My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 559 The Biggest Difference Between Han Fei and Fu Yi

Chapter 559: Chapter 559 The Biggest Difference Between Han Fei and Fu Yi

"Player 0000, please be aware! You have successfully leveled up to Level 20! Free Attribute Point increased by one!"

"Attention! Upon reaching Level 20, players may obtain a second profession! Do you wish to upgrade your part-time Death Building Security Guard to your second main profession?"

"Attention! Player has exceeded the preliminary task requirements for the hidden profession, Pretty Man, with a Fitting Degree reaching 98%, close to the maximum! Do you wish to change your second profession to Pretty Man?"

"Attention! When a player changes professions with a maximum Fitting Degree, an extremely rare additional Professional Talent is triggered! There is a chance to elevate that profession to a whole new level!"

"Player 0000, please be aware! Upon successful leveling up to Level 20, the Personality Fragment function will be unlocked, and you now own 10% of the Greed Personality! Upon successfully unlocking a Personality, you will receive extra attribute rewards!"

"Player 0000, please be aware! As you level up, your connection with the Shrine becomes ever tighter."

Looking at the series of prompts given by the system, Han Fei quickly identified the most crucial point.

According to the official website of "Perfect Life," each player is allowed only one main profession, whose skills can be unlocked normally, whereas other professions are considered part-time. Part-time professions unlock certain skills based on the profession’s Fitting Degree but can’t access the full set of Professional Talent.

Every ten levels, players can attempt to promote their main profession. Upon successful promotion, a new Professional Talent is gained.

In the later stages of the game, if players encounter a better profession, they have to either spend a lot of time retraining or lament the impermanence of life, having missed a good profession.

Previously, Han Fei thought he could only choose one main profession, but it wasn’t until he reached Level 20 that he realized this was not the case.

In the Deep World, he did not have to abide by such regulations; every ten levels, he could obtain an entirely new profession!

"Assuming the max level is 100, then couldn’t I have ten hidden professions?" Han Fei finally grasped the perks of being a Deep World player, his leveling up was a hundred times harder than other players, but correspondingly, he also received some preferential treatment: "The cheapest thing in the Deep World is Skill Points; I can totally max out all professions."

His gaze sweeping over the attribute column, Han Fei first added Attribute Points to his Physical Strength; at Level 20, his Physical Strength had already reached a high of 32 points.

"Midnight Butcher is already a very strong hidden profession. When I changed professions, I destroyed Beast Alley, killed all my peers, and ultimately transitioned to the hidden amongst hidden professions—Dawn Butcher. This profession absolutely needs to be kept and not replaced casually."

"Compared to Midnight Butcher, Death Building Security Guard seems quite ordinary. Although it is also a hidden profession, because I am part-time, I only acquired a passive ability that increases speed at night."

"Even if I were to promote Death Building Security Guard to my second main profession, it wouldn’t help me much."

Han Fei’s gaze slowly started to move as if attracted by something, settling on the last hidden profession.

"Full Fitting Degree change of profession has a chance to elevate the profession to a new height..." Han Fei mulled over the system’s prompt, and ultimately decided not to change professions right away: "What a cunning system, I always feel like it’s deliberately leading me on. How could someone like me, who has never even been in love, be suited to be a Pretty Man?"

The Black Box was given to Han Fei by Fu Sheng; this Shrine Memory task also came from Fu Sheng. Han Fei pondered for a while and came to a conclusion: "Could it be that this special hidden profession is a legacy left to me by Fu Sheng? But who would leave such a unique profession as a legacy to their successor?"

In just a few seconds, Han Fei’s expression changed several times, scaring Little Yellow-haired beside him.

"Let’s call it a day," said Han Fei as he took off the watch from Yellow-haired’s wrist. Having swept through for two days, no criminal in the Lower District dared to rob pedestrians anymore, so the security had indeed improved a lot.

"From now on, just go back to school and stop following others into the underworld, it’s not as cool as you think, understand?" Han Fei stuffed the money and the watch back into his own pocket, "Although I said I’d give you the money for medical bills, you’ve seen these past few days how dangerous it is to flaunt so much cash outside, haven’t you?"

