My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 510: Red, White, and Colorful (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 510: Chapter 510: Red, White, and Colorful (4000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

Han Fei could understand Director Zhang’s excitement. The audience already had high expectations for "Mystery Novelist," but no one had anticipated that, under these circumstances, "Mystery Novelist" would still exceed their expectations.

Online, numerous self-media workers had begun to release film reviews and analyses of "Mystery Novelist." This movie was not only thrilling and suspenseful, boasting all the merits of a fine mystery thriller, but it also concealed numerous twists and dark plots. Each deep dive made people feel an eerie dread.

Once an event gained public recognition as a hot topic, everyone seemed to chase after it in their pursuit of popularity, and in today’s age of rapid information dissemination, the speed at which popularity surged could only be described as frightening.

Director Zhang and his team were still immersed in joy, and even Han Fei felt unusually happy.

Walking deep into the night, he occasionally looked back only to find that the once dream-like beautiful imaginations had all become reality.

Sitting on his bed, Han Fei felt deeply moved. Just a few months ago, he had locked himself at home constantly playing games, and now... it seemed like nothing had changed.

"Han Fei, this Outstanding Young Actor Award must surely belong to you. I guess you could be the first actor in history who hasn’t joined any company but wins an award purely based on personal talent," Director Zhang, a bit drunk, actually spoke the truth.

Actors without major company backing simply didn’t qualify to participate in offline movie shootings. Just like Han Fei before, most of them had to work behind the scenes, as no one was inclined to allocate resources to them.

No matter how high their talent or how good their acting was, without a stage, how could the audience see them?

During the shooting of "Twin Flowers," if Acheng had not walked out in a huff, even if Han Fei had performed Wei Youfu brilliantly, he would still be just a supporting role in a web series.

Furthermore, if Han Fei hadn’t assisted the police in solving the Human-body Puzzle case and garnered a lot of attention, Director Jiang would not have been able to convince Youlong Culture to let Han Fei play the lead role.

Due to the instant success of "Twin Flowers," Director Zhang, who was then anxious about casting, noticed Han Fei. Only a veteran director like Zhang, who really has a say in casting and movie shooting, would notice him.

The combination of various unforeseen events and Han Fei’s impeccable acting finally gave him the opportunity to compete on the same stage as young actors from big companies.

"Director Zhang, the film festival is tomorrow; you should probably get some rest now," Han Fei could hear the drunkenness in Director Zhang’s voice.

"I’m happy today; I’ll drink a bit more. I was worried the audience might not buy into it, but now I’m completely relieved. At this film festival, we can at least bag the Outstanding Young Actor Award and the Best Director Award. One movie, six nominations, two major awards—I’d like to see who dares say I’m past my prime now."

Listening to Director Zhang recount the past over the phone, Han Fei felt somewhat helpless. It seemed that everyone changed a bit when they were drunk.

After talking for over ten minutes, Han Fei finally hung up the phone.

"The film festival is a yearly grand ceremony; it’s better to dress formally," Han Fei decided after looking through his wardrobe for a long time and then deciding to buy a suit.

Although he verbally downplayed it, actually he was quite excited. Being invited to the film festival was already a dream come true for many actors, let alone winning an award there.

Stepping out of his home, Han Fei took a taxi to the mall, noticing that Xinhu seemed much busier than before.

Upon asking the driver, he learned that, as a representative of Smart Cities domestically, this year there were many large-scale activities being held in Xinhu.

Besides the annual film festival, there were also the country’s largest comic con and book fair. Furthermore, the photography association, in an effort to encourage everyone to discover the beauty around them and not become addicted to virtual worlds, organized a national photography contest that anyone could join. The top one hundred submissions would all receive substantial cash prizes.

Xinhu had become increasingly bustling and prosperous, but undeniably, the neighboring counties and cities of Xinhu had become increasingly desolate, as this international metropolis was siphoning off all the nearby population.

In a rather good mood, Han Fei chatted with the driver for a long time, who later recognized him and remarked that Han Fei was quite different from what he had imagined. Originally, he thought Han Fei would have a sharp look and an icy, difficult personality.

But after actually meeting him, he found Han Fei to be very amiable and a bit shy, like the well-rounded big boy next door.

Facing the driver’s exaggeration, Han Fei felt a bit embarrassed—those grudges in the Deep World who were hostile to him had never praised him like this.

