My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 526: The Second Teammate Who Can Save the World (6000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 526: Chapter 526: The Second Teammate Who Can Save the World (6000 Votes for Monthly Ticket)

"Number 019 has a performance personality, but I’m not too sure about 030," Number 024 didn’t have much to consider, and he openly responded to whatever Han Fei asked.

After obtaining useful information, Han Fei did not continue to stay in Deep World. Since his body had been manipulated by Kuangxiao, his soul and will were already overdrawn, and it was already quite difficult for him to have not collapsed until now.

After eating several pieces of pig heart, Han Fei found Xu Qin to confirm that her condition was gradually improving, then he finally felt relieved to exit the game.

In the blood-congealed city, Han Fei was surprised to find that exiting the game this time was slower than any other time before.

He stared intently at the blood-colored figures at the distant edge of the city, his heart pounding uncontrollably, filled with immense panic.

"Why is this happening? Normally, leaving the game isn’t so difficult."

As his consciousness drifted away, Han Fei finally left that blood-congealed city, and this time he was fortunate not to have been noticed by the Unspeakable.

Upon opening his eyes, the intense pain emanated from the back of his head, and Han Fei lay in the game box, clenching his teeth tightly.

The excruciating pain made it impossible for him to sit up, even doing something as simple as removing the game helmet was unmanageable.

"It really hurts!"

Having experienced various horrors in Deep World, Han Fei was already accustomed to pain, but this time, the pain originating from the back of his head still made him grimace, hard to bear.

After a long while, the sharp pain slowly diminished, and Han Fei, using his last strength to remove the game helmet, simply fell asleep right there in the game box.

When Kuangxiao controlled his body, it almost drained his potential and spirit.

Falling into a drowsy sleep, it was a long time before Han Fei woke up again.

The back of his head still hurt a lot, and his body felt extremely tired.

"It seems I still shouldn’t let Kuangxiao come out easily. Although that guy showed me my own limits, each challenge to the limit requires a long time to recover."

In Deep World, after slaying Yinglong, his body nearly collapsed, and he couldn’t even move and had to rely on Yinglong to carry him.

Climbing out of the game box, Han Fei opened the refrigerator door, devouring various types of canned meat.

The pleasure of eating alleviated the pain in his mind, Han Fei, leaning against the refrigerator, looked at the meat in his hand, "It seems I will not be able to leave meat behind for the rest of my life. Fortunately, I met Xu Qin. Even in Deep World, I could enjoy various kinds of delicious meats, though sometimes they contain a Curse, it’s like biting into chocolates with different hidden flavors, the meat containing different Curses makes it more exciting."

Standing up from the ground, Han Fei took out his phone and glanced at it—there were numerous unread calls and messages. After the film festival, even more people were looking for him.

After a quick scan, Han Fei felt it was better to go see Bai Xian first.

Not winning an award at the film festival was bad enough, he entered "Perfect Life" to play and relax, and then an accident happened—a blow most people would find hard to bear.

"As expected, as long as Bai Xian can pull through, his acting will definitely take a qualitative leap."

Holding his head, Han Fei found a hat to wear and left his room like that.

After descending the stairs, he vaguely felt something was off in the atmosphere of the complex and grasped the hidden stick up his sleeve.

His face expressionless, Han Fei continued to walk outside.

As he approached the entrance of the complex, two men in very ordinary clothes quietly came near; they didn’t approach Han Fei but stood on either side of him.

"Plainclothes?"

The situation seemed rather serious, and Han Fei slowed his steps. The moment he walked out of the complex gate, countless cameras faced him and began shooting.

A large number of reporters were waiting at the entrance of the complex, including many social media workers, and old neighbors from the complex were also among them.

"Han Fei! What would you like to say about winning Best Supporting Actor? Who do you think is the better actor— you or Bai Cha?"

"The internet has always compared you to other young actors. An industry heavyweight said that your acting surpasses that of ordinary young people and can even compete with veteran actors. Is this true?"

"What do you think of the latest statement Bai Cha posted online? He regards you as his biggest competitor! He’s backed by Deep Space Entertainment, but I hear you haven’t joined any company. Are you confident about competing with him?"

Countless people were waiting for Han Fei’s response. As the youngest recipient of Best Male Supporting Actor, Han Fei’s popularity was unparalleled among third-tier actors. As long as his works continued and his reputation didn’t crumble, his promotion to the second-tier would be no problem this year.

Facing countless cameras, Han Fei was truly a bit nervous. He was still clutching the collapsible baton in his sleeve; if the media captured it, who knew what rumors might spread.

