My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 544 Love is an Electric Saw (4000)

Chapter 544: Chapter 544 Love is an Electric Saw (4000)

"Player Number 0000, please be advised! After transitioning to the Hidden Profession, Pretty Man, your special title ’Love and Hate’ will gain enhanced effects. The rate at which Fierce Ghosts that favor you increase their friendliness will double again, and there is a chance that the opposite sex Fierce Ghosts’ friendliness can transform into affection; however, the speed at which those who despise you increase their hatred remains unchanged."

"No!"

Han Fei made his refusal very clear. The profession was extremely dangerous. Although it could indeed help Han Fei quickly increase his friendliness with others, a single misstep could potentially cause someone to turn love into hatred and end with countless Fierce Ghosts pursuing him. It was a profession akin to playing with fire.

The system had one thing right: this profession was like dancing on flames as ice, able to experience an unprecedented thrill, but also constantly shouldering the corresponding risks.

"Fu Yi has already demonstrated with his life, I will not follow in Fu Sheng’s past decisions when it comes to choices in the Black Box, nor will I repeat Fu Yi’s mistakes in matters of the heart."

After settling the bill and logging off, Han Fei turned around and was taken aback.

His wife stood outside the internet café, holding an umbrella. In her hand, she clutched his filthy coat, as though she had seen everything that had transpired between Han Fei and Teacher Liu just moments before.

"You... let me explain."

"It’s okay, I heard everything. You were just helping her find out the cause of her father’s death." His wife seemed to know what Han Fei was thinking and deliberately shook the dirty coat a few times: "There’s nothing hidden inside."

"How did your clothes get so dirty?" Han Fei took off his coat and walked towards his wife, draping his clean clothes over her: "I’ve cleared things up with her. Shall we go home now?"

Han Fei did not ask why his wife had followed him, nor did he dare to ask. He simply raised the umbrella in his hand, with the majority covering her.

Seeing Han Fei’s shoulders getting soaked by the rain, his wife snuggled closer to him.

Han Fei had always paid special attention to the distance between him and his wife, but as time progressed, she seemed to become a bit more proactive.

It was now the latter half of the night, yet the rain showed no signs of stopping. They followed the road leading out of the internet café, and at the corner of the alley, they saw an elderly couple.

They were pushing a small cart selling simmered skewers, and likely due to the rain, they still had a lot of unsold food left.

"Has it been a long time since we last came out together to eat at a food stall?" Han Fei looked back at his wife: "It’s already late to go back now anyway, let’s just enjoy a stroll tonight. I’ve always been busy with work and have not properly accompanied you and the kids."

They closed their umbrellas and sat beside the cart. Rainwater slid down the awning as the elderly couple pointed at a sign next to their cart, their smiles warm and welcoming.

Han Fei looked at the sign, which roughly indicated that the old lady was deaf and mute, and the old man also had poor hearing, requiring a hearing aid to listen clearly, and they hoped the customers would not mind.

"They are able to rely on each other at such an old age, it’s really enviable." His wife, draped in Han Fei’s coat, gazed at the steaming skewers; "I want to try this one, and these few as well."

"There probably won’t be any other customers tonight, let’s eat a bit more." Han Fei was after all the Midnight Butcher, and as long as it contained meat, he could keep eating indefinitely.

In the rainy depth of night, the snack stall’s light seemed especially warm. There were no customers that day, just Han Fei and his wife sitting beside the cart.

"If things go as I expect, Fu Sheng should be going to school soon; his life will become wonderful." Looking at the rising steam, Han Fei felt that he was doing the right thing.

"Actually, it’s also my fault that he turned out that way," his wife spoke of these matters to Han Fei for the first time; "When we first got married, I wanted to improve our relationship and make him happier, but during our trip to the theme park, an accident happened. I got separated from him, and I knew he was scared, I kept looking for him."

"Theme park?" Han Fei’s expression remained unchanged, but his ears perked up, listening intently.

"He might have started feeling from that time that I was a bad woman, that I intentionally wanted to lose him. But it was just an accident, and I’ve always wanted to make up for it." His wife was full of regret as she spoke, and then she lowered her head, "I know his birth mother took him to the amusement park before she died, and I wanted to be his mother too. The day you two had that big fight, I was in so much pain. I didn’t understand why everything had turned out this way; maybe I was wrong from the start."

"The day of the big fight?" Han Fei looked at the woman with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "The argument between Fu Sheng and me? Is that when he started to hate me?"

His wife nodded, "After Fu Tian arrived, we really gave him more love and neglected Fu Sheng’s feelings, which is why he did what he did."

