My ‘Healing’ Game -
Chapter 486: Guest Room Services in the Deep World (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)
Chapter 486: Chapter 486: Guest Room Services in the Deep World (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)
Han Fei had already spent three hours in the Deep World, and now he only needed to complete one mission to be able to exit the game. Plus, accompanied by his neighbors, he didn’t feel too panicked at the moment.
Ever since he gained the Personality Fragment from the Master of the Shrine, Han Fei indeed had become more confident.
This confidence was not related to strength, but a kind of aura permeated into his soul, a gift from the Unspeakable blessing.
Although Han Fei still hadn’t understood what use the Personality Fragment truly had, he just felt that his mood had greatly improved recently. It seemed as if the incomplete parts of his inner self were gradually being repaired, and his personality was becoming more whole.
"Hatred and Large-scaled Grudge entering other areas will be instantly detected; I don’t want to tear my face with the Plastic Surgery Hospital just yet, so let’s just go over this time."
Han Fei and Xu Qin stood together, and he began to assign various tasks to the neighbors.
Some were to transport goods to the Department Store, drawing power from those goods to enhance themselves, and by the way, inform Mirror God and Wang Ping’an about the related matters.
Some owners had to stay in the Death Building to prevent any disturbances from Outsiders.
Finally, those remaining would infiltrate the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area with Han Fei to probe the reality.
Actually, among all of them, Han Fei was the least likely to be exposed. His soul was enveloped by a passive fog from the Shrine, making even the Unspeakable unable to see the secrets hidden in his soul. Coupled with the hidden function of the beast-faced mask, under the double insurance, as long as Han Fei didn’t appear actively, it was really hard for others to detect his presence.
Absolute concealment, combined with several passive abilities that enhanced speed, plus an extreme upgrade route that fully invested in physical strength, Han Fei already had some self-protection power in the Deep World.
"The Plastic Surgery Hospital Area only has one Level E building, which is the abandoned hospital located at the very center of the entire area. We won’t consider there for now; tonight’s target is primarily this residential area connected to the Death Building."
Han Fei memorized the map etched on the wall by Fu Sheng. For the neighbors’ better understanding, he directly drew all the important buildings in the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area on the ground: "Speaking of which, the Plastic Surgery Hospital covers a smaller area compared to the Death Building, but it still hides at least three Hatreds, so we absolutely cannot be careless. We will investigate step by step, and if we meet friends with similar aspirations, we can try to absorb them into our team. If we encounter unbending enemies, then just devour them to boost our power. In any case, do not waste any encounter; every meeting is an opportunity."
Han Fei’s words were unanimously approved by everyone. The development and growth of the Death Building were all thanks to their enthusiasm and love of making friends.
After advising everyone, Han Fei set off.
Yinglong, Li Zai, Cry, and Ying Yue entered the Spiritual Altar, while Xu Qin followed beside him. Together, they stepped out of the fog and into the twisted and bizarre buildings ahead.
"Sister, thank you for the meat and the Paperman; without them, I simply couldn’t have gotten out of the Shrine."
In a city corner enveloped by night, only Han Fei and Xu Qin were walking in the shadows beside the twisted buildings.
"No need to thank me; you liking the meat I make is the happiest thing for me." Xu Qin’s pale skin was marked with Curse, she herself being a special existence formed by numerous Curses coming together. Once the Sealing of the thirteen Dinner Knives was undone, then she could unleash strength comparable to a Large-scaled Grudge.
"The Curse patterns on you seem to have deepened," Han Fei drew closer to Xu Qin. There was no perfume applied on her, but she exuded a peculiar meaty fragrance, with a thrillingly lethal allure.
"It might be because I’ve integrated too many Curses recently."
"Integrated Curses?"
"My way of breaking through hatred is different from ordinary grudges, as it requires the collection of a thousand women’s curses," Xu Qin said calmly, "If I could collect the curses of ten thousand different women, I might become the purest form of an unspeakable curse."
"Let’s forget about it for now, things are pretty good as they are." Xu Qin’s method of increasing her power was too terrifying. Han Fei still remembered how Xu Qin had lost control in Beast Alley when she had only a few hundred curses within her. If Xu Qin, with thousands of curses, were to lose control, no one would be able to stop her.