"I haven’t joined any entertainment companies yet, and I don’t want to compete with other actors. Acting for me is more of a hobby," Han Fei said as he tightened his grip on the baton. He must have been the first actor in history to be interviewed while holding a baton: "Winning this award, first and foremost, I have to thank everyone for their recognition. Please look forward to my next work."

Last night, reporters hadn’t cornered Han Fei at the venue, so now they had all run to his doorstep, troubling not just Han Fei but the two plainclothes police officers as well.

"How do you usually practice your acting skills? Why do you possess such a unique aura?"

"Do you have any actors you favor? We once captured a photo of you walking the red carpet with Xia Yilan, and it seems you’ve also had dinner together? Are you close friends?"

Questions from the reporters kept coming, giving Han Fei an even bigger headache. He didn’t even know how to respond, especially about his relationship with Xia Yilan. He indeed valued Xia Yilan highly and even planned to personally take her in for remodeling, gifting her a pair of stainless-steel bracelets, but he dared not speak of this to the media.

Faced with numerous "ghosts," Han Fei was now struggling to cope. All could do was respond patiently while secretly dialing a number with his hand in his pocket.

About ten minutes later, a police car parked by the roadside, its siren sounding, and Han Fei broke into a delighted smile.

"Excuse me, I have some business to attend to."

Pushing through the crowd, Han Fei apologized as he squeezed into the police car.

For other celebrities, getting into a police car would be hot news, but when Han Fei did it, even the reporters and new media workers found it utterly normal.

They chased after the police car, asking questions. Han Fei wore a professional smile before urging Li Xue to drive quickly.

The vehicle left the public road in front of the residential area. The driving police officer and Li Xue in the passenger seat also witnessed the reporters’ craziness.

"Han Fei, are you really this popular now?"

"Fame is all ephemeral. Everyone’s just trying to make a living. Whoever becomes the hot topic, they chase after. I guess my popularity might last only a couple of days," Han Fei had a clear understanding of himself.

"Maybe you should move somewhere else for now. There are reporters all around the residential area; we’re worried that Butterfly might mingle among them and launch an attack on you," Li Xue expressed her concerns for Han Fei’s safety.

"Then I definitely can’t leave. This is also an opportunity to catch Butterfly. If it gets tempted, it might just fall into the net," Han Fei said righteously.

"Your level is indeed quite high, way stronger than other young actors I’ve met, but you still need to look after your safety," the other police officer driving the car added: "If something happened to you, it would be a great loss to the police force."

Han Fei shook his head modestly. He was probably the most helpful Best Supporting Actor to the police force in history. "Officers, how is that man I sent to the police station last night? Has he woken up?"

"That guy was taken to the hospital’s intensive care unit. He’s really no small fish. After sifting through a lot of information, we found that this man had not been entered into the citizen information database. He’s probably a fugitive who has been on the run for many years." Li Xue took out her phone, displaying surveillance video from the hospital where all four cameras simultaneously monitored Chou Ba.

"He used to be a senior executive at Eternal Life Pharmaceutical. Be very careful in your interrogation and never expose his existence. There are secrets of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical hidden within him," Han Fei, who highly trusted the Xinhu Police, relayed what Chou Ba had previously mentioned to the two officers.

"Don’t worry. My teacher has already gotten involved, and he’s very interested in those criminals you’ve captured," Li Xue’s teacher was a legend in the police force, who had been combating Butterfly for over a decade, not only had he survived, but he’d also gradually uncovered many truths.

The police car carrying Han Fei arrived in Smart District, and during the ride, Han Fei also asked Li Xue to help look for orphans numbered 019 and 030.

The police force and Han Fei were now united, they were slowly uncovering the unknown aspects of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical.

Li Xue dropped Han Fei off at the smart residential complex where Bai Xian lived. After Han Fei’s identity was verified, he followed voice navigation into the elevator, directly arriving at Bai Xian’s doorstep.

Han Fei waited for a long while before the door finally opened. A haggard Bai Xian appeared at the door, his appearance a mirror image of Han Fei’s, both clutching their heads as if they had just woken from a hangover.

"Brother Bai, were you playing ’Perfect Life’ online last night?" Han Fei asked with a hint of confusion.

Bai Xian rubbed his head, pondering seriously for a moment, "I’m not entirely sure, it seems like I did, but also like I didn’t. My mind was muddled, it felt like I had nightmares all night long, and when I woke up in the morning, I found myself kicked out of the game."

A bitter smile appeared on Han Fei’s face, Bai Xian’s situation seemed even worse than Huang Ying’s was back then.

"What did you dream about last night?"