Having gained a fan, Han Fei entered the mall to buy a suit and also enjoyed a large meal.

Today was a rare day off for him, and Han Fei lingered outdoors for an extended time.

After it got dark, Han Fei returned to his rented place and continued to seek out and study materials related to cosmetic plastic surgery, delving deeper into understanding the industry.

Close to midnight, Han Fei received another call from Director Zhang, who reminded him to definitely attend the film festival tomorrow and not to forget.

For the film industry, tomorrow was arguably the most important day of the year.

After agreeing, Han Fei entered the game box, starting the game as usual.

As the Bloody Sky descended, Han Fei suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, as though the sky above was about to collapse.

He looked towards the distance. The blood-colored figure stopped between Paradise and another unknown area.

"It seems closer."

Opening his eyes, the oppression brought by the Unspeakable made Han Fei’s heart race. After logging into the game, he immediately moved to the window.

The fog covering the Death Building obscured everyone’s vision, but it didn’t affect Han Fei much. Instead, he could use the fog to perceive the outside world.

"We absolutely can’t let the Big Evil leave the fog! The Unspeakable has already approached, and it seems to be wavering between Paradise and another area, uncertain of which path to choose."

The hesitation of the blood-colored figure provided Han Fei with much information; first, the fog indeed could shield the senses of the Unspeakable, keeping the Big Evil temporarily safe.

Secondly, Han Fei realized he had underestimated Paradise; even the presence of the Unspeakable seemed unwilling to easily enter Paradise.

"According to Brother Huang Ying, it seems there are still two teams of players who haven’t come out from the Paradise Maze. I guess they’re in trouble."

Having gathered Feng Ziyu and laughing, despite not being the fiercest ghost in the Death Building Area, Han Fei had become the universally acknowledged top manager of that area. Everyone thought this was normal, and Han Fei himself gradually got used to it.

"Han Fei, Doctor Yan has woken up, and he wants to see you," Ha Ha led Han Fei downstairs. "No one knows what’s going on at the Plastic Surgery Hospital now; it’s lifeless, not a ghost or monster in sight. We don’t know what exactly happened in that area. This is a good time for you to ask Doctor Yan, he should know some of the details."

"No ghost and monster appearance in that entire block of buildings?" Han Fei also realized the seriousness of the problem. Previously, the ghosts and monsters from the Plastic Surgery Hospital would still enter the Death Building Area; they hid in each distorted building, but now all the ghosts and monsters had suddenly vanished. This abnormal situation must be related to the hatred in the Plastic Surgery Hospital, perhaps they are preparing to enter the fog for the last time.

Upon opening the door, Han Fei saw Doctor Yan and was briefly stunned.

The tall Doctor Yan stood in the middle of the room, his bald face carved with facial features using a surgical scalpel, and the dripping blood pooled on the floor into several "life" characters.

"I have already sent your wife to the hospital, and your child is taking care of her. If you don’t believe what I say, I can wait until your wife’s condition stabilizes and then bring her to see you," Han Fei was quite generous to Aunt Li’s family; he was concerned about Aunt Li’s health and even rushed over to rescue her, helping her not just in the game but also saving her life in reality.

Doctor Yan slowly bent down, sitting in front of Han Fei with his head hung low, he began writing with the blood on the floor.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about the abilities and weaknesses of the three hatreds in the Plastic Surgery Hospital, and other secrets of the hospital as well," Han Fei also sat on the ground because he didn’t like looking down on others.

Doctor Yan hesitated for a long time; finally, his fingers began to move: "There are three hatreds in the Plastic Surgery Hospital, they are red, white, and colorful."

"The red one is a faceless woman, who was once the world’s most beautiful artificial beauty, but her face lasted only seven days. Having lost her beauty, she began to frantically slaughter those who coveted her beauty. She is constantly trying to regain her beauty, paying any price necessary. Now, she has made five faces for herself, which are joy, pain, despair, anger, and happiness; to kill her, these five faces must be destroyed, and you have already destroyed the face of joy."

"The faceless woman’s ability is to deprive and control emotions; my ability is to bestow emotions on others."

"The white one is a child, wearing white shoes. He has the world’s purest soul, should have been the world’s happiest child, but somehow, his pure soul turned into pure hatred."