"My head hurts, and my memory is a bit fuzzy. What did Fu Sheng do that day?"

"You forgot?" For the first time, the wife looked at Han Fei with confusion in her eyes, "We weren’t home that day, and Fu Sheng took Fu Tian to the amusement park. It seemed like he was preparing to ’lose’ Fu Tian the way I ’lost’ him initially."

"I remember now." Han Fei pressed his temples, his mind racing with thoughts.

He knew that Lost Paradise and the Plastic Surgery Hospital were two places Fu Sheng would never forget, but he never understood why Fu Sheng remembered these places so vividly.

"Fu Sheng said he only took Fu Tian to the amusement park because he kept crying, but neither of us believed him. You went as far as to slap him hard, forcing him to admit his mistake. That day, your argument was extremely fierce, and I had never seen Fu Sheng so out of control and in pain." The rain was slowly tapering off, but the wife’s emotional turmoil was growing, "If I had been willing to believe Fu Sheng that day, maybe none of what followed would have happened."

"Is it possible that the amusement park represented separation in Fu Sheng’s heart and that by taking Fu Tian there, he intended to leave Fu Tian behind and then disappear from our lives forever?" Han Fei had no evidence, but he was guessing based on his understanding of Fu Sheng, "That child has always been gentle; he would even try to protect roadside memorial photos, so the deceased wouldn’t be bullied by assholes."

"I know, and that’s why I’ve always wanted to apologize to him. But since that day, he completely closed himself off. After he took a leave of absence from school, he locked himself in his room and never met with us again." The wife was in distress, feeling that many things were her fault.

"I will clear up this misunderstanding." Han Fei finished the soup in his bowl, "Anyway, I am now very confident."

"Have you found a way to communicate with Fu Sheng?"

"No." Han Fei smiled and shook his head, "My confidence comes from you. I have the gentlest wife in the world and children that make me the proudest and most proud. I will change that so-called predetermined fate."

"You’re talking nonsense again."

"I actually can see the future; you will become a great mother, nurturing both kids into the finest talents. They will both become big shots who change the world." Han Fei wasn’t lying; all this was really happening.

The wife thought Han Fei was just trying to cheer her up, and she rubbed her eyes, "And what about you? What will you become in the future?"

"Me?" Han Fei hesitated, then checked his phone for the time, Fu Yi had about thirty days left to live, "It’s late; we should go back."

"Indeed, it’s late. Hurry back and get some sleep, you have to work tomorrow."

The wife stood up and opened the umbrella, while Han Fei looked at the old man, "Old man, pack up these leftovers for me. I’ll take them home to eat."

It was very late and still raining, Han Fei wanted the old man and the old woman to pack up and go home early.

Carrying a whole bag, Han Fei left the seat next to the small carriage, and all his actions were seen by his wife.

"Attention player number 0000! Your wife’s hatred for you has decreased by one point, now accumulating a decrease of four points."

Drawing near to his wife, Han Fei hadn’t even approached when she extended the umbrella over his head, "Let’s go, let’s go home."

"I bought some extra, we can heat it up and eat tomorrow." Han Fei carried the bag, with one hand holding the umbrella.

"Hmm."

The rain gradually lessened, and by 3 a.m., Han Fei and his wife finally returned to their residential area.

Just as they entered the community, Han Fei suddenly heard something and turned his head to look. Around the corner of the area, there was a young woman wearing a yellow-brown dress.

Her hair was completely drenched, sticking to her face, and her expression was extremely frightening at that moment.

"It’s that female online friend! How did she get near my neighborhood?" Han Fei handed the umbrella to his wife and quickly pursued the figure.

In many movies, the female online friend might have missed Han Fei. After seeing his happy life, she might grow resentful and then take revenge on Han Fei and his family.

But movies are just movies, after all. With a Physical Strength of thirty, Han Fei sprinted at full speed and could shake off most ghosts, let alone a frail female online friend.

The passive Talent of Hide-and-Seek triggered, and Han Fei quickly found the barely adult female online friend in a corner of the alley.

"What’s wrong with you?"

As Han Fei approached slowly, he noticed that the woman’s body was continuously shaking, and she held a sharp piece of glass in her hand.

"I’ll find you a place to shelter from the rain first. Have you eaten?"

With concern and warm gestures, Han Fei drew closer step by step, while the woman swung the glass fragment at him, but before she could even touch Han Fei, she fell down herself.

Han Fei touched the online friend’s forehead, and her temperature was very high.

