely because he bullied the deliveryman and ordered soup for four?

"An ordinary mutton soup isn’t that much, unless it’s made from Pei Yang."

Keeping his distance from Li Daxing, Han Fei finally managed to calm down.

The third floor’s women’s clothing section was equally unsafe; Huang Li had come under curse here, and the mall owner’s wife had also jumped from this floor.

Thinking of the mall owner’s wife stirred Han Fei’s thoughts again. As strangers in the same plight, there was no need for previous acquaintance. Perhaps now he could gain a bit of recognition from her.