"The colorful one is a grown man, who has drawn windows on the walls of the Plastic Surgery Hospital; he was the first hatred to appear in the hospital and is the most mysterious, with no one knowing exactly what his ability is."

After writing down the secrets of the hatreds, Doctor Yan would never have the chance to return to the Plastic Surgery Hospital. To avoid being tormented by the hospital’s hatreds to the point of soul scattering, he must join forces with Han Fei against the Plastic Surgery Hospital.

"What should I be wary of if I want to destroy the Plastic Surgery Hospital? Are there any particularly dangerous places in the building?"

"Shrine." Doctor Yan continued writing on the floor, although each character required more and more blood: "There are three shrines inside the Plastic Surgery Hospital, two abandoned shrines outside, already destroyed by a black giant worm, and the core shrine at the deepest part of the hospital. Besides the three hatreds, no one else can approach it."

"Can you specify the location of that shrine?" Han Fei planned to take it there after the Big Evil could fully suppress the curse, to completely undermine it.

"In a room on the third floor marked with ’Eternal Life’."

Han Fei remembered every word Doctor Yan wrote down: "Once the Plastic Surgery Hospital is dealt with, you will be completely free. Then, the hospital can be handed over to you to manage." Only if you are strong enough, you will be able to protect your wife well in the Deep World."

After conversing with Doctor Yan, Han Fei, accompanied by the neighbors, went to find Yantang.

The young man had brought many surprises to Han Fei; he continuously explored in his solitary predicament and even found a rusty kitchen knife in Beast Alley.

The grudge within the knife had disappeared, but the residual aura allowed it to still inflict slight damage on ghosts and monsters.

Yantang had become increasingly adapted to the Deep World. If the potential and personal ability of players were to be divided into different levels, then Tie Nan would only qualify as an F level, while Yantang could already be considered C level.

Despair did not crush him. Instead, it drove him to keep striving forward. To survive in the Deep World, one needed not only physical strength and brain power but also willpower far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Han Fei highly valued Yantang; he had already passed the test.

When Yantang once again attempted to open the door, Han Fei, concealed in the fog, quietly approached and used his Soul-returning Talent to send him through the Ghost Gate.

"In reality, I might have to donate fifty or sixty thousand to earn a little hidden virtue, but simply sending away a player can gain me hidden virtue. They indeed are great helpers for me to farm hidden virtue." Han Fei decided that later when he was free, he could also summon one down and then send him off, since the skill refreshes every day, why not use it?

"Wednesday, Friday, Brother Huang Ying; Monday, Wednesday, Saturday, Yantang; as for Sunday, I don’t know if Bai Xian plays games..."

After sending Yantang away, Han Fei and his neighbors went to look for quests in the alleys between several areas. Perhaps because his strength kept increasing, the nearby quests were becoming more difficult to trigger. This time, they roamed for an hour before they encountered a pitiful lost ghost and finally triggered a G-level quest.

With the help of seven to eight grudges, Han Fei quickly completed the quest. When the lost ghost couldn’t find his way home, Han Fei gave him a brand-new one.

He directly placed the Spiritual Altar and the Rebirth Saber in front of the lost ghost, and the pitiful lost ghost instantly felt at home with the Spiritual Altar.

"G-level quests no longer help me level up, the added experience is minuscule, yet even so, the G-level quests I can trigger are getting fewer and fewer, it feels like the system and the Black Box are forcing me to keep moving forward."

Han Fei needed to complete a task to leave the game; if he didn’t want to stay in the game forever, he could only continue exploring towards more dangerous places, lighting up the darkness.

"After the film festival, I’ll focus all my efforts on tackling the Plastic Surgery Hospital!"

After completing the quest, Han Fei returned to the Death Building, where he and his neighbors visited Big Evil’s room.

Big Evil, who was continuously digesting the contents of his stomach, was still growing in size. The bizarre patterns on its body became grotesque and terrifying as they intertwined with the Unspeakable Curse.

Han Fei wasn’t sure if this was good or bad. He remembered the system’s previous reminder, that the master’s blood could help Big Evil recover faster.

To rid himself of the trouble sooner, Han Fei had Xu Qin make meat dishes in the next room while he himself sat on Big Evil with a plate of food.

Bleeding and eating at the same time.

This act continuously improved Big Evil’s loyalty, and Han Fei’s resistance to Soul Poison also steadily increased.