My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 515: Brother Bai, come down and play! (4000 votes for monthly ticket)

Chapter 515: Chapter 515: Brother Bai, come down and play! (4000 votes for monthly ticket)

Bai Xian seldom saw Han Fei show such a tense expression, which also began to frighten him, as he kept looking around.

"It’s all right now, let’s get out of here as fast as we can," Han Fei said, grabbing Bai Xian’s shoulder, afraid that Bai Xian might accidentally provoke those three guys.

When the fire was still not extinguished, the painter and the man in white shoes were both watching Han Fei, making him extremely uneasy. As a result, Bai Xian, who knew nothing, got out of the car and stood directly between Han Fei and the man in white shoes.

It must be said that Bai Xian was very brave, but this might also have had something to do with him not being able to see those three people.

"Get in the car; I will sit in the back with this person," Han Fei said as he pulled up Chou Ba from the ground.

Only then did Bai Xian notice that there was someone lying on the ground. When his gaze swept over to Chou Ba’s ghastly face, his eyelids twitched wildly: "Did you come here just to save him?"

"That’s right."

"Is the perpetrator who broke his limbs still nearby?" Bai Xian asked, looking at the miserable state of Chou Ba and instantly becoming even more tense. The perpetrator was so brutal that they had to be extremely careful.

"The perpetrator hasn’t gone far," Han Fei said, too lazy to explain as he opened the car door and threw Chou Ba onto the seat: "Go to Xinhu City’s precinct."

"The police station? Straight there?" Bai Xian hurriedly got into the car: "Don’t we need to report this in advance or something?"

"It’s fine." After the car started, Han Fei turned to look outside the window again, where the entrance to the building was pitch black with nothing to be seen.

The car sped away from the desolate buildings, and the only remaining streetlight at the intersection cast a dim yellow light. In the mix of light and darkness, a painter, holding a child’s hand, slowly turned and walked away.

Bai Xian was unaware of everything happening outside, as these things seemed to be visible to only certain people.

"This car has bulletproof glass. After the incident last time, I also installed an automatic alarm system next to the seat cushion, and hidden behind the decoration bag on your left side is a civilian electric shock gun." Bai Xian kept introducing the new installations in his car to Han Fei, seemingly to embolden himself.

Han Fei responded perfunctorily, and then took out his phone to call Li Xue, as he wanted to turn Chou Ba, the most crucial person, over to the Xinhu Police.

In truth, he didn’t have much choice. This unlucky guy named Chou Ba knew some of the secrets of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, and now that the no-faced woman wanted to kill him, Eternal Life Pharmaceutical might also kill him upon reacting.

Han Fei himself had to log into the game that night, and it would be unsafe to have such a dangerous individual with him, so he could only entrust this to the Xinhu Police.

Around nine o’clock that night, Han Fei met Li Xue and several on-duty officers at the precinct. When they saw Han Fei dragging in Chou Ba, whose arms and legs were broken, they were also shocked; the man was in an awful state.

"This guy wants to kill himself all the time. It’s best to blindfold him when interrogating him." Han Fei couldn’t possibly fight a behemoth like Eternal Life Pharmaceutical on his own. He needed help from others. Based on past experience, the Xinhu Police was undoubtedly the perfect partner.

After presenting some of his guesses to the police, Han Fei then left.

He had already obtained enough clues from Chou Ba’s mouth but didn’t have the energy to protect Chou Ba 24 hours a day, so handing him over to the police was the best choice.

"Is that it? Can I collect the bounty tomorrow?" Bai Xian had been sitting in the car the entire time, as a normal celebrity like him dared not casually enter the police station. If caught on camera, it would certainly cause media misunderstandings. As for Han Fei, of course, he didn’t need to worry; entering the police station was like going home for him, and the paparazzi were used to it.

"This case is just getting started." Han Fei had a premonition that the Plastic Surgery Hospital would bring to light some secrets from the past, and he also wanted to reclaim his lost childhood.

"I do feel like this is much more thrilling than acting. You’ve honed that unique style of yours, which must be related to these personal experiences," Bai Xian said as he drove Han Fei home. When Han Fei got out of the car, Bai Xian didn’t forget to shout, "Remember to game together tonight!"