"You might not believe it if I tell you," Bai Xian said gravely, looking at Han Fei, "I saw the God of Death."

"Oh?"

"Really," Bai Xian looked at Han Fei, "That guy was wearing a beast-faced mask, and his physique... nearly perfect, much like you. He devoured human hearts raw and could bewitch fierce ghosts. Most importantly, he was undying; split in half by a ten-meter-long giant monster, he could still run covered in blood."

"Was it that terrifying?"

"What I’m telling you is toned down; you can’t imagine that kind of terror without experiencing it," Bai Xian’s hands trembled as he walked over to his liquor cabinet, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Water will be fine." Han Fei had been observing Bai Xian ever since he entered the door. Last night’s experience had made a massive impact on Bai Xian; he seemed somewhat dazed now, caught between dreams and wakefulness, his mind not very clear.

Soon Bai Xian came over, holding a glass of plain water and another full glass of white liquor.

"Brother Bai, should you be drinking right now?"

"I need the alcohol to numb myself, especially since I’m not acting these days." Bai Xian sat opposite Han Fei, and as he was about to drink, Han Fei stopped him.

"There won’t be a problem; I can hold my liquor. How can an actor not know how to drink? Especially someone like me who climbed up step by step." Bai Xian tried to joke with Han Fei, his hands shaking as he finished a glass of liquor, his eyes instantly reddening, "Yesterday, in that nightmare, I thought back on my life and suddenly felt like a failure. If I had died then, I probably would have been too ashamed to face my parents."

"You’ve already succeeded greatly; you know, my dream was once to be like you."

"To get to where I am, I’ve said many things against my heart and done many things against my will; I’ve become a very fake person, a disgrace to my parents." Bai Xian poured another glass of liquor, not bothering with any food, as if he urgently needed that burning pain in his throat.

Han Fei noticed that while talking, Bai Xian’s gaze was fixed on a certain room; he also looked over, and saw in a black cabinet, two framed photographs.

"Everyone in the entertainment industry wears masks. I dress flashy and glamorous, yet I know I’m just a monkey," Bai Xian had suffered a great shock, and he took another swig, "Before I was famous, I clenched my teeth and climbed upwards, but once I gained fame, I was put under the spotlight and dared not slip up. The words in my heart cannot be spoken, the mask stuck on my face, impossible to tear off."

"Brother Bai, drink less."

"I’m not drunk," Brother Bai looked at Han Fei, "Do you know how much I envy you? It’s not your awards or your talent I envy; it’s that you can be yourself, daring to do things that I wouldn’t even dare to think about."

As Bai Xian reached for his drink, Han Fei snatched the liquor glass from him and put the untouched glass of water in front of Bai Xian, "If you’re willing, I can bring you along to be a righteous hero next time, but first, you have to learn the basic self-defense skills from me."

"Righteous Hero..." Bai Xian drank fiercely, clutching his head, and suddenly laughed, though it was a distressing laughter, "I was surprised when I first saw you on the legal news. Later, when Director Zhang couldn’t find a suitable person, I had him watch your lead role in ’Twin Flowers’. Do you remember the first time you came to audition? I specifically came on stage to act alongside you?"

Han Fei remembered that scene; it was strange, Bai Xian was a top-tier second-line actor, yet he personally went on stage to act with him during the audition.

"I was afraid you wouldn’t perform well, I wanted to give you a leg up, but who knew your acting would be so wonderful."

"Thank you," Han Fei knew Bai Xian always held him in high regard, but he was unclear of the specific reason.

"Do you know why I wanted to help you?" Bai Xian reddened his eyes as he looked toward that black cabinet in the bedroom, and after a long time, he finally found someone to confide in, "My father was a firefighter, my mother a police officer; they both had fiery tempers and would often fight over trivial matters. After I got into college, they were planning a divorce. They hadn’t informed me about it, wanting to spend one last complete summer with me. We went on a family trip, and while passing the Hujiang River, a bus full of students crashed through the railings and plunged into the river."

Everything that happened then seemed to unfold again before his eyes, Bai Xian remembered very clearly: "Without any hesitation, my parents stopped the car and rushed over; they jumped into the river along with other righteous heroes and saved one child after another. I stood on the bridge watching them, but gradually, I couldn’t see them anymore."

"I just kept waiting for them on the bridge, until the rescue boats arrived, until the sun set, until late into the night."

"Eventually, I waited for them; both of them had fallen asleep," Bai Xian’s head felt heavy, and he grabbed the wine on the table and started chugging, this time Han Fei didn’t stop him.