"Right now, indeed, things are not too bad, but to maintain this relatively good time, I need to keep integrating more curses," Xu Qin’s eyes burned with curses as she looked towards the twisted streets, "I’ve wanted to come to this area of the Plastic Surgery Hospital for a long time. It hides many curses that I desire and also harbors countless people’s twisted desire for beauty, which is the best ingredient for me."
Looking at Xu Qin’s flawless, delicate fingers, Han Fei felt that he needed to increase his strength as soon as possible.
After all, on the matter of the big sister next door crazily wanting to devour ten thousand curses, he also bore some responsibility.
Moving stealthily through the streets, Han Fei and the rest finally reached their first target location.
"According to Haha, those wandering souls disappeared right here," Han Fei said, standing in front of a multi-functional commercial hotel which stared back at them with its eleven stories, making it one of the tallest buildings in the area of the Plastic Surgery Hospital.
"No ghost or monster dares approach this building. There might be a large-scaled grudge inside."
As ghosts with strength close to hatred enter the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area, they might immediately attract hatred. For safety, Han Fei had Zhuang Wen stay in the fog beside the Death Building. If they encountered any danger, Zhuang Wen would immediately come over.
After observing the entrance for a short while, Han Fei and Xu Qin circled around to the hotel’s side door.
"Those players really know where to hide, staying in a hotel in a strange city isn’t wrong, but daring to stay in a hotel in the Deep World?"
Checking the side door, there were clear signs of damage, and the lock had fallen to the ground. All of this seemed to signify that the person who broke the door lock hadn’t gone far.
"Not bad, knowing to use the side door isn’t too rash."
Pushing open the room door, a cold breeze swept through as Han Fei officially entered the building.
"I’ve never stayed in a high-end hotel before, I never imagined that my first time entering such a star-rated hotel would be in the Underworld," Han Fei said, observing the surroundings which were still quite luxurious, and he didn’t dare to stray too far from Xu Qin.
"I also didn’t expect that my first time coming to a hotel would be with you," Xu Qin said, her full lips slightly parted showing a smile.
Han Fei always felt there was another meaning hidden in Xu Qin’s words, but he didn’t have time to ponder it and took out the Rebirth Saber from the Item Bar, "Be careful."
The hotel had eleven floors, each containing many rooms. Han Fei didn’t know where the group of players might be hiding; they might have even finished playing already.
Moving slowly forward, Han Fei found the internal guide map next to the safety passage in the hotel.
The hotel was called Wenhua Garden, a creatively artistic hotel. The first floor housed the hotel lobby, the second had three banquet halls, the third featured a buffet and an art fusion restaurant, guest rooms were from the fourth to the ninth floors, and the tenth and eleventh floors showcased art exhibitions.
The interior of the hotel was artistically designed, with various oil paintings and landscape photos hung on the walls. There were also many introductions about the owner of the hotel.
It was clear that the hotel owner was a very talented and quite narcissistic person. His photos and works were displayed in many places, usually accompanied by a lot of text introducing them.
Han Fei felt there was no problem just by looking at these, and he and Xu Qin pushed open the door of the safety passage. Just as they were preparing to walk toward the corridor, the indicator lights of the two elevators in the hotel lobby suddenly lit up, as if someone was taking the elevator down.
"Can the elevator still be used normally?" Han Fei had a strong distrust of the elevators in the Deep World—the enclosed metal boxes perfectly met all the needs of ghosts and monsters to kill.
Before long, the elevator doors opened on the first floor.
The elevator was empty, and after a moment, the doors automatically closed and it began to ascend again.
Apart from the elevator, Han Fei didn’t find anything else on the first floor, so he and Xu Qin headed upstairs together.
In such a star-rated hotel, guests would generally use the elevator and only use the safety passage in special circumstances, so not many people would enter on regular days.
Normally it should be like this, but Han Fei found various shoe prints and traces of heavy objects being dragged in the safety passage.
Step by step up, Han Fei was planning to check the banquet hall on the second floor, but he found a very strange book at the junction of the second and third floors.
"How to handle mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships?"
