My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 503 - The Wild Will Make Them Tremble (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 503: Chapter 503 - The Wild Will Make Them Tremble (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

The face that was considered handsome in the Deep World was now pressed against the outside of the mirror, coldly gazing at the helpless girl.

The little dress her father had bought for her had been wrinkled from clutching, and the girl’s eyeballs, full of whites, shook violently. She huddled in the corner of the dark room, trembling slightly under the watchful eye of that sinister face.

The black giant python was swallowing the room inside the mirror, and the darkness was being covered by something even darker. The girl kept moving backwards, but there were only walls behind her.

No escape, no place to hide.

With his hands pressed against the glass, Han Fei pulled out the Rebirth Saber, a quite benevolent smile appearing on his lips.

"All you have to do is listen to me, and you won’t die,"

Han Fei said, speaking into his phone and making sure the girl heard him clearly before staring sternly at her cheeks: "If you can just smile, look at me and smile, then you can survive."

Although he spoke as gently as possible, it still sent chills down the girl’s spine.

What a strange request.

Yantang and Tie Nan outside the bedroom had also heard Han Fei’s voice. The two exchanged glances, shock evident in each other’s eyes.

Why would their teammate say such things in such a terrifying room?

The girl trapped in the mirror heard the voice coming through the handset. She looked at the face outside the mirror, not daring to touch the phone on the ground.

"It’s a simple request, just smile happily, and everyone will be better off," Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to quickly complete the Grade F hidden mission, but none of the ghosts in the mirrors seemed willing to smile.

One by one, neighbors emerged from the Spiritual Altar, faces appearing outside the mirror, all curiously watching the dark room within.

"Just smile, a little bit of happiness, let me see your smile,"

Han Fei’s voice kept coming from the handset. The girl looked outside the mirror, and her mouth slowly split at the sides, revealing an ugly, stiff smile, sadder than a cry.

Without receiving a mission completed prompt, Han Fei directly chopped the Rebirth Saber onto the mirror: "Smile more sincerely, come on! Let me teach you! First, relax the muscles of your lips, open your mouth wide, then bite down on the handset, tilt the corners of your mouth towards it, make sure to lift both sides, check if the edges of your lips are level with the handset, hold it! This is to train the curvature of your mouth corners!"

Han Fei was an excellent actor, and flashing a charming smile was a basic skill for them.

The girl holding the handset, who bit onto it, began to cry out under Han Fei’s continuous instruction and urging.

She had lost control, the situation she was facing now was even more hopeless than being trapped in the mirror.

Hearing the sudden cry from the girl in the bedroom, Yantang and Tie Nan in the living room glanced at each other once more, the shock in their eyes turning to disbelief.

What in the world was happening in the bedroom?

Just hearing the sound of it could easily lead to wild thoughts!

Sighing lightly, Han Fei knew the girl was not the ghost he was looking for.

He did not stop the black giant python; it swallowed the dark room behind the mirror.

Just as it was ready to swallow the little girl too, the skin on her back split open like clothing, and a boy of only a few years old burst out!

The boy’s body was covered in blood silk, entwined with several adult Resentment Spirits, among which seemed to include the girl’s father.

"The owners of those business cards in the living room should all be here, this child is the Troublemaker, constantly luring people over through the phone, it’s the one who killed them all."

The cries rose in the bedroom, and despair seeped into the mirror. Crying, he caressed the surface of the mirror, his body slowly merging with it.

Having overcome his fear in Beast Alley and daring to stay alone to cover the retreat at Midnight Mall, Cry, who followed Han Fei on excursions more than any other neighbor, was no longer the child who only knew how to play Hide-and-Seek.

When the cries appeared, the entire room plunged into sorrow, and all the despair became Cry’s weapon.

Without letting others interfere, after Cry entered the black room within the mirror, his hands slowly closed around the child.

His fingers seemed to hook into the despair of the souls on the child’s body, directly turning the Grudge enslaved by the child into shackles that bound him.

Despair formed a cage, and the cries evoked the child’s most painful past. As the boy went hysterical, Cry delivered him to the mouth of the Black Giant Python.

The shadow swallowed the boy’s body whole, and Cry stood atop the boy, his finger pointing at the boy’s forehead.

The intense pain made the boy scream, his Brain Sea gradually becoming completely occupied by despair, and from those numb eyes, a cold tear drop made entirely of Dark Energy trickled out.