Han Fei gave an OK gesture and turned to go upstairs.

"Chou Ba sounds like a fake name. Now that he’s fallen into the police’s hands, he might lead to a bigger fish."

When Han Fei returned home and turned on the light, his phone started vibrating.

"Han Fei, I found some things among grandma’s relics that might be of some help to you." The Liuli Cat made a video call. She showed Han Fei several damaged photos, some of which were mostly burnt and could only barely make out a figure: "These are photos from when grandma worked at the Welfare Home. Take a look, do you recognize any of the kids?"

Han Fei stared at the screen for a long time, his gaze settling on the second photo.

That group photo’s corner featured a kid wearing white shoes, everyone else was squeezing into the middle of the frame, but he seemed hyperactive, chasing a soccer ball and running off to the side.

"Do you recognize the kid chasing the ball in the second photo?"

"My memory is a bit hazy. That kid, I believe, was the most popular child in the orphanage. Everyone wanted to play with him, and grandma took special care of him too," Liuli Cat thought hard for a while. "Right, he was the first child I remember being adopted, the first one to disappear from among us."

"The most popular child, the one with the best character, the first to disappear..." Han Fei noted down the most important points, "The building in the background of the photo is the Welfare Home, right?"

"Yes, but it feels strange. I don’t recall the Welfare Home where I lived looking like that." As soon as Liuli Cat said this, there was a change in Han Fei’s expression; he felt the same way.

The most direct evidence was that the Welfare Home in the photos was completely different from the blood-red orphanage building rooted deep in his memories.

"When I was first adopted by grandma, I accidentally knocked her bag to the ground once, and many photos of kids fell out. Each one with an orphanage in the background seemed different."

"I asked grandma curiously at the time, and she said it was because each child’s character was different, so the building each child saw was also different."

"I couldn’t understand it. Later, grandma patted my head and said something profound."

"Some children are only confined to the orphanage during their childhood, but some will be trapped in an orphanage their entire life. She hoped I would choose to be the former."

Liuli Cat still hadn’t fully comprehended the old lady’s words, but they resonated with Han Fei, who had always had an image of himself forever confined in an orphanage.

"You keep looking for clues, but also take care of your health."

"Alright, I’ll contact you again once I find something."

After hanging up, Han Fei was pondering the matters Liuli Cat had mentioned when Huang Ying suddenly called him again.

Before he started playing "Perfect Life," Han Fei’s phone had never rung apart from the alarm. Now, more and more people were contacting him every day.

"Han Fei, congratulations on winning Best Supporting Actor," Huang Ying didn’t bother with formalities and, after offering his congratulations, went straight to the point, "The first major event of ’Perfect Life’ is about to end, and as the top of the five leaderboards, I will have five opportunities to draw special rewards, as well as the right to build the first permanent composite community in the game."

"What do you mean by a composite community?"

"You can think of it as the guilds in other games, only ’Perfect Life’ takes it a step further, directly awarding me a private map permanently. It’s not huge in total area, but that map, including all its data, will forever belong to me personally, and I can do whatever I want on it." There was also a hint of excitement in Huang Ying’s voice; he had endured so much suffering for nothing, competing against players from around the world, and he had come out as the top of the five leaderboards.

"Data is the most valuable thing in this era, and companies like Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical offer such generous rewards to stimulate players. Those super-large gaming guilds and many professional institutions both at home and abroad are desperate, but they just can’t beat me." Huang Ying had been excited for a while after learning about the rewards, and in the future, he might be able to build his own city in the game.

"That reward does sound impressive." Han Fei thought about how, if he found the path to the Shallow World, he could bring his neighbors into Huang Ying’s private community.

"What’s troubling me is something else," Huang Ying said with a wry smile, "There’s a minimum requirement for establishing a player community, which is that there must be at least five players in the community. I’ve always been a loner with no companions and, moreover, our secrets absolutely cannot be revealed, so I’m considering where to find five people."

"Can it only be people? What about the Fierce Ghost?"

"Ghosts... definitely not," Huang Ying tried to inquire with Han Fei, "Do you have anyone trustworthy on your side? I remember you said that old Master Zhuang Ren could cooperate with me."