Opening the book, what surprised Han Fei even more was that it was actually a Skill Book from "Perfect World".
"It must have been left by those players, what kind of players have come in here? Why are they even learning such skills?"
When he turned to the fifth page, Han Fei stopped; the latter half of the book was stained with blood.
Continuing upstairs along the staircase, there was all sorts of mess on the steps, as if a player in extreme panic had thrown all the items in their item bar as weapons.
Looking at the pots, pans, ladles, and various vegetables scattered on the ground, Han Fei felt that at least one of the players who had entered this time was the kind of purely casual player.
They play "Perfect Life" to just run around exploring the scenery, cook, garden, and build houses, etc.
"Looks like they had an exciting night last night."
If throwing kitchenware could scare away ghosts, then Han Fei wouldn’t have been having such a hard time; he walked past the pile of household items and headed straight to the fourth floor.
"The miscellaneous items stop here, did that group of players hide on this floor?" Han Fei pushed open the door of the safety passage, and before he walked inside, he saw a person standing at the end of the opposite corridor.
The distance was too far and the lighting too dim, Han Fei could only see a vague silhouette.
He blinked, and the silhouette seemed to become a bit clearer, and the distance between them had also closed considerably.
Gripping the handle of the Slaughter Saber, Han Fei was ready for a fight, but the silhouette disappeared in the corridor.
"Did it enter one of the rooms?"
Moving slowly forward, Han Fei noticed that the paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor were different from the outside—they had become bloody and brutal, and the scenes in the paintings seemed continuous, as though they were together telling a very horrifying story.
"The first painting is of a tour group arriving at the hotel, five people laughing and chatting happily, but starting from the second painting the style completely changes, the number of people decreases gradually, and the canvases are increasingly covered with blood. They seemed to be slaughtering each other."
Walking along, Han Fei stopped outside room 404, where the door of this guest room had a few blood-written words—Don’t stay in the room at the end of the corridor!
Perhaps the Death Building had left too deep an impression on Han Fei; now he paid special attention to all rooms whose numbers included a 4.
Trying to push the door, Han Fei found the lock had long been broken; he easily entered room 404.
The terrifying, horrible scenes he imagined did not appear: there were no bodies on the floor, no smell of decay, only a self-heating hot pot on the table and playing cards thrown on the bed caught Han Fei’s attention.
"Did they come here for a vacation?"
Just as Han Fei was about to leave, the phone in the room suddenly rang.
In the complete silence, the ring of the phone was quite frightening.
To prevent the ringing from attracting more ghosts and monsters, Han Fei didn’t think much, and directly answered the phone.
The scratchy electrical noise was somewhat harsh, like meat being ground on the other end, and the voice was not very clear; it took about ten seconds before a woman spoke, "Hello, did you call for room service?"
Before Han Fei could reply, a system prompt appeared in his mind, "Player number 0000, please note! You have successfully triggered a Grade F ordinary task—Special Room Service."
"Special Room Service (Grade F): Wenhua Garden Hotel near the Plastic Surgery Hospital offers a special room service which till now hasn’t received a single negative review from any customer after enjoying it."
"Task requirement: Please find out the content of the room service within ninety minutes."
After the system prompt, Han Fei felt slightly disappointed; it was just an ordinary Grade F task.
"No worries, after completing this task I can exit freely." Thinking this, Han Fei warmed up and picked up the receiver to communicate with the hotel staff on the other end, "Hello, what kind of services do you offer here? I’m interested in the special one."
"Hello, did you call room service?" The woman on the phone seemed to only know this sentence.
After a minute of ineffective communication, knowing that he couldn’t extract information from the other party, Han Fei bluntly spoke into the phone, "I called for room service, you can start arranging it right away."
After Han Fei agreed, the phone was directly hung up.
"Zero negative reviews with this kind of service attitude? Did they finish off all their service targets?" Han Fei turned his head and saw Xu Qin sitting on the hotel bed, her bright red coat and the pristine white sheets creating a stark contrast, "A man and a woman, hotel, deep night, something’s not quite right here."
Standing up and walking to the desk, just as Han Fei was about to sit down, the doorbell of room 404 suddenly rang and a waiter with a cart full of toiletries appeared at the door.
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