Yellow-haired nodded repeatedly, right now he just wanted to go home and then seal up all his windows.

"I’ll hold onto it for you for the time being. If you don’t get into college, I’ll use this money to come find you and we can start a business together."

"You, rest assured, I’d rather die than fail to get into college! No, what I mean is, thank you!" Yellow-haired was starting to babble.

"Go home."

Han Fei brushed the dust off his body, his Physical Strength Attribute had increased again, but his mood was still not great.

During the act of Righteous Hero earlier, he clearly felt that his movements weren’t as smooth as before.

"If I were in a cooperative relationship with those players, then they would most likely abandon me if I fell ill. Fortunately, I’ve planted a seed of doubt in Qiangwei’s mind, and they don’t know the full extent of my abilities."

Han Fei was always aware of one thing: the key to completing the Shrine Memory World lay with Fu Sheng. When his time came and he began to age and fall, all the trouble would weigh down on Fu Sheng.

What he needed to do now was to help Fu Sheng clear the troubles as much as possible, to prevent Fu Sheng from collapsing while pulling him out of the shadows and encouraging him to take the initiative to defend his own family.

Of course, this family included Han Fei himself.

"Should I teach Fu Sheng some police combat techniques tomorrow?" Han Fei was contemplating various things, preparing to visit Fu Sheng at school, when his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Glancing at the caller ID, Han Fei realized it was Zhao Qian calling.

"President Zhao Qian, what’s the matter?"

"Come to the company immediately, there’s a woman looking for you."

Upon hearing the word "woman," Han Fei inhaled sharply. Before he could ask anything else, Zhao Qian had already hung up.

"Zhao Qian knows Du Shu and the female model named Love; if it were them looking for me, she definitely wouldn’t have referred to them simply as ’that woman’. Could it be Fu Yi’s wife has gone there?" Han Fei rushed to the company by taxi, feeling very anxious on the way.

Before the sun set, Han Fei returned to the company. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw some employees pointing fingers and whispering as if he had done something scandalous.

"Who’s looking for me?"

Han Fei first returned to his office, where the employees stopped their work and none seemed to have a good expression on their faces.

"Team Leader, you’d better go to President Zhao Qian’s office right away, there’s been an incident," Brother Jia Shu stood up and said to Han Fei.

"I understand the situation isn’t great right now, but remember one thing," Han Fei patted Brother Jia Shu on the shoulder and then looked around at his other subordinates, "no matter what happens, even if I resign or I’m no longer here, you must complete that game. That game will validate your abilities and also bring you generous rewards."

The subordinates never expected that at this time, Han Fei’s concern was still them and the game; they all nodded silently.

After finishing speaking, Han Fei gave Li Guo’er another look. Among the several subordinates, only Li Guo’er continued to wear her glasses, frantically catching up with work.

Han Fei didn’t say anything specifically to Li Guo’er, he stood up and walked towards President Zhao Qian’s office.

"President Zhao Qian?" Han Fei pushed open the door and looked inside; only Zhao Qian was present: "Where is the person looking for me?"

"Right here." Zhao Qian threw a flyer onto the table in front of Han Fei: "You already have a child, what kind of mess have you caused!"

Picking up the flyer for a glance, Han Fei’s expression didn’t change much; he had already anticipated that he might encounter this situation.

The black and white flyer detailed the things Fu Yi once did: he had an affair with a woman who became pregnant with his child, later breaking up with the woman and cutting off all contact, unaware that the child was born.

Sadly, the newborn had a congenital disease, and as the child grew, the condition worsened. The woman could no longer afford the increasingly expensive medical bills, so she had no choice but to seek out Fu Yi.

Han Fei knew that everything on the flyer was true, but what was strange was that the flyer didn’t provide any real evidence, nor did it reveal the identities of the woman and child.

It seemed these flyers were only the first step, the opponent planned to torment Fu Yi bit by bit, ruining his reputation and then forcing him to pay all the medical expenses.