Reaching out to take the tear drop, Cry took away all the boy’s memories and despair.

Compared to the boy, Cry seemed like a Monster that greedily devoured despair.

"Snap!"

The mirror shattered, and Cry walked out, holding the Black Giant Python.

Cry’s body showed no change, except that the aura of despair was a bit stronger, and the range of the cries’ influence expanded once again.

The one who gained more benefits was supposed to be the Black Giant Python. It devoured the room behind the mirror, absorbing all the accumulated Grudge Energy and Dark Energy there, and its body swelled to twice its size.

"Player No. 0000, please note! You have discovered an unknown type of Pet!"

"Pet Type: ???"

"New Ability: Black Room."

"Black Room: Its body contains a black room."

As the Black Giant Python ran back to the feet of Han Fei and Xu Qin, Han Fei also received a system notification.

This little monster had swallowed the strange mirror in the closet and had gained the mirror’s abilities.

Han Fei was actually quite curious about this little monster. He had asked Xu Qin about the specific upbringing process, but Xu Qin knew nothing.

She simply used the next room as a place to dispose of waste, continuously dumping in food containing Curses. Little did she know that the whole room actually developed a consciousness, and to get more to eat, it started to please Xu Qin.

Before the Black Giant Python returned to the shadows, it opened its mouth and spat out a girl holding a phone.

The girl was a minor Grudge, with no strong smell of blood, and a huge, unhealing wound on her back.

Han Fei used a secret to touch the depths of the soul, and upon touching her head, found the girl’s Soul was quite pure, full of fear.

After being locked in the mirror, she had become a tool for the boy to lure souls, which was indeed quite pitiful.

"I rescued you from the mirror, shouldn’t you thank me? A life for a life, you should follow us from now on."

The girl looked at the Rebirth Saber in Han Fei’s hand, then at the crimson Dinner Knives in Xu Qin’s hand, and numbly nodded her head.

"Do you know what kind of things live inside this Plastic Surgery Hospital and the residential building?"

Han Fei tried to communicate with the girl, but it was unclear if she understood him. She kept extending four fingers towards Han Fei, as though referring to the fourth floor or maybe room number four.

As someone who came out of the Death Building, Han Fei was particularly sensitive to the number four.

He wanted to ask more questions, but the girl couldn’t provide any further information.

With no other choice, he placed the girl inside the Spiritual Altar.

Upon opening the bedroom door, Tie Nan and Yantang were eavesdropping against it.

"Brother Youfu, what did you find in the bedroom? How come we heard you constantly asking someone to laugh?" Yantang couldn’t contain his curiosity any longer and had to ask.

"We were just communicating."

"Communicating?" Yantang looked at the equally disheveled bedroom, recalling how Han Fei had entered the previous room: "Is this the method to deal with Ghost and Monster?"

"Let’s go," Han Fei waved his hand: "We should go check out the fourth floor as soon as possible; we’ve already stayed here long enough."

Han Fei also remembered the child’s shoe prints at the crossroads; the Hatred from the Plastic Surgery Hospital could arrive at any moment, and they needed to hurry their exploration.

Carrying the Spiritual Altar, Han Fei turned back to notice several more mirrors had appeared in the corridor.

"It seems the mirrors in the clinic have been following us as we move," Yantang noted, looking at the reflections in the mirrors: "This building used to be full of people, now all of them have entered the mirrors. It’s weird, do you think they entered willingly, or were they forced by something?"

"If entering a mirror was the only way to save my life, then I would definitely choose to enter one."

Han Fei scanned behind him, noticing the mirror with the hidden doctor hadn’t followed.

When they reached the third floor, there was more Paper Money on the ground; it seemed as if someone had recently passed away, with white paper couplets on either side of the doors.

"Did you guys notice something very strange?" Yantang pointed at the dressing table in one of the rooms: "All mirrors on this floor seem to be covered with black cloth."

"Usually, when someone dies in a house, they cover the mirrors in their room. It’s said to prevent their Soul from clinging to the mirrors," Han Fei explained and then suddenly stopped walking: "The souls of the deceased are absorbed by the mirrors, and whoever wears the mourning clothes is the real deceased."

He called Tie Nan over and asked, "Did you see a man wearing mourning attire before?"

"Yes."