"You come out to kill me with a fever, do you want to die with me? It’s not worth it! My Fu Yi’s life is already counting down, but you still have a bright future ahead of you." Han Fei took out his phone and dialed his wife, then he carried the female online friend on his back and ran out of the alley towards the nearby hospital.

After registering for emergency treatment, Han Fei prepaid enough medical fees and also withdrew one thousand and five hundred yuan from an ATM, which he stuffed into the woman’s backpack.

Looking at the frail woman on the hospital bed, Han Fei couldn’t help but sigh again. This Shrine Inheritance Task could be said to have made him sigh the most, "Take good care of your health. You need to be strong and healthy so you can have the strength to kill me."

Getting up, Han Fei prepared to leave but he suddenly realized the woman was faintly gripping the hem of his clothes.

"Nevermind, I’ll stay with you a while longer."

Han Fei now had a sense of urgency. The title ’Love and Hate’ would speed up the growth of love and hate in others, so he needed to quickly reduce everyone’s hatred towards him.

After the woman’s condition stabilized a little, Han Fei left the hospital and returned home.

His wife had prepared clean clothes for him on the sofa; after changing, he quietly entered the bedroom.

Then, to his surprise, he found that the mattress he had placed on the floor had been picked up, and the blanket had been moved to the bed. His wife was sleeping on her side to the left, leaving the right half of the bed near the door empty.

Honestly, Han Fei was moved, but still diligently took out the mattress, laid it on the floor again, and placed the pillow and blanket back on it.

He couldn’t help it; sleeping on the bed just didn’t feel right to him.

After taking a brief nap, Han Fei hurried up to wash up and prepare for work.

"I’m off to the company. Keep an eye on the news, and if the previous principal’s grievances get cleared, remember to share this good news with Fu Sheng," Han Fei instructed before leaving.

"Don’t worry."

Leaving the house, Han Fei ran towards the company in a rush, but he still arrived late.

"I’m done for, going to get lectured by Zhao Qian again; I stood her up last night, today is probably going to be tough. I’ll need to be cautious all the time."

Clocking in at the company floor, Han Fei was surprised to find that Zhao Qian didn’t seek him out this time, and his four subordinates weren’t in the office, either.

"Where is everyone?"

As Han Fei wondered, a series of gasps came from the company’s conference room.

Han Fei immediately took off his jacket, grabbed a half cup of coffee, and pretended like he’d been working for a long time.

Approaching the conference room, Han Fei pushed the door open and found everyone gathered inside, many taking pictures with their phones.

As he moved closer, Han Fei saw a woman nearly 1.8 meters tall dressed in the characteristic outfit of a Rebel from the Eternal Life Game, holding a chainsaw and striking various poses.

Zhang Yu took the idea that less clothing equals higher Combat Power to the extreme. The game costumes he designed looked good, just a bit too economical with fabric.

"Eh? Team Leader, when did you get here?" Brother Jia Shu, tiptoeing to take pictures, accidentally bumped into Han Fei.

"I’ve been here for a while, but you were so engrossed in taking pictures you didn’t notice me."

"Come on, Team Leader, I’ll make room for you."

"No need, you keep taking photos; I’m going back to work." Han Fei turned to leave, but just as he reached for the door, the sound of the chainsaw suddenly started at the other end of the conference room.

Han Fei’s heart raced: "This can’t be happening, right? Li Guo’er just sketched something casually, I must be too nervous."

Unable to resist looking back, Han Fei caught the eye of the woman holding the chainsaw; her cold face slowly revealed a somewhat cruel smile.

Han Fei’s skin twitched, confirming through eye contact that he had encountered someone out to kill him.

Pretending he saw nothing, Han Fei hurried back to the office and took out his phone to check the messages on his alternate account.

He hadn’t interacted with those flirty women for the past few days, not a single word.

Last night, a woman who’d been flirtatiously chatting with him sent several messages in a row — basically, "If you don’t come looking for me, then I’ll come looking for you."

Han Fei clicked on the woman’s profile picture, but she was also using an alternate account, hiding all real information.

"Team Leader, why are you sweating again?" Li Guo’er handed Han Fei a wet paper towel, saying with a smile, "The other guys’ eyes were glued to the model, but you turned and ran. Did you know her before?"

"If everyone here is just watching a beauty, who’s going to build the company’s future? You can look at a beauty a hundred times, but she won’t be yours. But if you work hard, the money and the future can be yours."

"But the first thing that model said when she arrived at the company was — is Fu Yi here? Sister Qian was totally dumbfounded when she heard that." Li Guo’er laughed joyfully, "Team Leader, think it over, maybe you’ve met her somewhere. Oh yes, that model’s name is Love."