"He can’t log into the game due to special reasons," Han Fei thought for a moment, "After you log in, look for a player with the ID Liuli Cat, she can be trusted."

"Just her alone?"

"I have very few friends to catch my breath with too."

Han Fei and Huang Ying both lacked friends, let alone people they could absolutely trust. Han Fei was not ready to immediately pull Bai Xian into the game, but now he wanted to test Bai Xian as soon as possible.

"The community needs to be established as soon as possible. The first player community gets a privilege reward and will be recorded in the game’s history. Also, the community can hire NPCs to reside in it. I plan to build an Evil God Altar inside and then pile all the supernatural-related items on the altar, surround it with buildings heavy with Dark Energy, and then try to see if I can employ you to reside in my community."

"It’s worth a try, with your Luck Value, you might create a miracle. Then, I can teach you how to perform Soul-summoning." The plethora of items previously used for Butterfly’s soul-summoning were still piled up in the Death Building; if Huang Ying needed them, Han Fei could let him take all of Butterfly’s things away.

The consciousness of Butterfly had shattered, and Huang Ying, who had been killed over and over again by Butterfly in the dream, obtained a Talent Ability similar to Butterfly’s—Nightmare.

Those things were useless to others, but perhaps Huang Ying could make an effect of them.

"Okay."

After finishing the call with Huang Ying, Han Fei sent a message to Liuli Cat, asking her to log into the game and wait for Huang Ying’s invitation.

After receiving a reply from Liuli Cat, Han Fei then called Bai Xian to ask how his preparations were going.

Bai Xian was very excited and seemed eager to try.

After dealing with these matters, Han Fei dived straight into the Game Box and put on the gaming helmet.

As the blood-red descent approached, Han Fei sneakily glanced at the terrifying figure that emanated a sense of horror before opening his eyes.

"Where’s Feng Ziyu?" Han Fei ran out of the room and found the patrolling Security Guard, "Tonight, a newcomer will be coming, prepare a full set of services for him."

"The most desperate, worst, and most unfortunate package?"

"He’s one of us, just help him toughen up a little."

After notifying the Death Building Owners, Han Fei went to Doctor Yan’s room.

The large-scaled Grudge sat in the room, holding a suture, tirelessly sewing the character for destiny onto his bald face. He worked hard trying, yet each time he was close to finishing, the sutures would burst open, seemingly signifying he would never grasp his own fate.

"Doctor Yan, are there any buildings related to the orphanage in the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area? Little White Shoes keeps running all over the area, as if looking for something?" Han Fei sat in front of Doctor Yan, looking at the nearly three meters tall Giant Ghost, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

The room fell silent. After a long contemplation, Doctor Yan wrote in blood on the floor, "To the north of the Plastic Surgery Hospital, there is a department store, and near the department store is an abandoned orphanage."

"Has Little White Shoes been there?"

"The orphanage is filled with painted windows, you can’t get out once you go in." After writing this, Doctor Yan’s arms slowly drooped as if he had fallen asleep.

"I was just asking casually. I didn’t expect there really to be an orphanage in the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area." Han Fei had got the answer he wanted, so he left the room, called over Ha Ha and Xu Qin, and drew a map of the nearby important buildings on the ground, "Now that the Hatred from the Plastic Surgery Hospital is guarding against the fog from the Death Building, we can approach from the other side. There might be some secret of Hatred hidden in that orphanage."

They definitely can’t compete head-to-head with the Plastic Surgery Hospital; Han Fei sees their only chance as gradually weakening their opponent’s strength.

"The orphanage is very close to the department store. Let’s go together, we can take advantage of the power of Mirror God, and perhaps we can catch the fleeing Ten Fingers."

This operation was going to be very dangerous, and Han Fei must be cautious. He planned to wait for three hours before going over.

Most neighbors were off preparing, and Han Fei just so happened to have a bit of free time.

Opening his Attribute Panel, Han Fei looked at his Talent Ability.

He gently touched the Soul-summoning option, and as blood-red crawled over the Attribute Panel and the Ghost Gate slowly opened, he shouted the name of a man.

"Bai Xian!"