"I’ve always respected those who act righteously; I admire their courage and have always wanted to strive to be like them. But gradually I changed, I chased fame and wealth, became indifferent, numb, talking human in front of people and ghost in front of ghosts."

"I don’t know what happened to me, I just turned around and realized I had become like this," Bai Xian said, pressing his swollen temples, his discomfort growing as he spoke, "In the past, I might have continued to deceive myself, thinking that after going through what I had, everyone would end up like me because that’s just how it is, until I saw you."

"Is it because I always act righteously?" Han Fei felt he shouldn’t hide this from Bai Xian, but before he could speak, Bai Xian interrupted him.

"In every aspect, when I first took you back to the district, I was shocked; I couldn’t believe you would give all the money you had earned to the victims’ families and then live in that broken-down apartment," Bai Xian struggled to express, "Do you know that feeling? It’s like thinking everyone is just a mudfish squirming in the mud, and then suddenly you see a bird spreading its wings and flying over the mire."

"Later, when I joined you to act righteously, I was very afraid and uneasy, but I suddenly felt like I was truly alive, so I would go with you again," Bai Xian said, gripping the bottle with a woozy head and dizziness from drinking too much too fast.

"Brother Bai, that’s all in the past. If you really want to change your way of living, I’ll take you with me every time I go out to catch criminals," Han Fei reassured him.

"Well... that might not be necessary." Bai Xian’s body began to slide down, but fortunately, Han Fei caught him in time and helped him to the sofa.

It took a while for Bai Xian to adjust, as he leaned back on the sofa and sobered up slightly.

"Brother Bai, actually, the main reason I came here was to ask for your opinion," Han Fei stared into Bai Xian’s eyes and asked very seriously for the first time, "What if I told you that next time you log into the game, you’ll encounter many terrifying fierce ghosts, all sorts of monsters, and unbearable despair? Would you still play? "

"Would you still play?" Bai Xian, upon hearing Han Fei’s words, held his chin with both hands, taking the matter as seriously as if he were filling out a college entrance exam application.

After thinking for a long time, Bai Xian touched the ring on his ring finger and finally spoke, "I would."

"Can you tell me why?"

"My wife is still in the game. Compared to ghosts and that kind of terror, I think she’s more important," Bai Xian confessed.

"Wife?" It was now Han Fei’s turn to be taken aback as he stared at the ring on Bai Xian’s finger, which looked more and more like a special order, possibly the E-level rare tool—Nameless Hero.

"Brother Bai, what did you experience in the game?" Han Fei realized his friends were all quite exceptional. There was no need to mention Huang Ying, who almost mistook Xu Qin for his own mother, and there was Bai Xian, a second-tier top star who remained single in real life but had quietly gotten married in the game.

"You know I’ve been under a lot of pressure, and I have nobody to talk to, so I thought I’d use this game to relieve stress. Isn’t it supposed to be the most healing game?" Bai Xian shared his recent gaming experiences with Han Fei.

While everyone else was busy leveling up and improving their professional skills, Bai Xian was wandering around, enjoying the scenery. He was extremely lucky from the start, owning two talents, and was one in ten thousand supreme account; he succeeded in everything he did and acquired many exclusive tools.

But when he reached level five, he encountered the situation he least wanted to remember. He was in the remote Thousand Lakes area when he accidentally triggered a random event.

A sightseeing boat carrying many students capsized, and he saw the students calling for help in the turbulent water. At that moment, he seemed to forget that these people were only NPCs and rushed over without hesitation.

Bai Xian jumped into the water and pushed the children towards the shore. With a low level and poor physical strength, he quickly exhausted himself.

As his body sank deeper, Bai Xian did not look back; he wanted to save as many children as possible.

The icy water filled his nostrils, and Bai Xian’s life value kept dropping. He felt as if the God of Death was clutching his neck, and his lungs had no air left.

Even then, he chose not to abandon the child in his arms but pushed as hard as he could to get him to the shore.

After using up all his strength, Bai Xian started to sink. As he watched the water surface getting further away, he thought of many things.

Death was painful, and Bai Xian slowly closed his eyes. But at that moment, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the water.

The person who saved him was his wife in the game, the only female sheriff in the Thousand Lakes area of Perfect Life.

According to Bai Xian, meeting that female sheriff made him feel as if his life had some meaning, and the game was no longer just a game to him.

"At that moment, I experienced both the rescuer’s and the rescued’s feelings. I also understood why my parents had made such a decision," Bai Xian explained.

In every sense, Bai Xian was a good person, and Han Fei finally confirmed that Bai Xian was indeed the person he was looking for.

"Brother Bai, enter the game again tonight, and I’ll show you what the world really looks like."