"Was he the only one wearing mourning clothes?"

"Right, everyone else was wearing different kinds of clothes, only he was in mourning attire," Tie Nan was still confused.

"You should remember what that man in mourning attire looked like, right? Take a turn on the third floor, see if you can find his photograph." To complete the mission, Han Fei needed to find the ghost that truly met the requirements in the building. There was only that man in mourning attire throughout the entire building, and he seemed pretty "naughty." Catching him should allow them to complete the mission.

After checking all the rooms on the third floor, they found nothing and had to move on to the fourth floor the girl had hinted at.

There was considerably more Paper Money on the stairs. Han Fei regretted not bringing the merchant out with them.

"Did you hear something? It’s like it’s coming from below," said Tie Nan, who was last in the line. He wanted to contribute to the team, yet ironically, the highest-level member turned out to need the most protection.

Looking down through the gap in the middle of the staircase, an incredibly eerie sight appeared.

On the passage between the clinic and the residential building, a mirror seemed to be pushed by someone, slowly moving along the corridor without making a sound. It appeared to be heading towards Han Fei and his group.

"A mirror is following us," whispered Tie Nan.

"I see," Han Fei didn’t stop walking as he was the first to arrive on the fourth floor, "The mirrors even move on their own, this place could be called the Mirror God’s heaven. Once the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area is completely under control, maybe I can specifically create a rest room for the Mirror God, filling it with his kin."

The residential building’s fourth-floor decorations were somewhat special; on both sides of the hallway, the left side of each household was festively lit, while at the entrance of each room on the right side, paper money was scattered, with wreaths placed around.

Walking down the corridor, Han Fei and his group felt an incredible sense of discomfiture and oppression.

"What on earth happened here?"

Picking up an invitation from the ground, it read that the auspicious time has arrived, inviting family and friends to attend a wedding.

The invitation itself was quite normal, but the names of people on each invitation had been excised.

Stepping over the wedding sweets and paper money on the ground, Han Fei and the others reached the deepest part of the corridor, where the darkest and most sinister part of the building was dressed with a huge piece of red cloth.

"I have a feeling that it’s better not to mess with this piece of cloth," Yantang had just finished speaking when Han Fei removed the red cloth.

Underneath the thick red cloth was a huge mirror.

Standing in the mirror was a couple, the woman wearing a phoenix crown and a cloud cape, the man dressed in the robe of a top scholar; they seemed to be having a traditional Chinese wedding.

At first glance, the mirror was half red and half white, a mix of joy and mourning, with the couple standing on a ground covered with wedding sweets and paper money, their backs to the corridor.

A chill wind blew into the old building, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light grew dimmer.

The paper money on the ground started to flutter, and the woman in the mirror seemed to step back.

Footsteps came from downstairs, and the woman in the mirror seemed to hear something, as her body began to slowly turn.

"Brother Youfu! Something’s coming down the corridor!" Tie Nan shouted loudly, pointing behind him.

The cold wind slipping into his sleeves, Han Fei’s ring also started to alert, and he slowly turned to gaze at the mouth of the stairwell.

Moments later, a man wearing mourning clothes appeared on the fourth floor.

He stood with his back to the players, neither approaching nor leaving.

The atmosphere grew ever tenser, and at this crucial moment, Aunt Li seemed to hear something, one step at a time, she walked toward the mirror at the end of the corridor.

Because the mirror reflected the corridor, it seemed very long, but in reality, Aunt Li only took a few steps to reach the front of the mirror.

"Auntie! Auntie! Don’t go over there!" Yantang grabbed Aunt Li, and as he was forcefully dragging her back, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.

Slowly lifting his head, Yantang discovered the man and woman in the mirror had already turned around at some point.

The two of them had perfect figures and not a single flaw could be seen on their skin; the only disharmony was that they had no faces!

"It’s bad! They’re all coming!" Tie Nan clenched his fists, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Step back and help Yantang," Han Fei said as he hugged the Spiritual Altar with one hand and held the Rebirth Saber in the other.

"What about you?" Tie Nan didn’t get an answer to his question because before he could finish, Han Fei had already charged toward the man in mourning clothes, clutching the Spiritual Altar.

Cradling the Spiritual Altar, sprinting at full speed, Han Fei’s silhouette was etched into Tie Nan’s eyes.

"I think I’m beginning to understand why they’re afraid of him."