"Doesn’t seem like something Fu Yi’s mother would do; this kind of method of toying with prey is more like Du Shu’s style."

Han Fei remained silent. He knew that everything written on the flyer was true. Sure, he could now loudly refute with the flyer in hand, but what point would that serve?

Perhaps Fu Yi in the past had done that, denying outright, using one lie to cover up another, but ultimately he drove himself into a corner.

"You were the lead planner for ’Eternal Life’ and are now the main person in charge of the horror dating game. The board values both of these games highly." Zhao Qian placed a document on the table: "If you can’t clarify this matter, or if what is written here really happened, to ensure ’Eternal Life’ isn’t affected, the management might require your resignation."

Developing a top-tier game takes too many resources and time, and if a person’s scandal impacts the whole game, the company definitely won’t accept it.

Now, Han Fei faced two paths: to find an excuse to muddle through temporarily and reconcile with Fu Yi’s mother in private, or to shoulder the infamy, lose his well-paying job, be mocked by peers, and then pay Fu Yi’s mother both alimony and hefty medical bills.

Most ordinary people would choose the first option. Fu Yi probably wasn’t an exception at the time.

"I’ve had someone collect these flyers. The impact is minimal at the moment, but a secret can’t be kept forever. You’d better think clearly about what to do next." Zhao Qian seemed tired as she grabbed the remaining flyers on the desk and threw them into the trash can: "Go see that woman as soon as possible and give me an answer by tomorrow."

Leaving Zhao Qian’s office, Han Fei returned to his team’s office, where none of his employees dared to speak.

Sitting silently in his chair for a while, Han Fei stood up and looked at his subordinates.

"Each of you was personally interviewed and hired by me. The turnover rate for newcomers in the gaming industry is high, but those I have interviewed have stayed. I am grateful for your trust." Han Fei paused for a moment: "Now, as your leader one last time, I need to notify you of a few things."

The office fell silent, and the subordinates all looked at Han Fei.

"First, we must continue with this horror dating game; your bonuses for the entire year depend on it."

"Second, don’t be afraid no matter what happens. Protect yourselves and learn to think independently, stay calm and composed."

"Third, after I leave, you might face some criticism, and I apologize in advance. However, I hope you can withstand the pressure, as only then can you fight for your rights."

"Fourth, and most importantly, do not work overtime at the company for the next three days, and make sure to go home before the sun sets."

Han Fei, having learned from the players about the movement patterns of hatred, was worried about the safety of his subordinates.

"I’ve said what I needed to say. See you tomorrow."

Han Fei left the company, deciding to visit the inn where Fu Yi was staying and meet Fu Yi’s mother.

"In the mission as the Building Chief Manager, the mother and child Fu Sheng killed should be Fu Yi and her mother, the real cause of Fu Sheng’s mental breakdown."

Pulling out his phone, Han Fei dialed his wife’s number and indirectly inquired about how much spare cash they had at home.

His wife’s response added another layer of pressure on Han Fei. They had taken out a mortgage for their current residence in the city center, leaving them with little spare cash and monthly mortgage repayments to make.

In his heyday as lead designer for ’Eternal Life,’ Fu Yi’s salary and benefits were excellent; he was one of the company’s most valued designers. But as he was transferred to other projects, his income plunged sharply, resulting in recent months’ mortgage being covered from savings.

In reality, over the years, Fu Yi hadn’t earned little. But with his indulgence in frivolities and philandering, his expenditures were enormous, ultimately leading to the current situation.

"Losing all sources of income, plus bearing the medical expenses for Fu Yi, as well as providing for Fu Sheng and Fu Tian..."

Han Fei was now experiencing the same events as Fu Yi. He hadn’t encountered any ghosts in this world, but this process of a person slowly turning into a murderer was more horrifying to him than encountering a ghost.

"The room where I did the Building Chief Manager task was dirty and messy, cramped and narrow, very different from the two-story apartment I live in now. It seems that after Fu Yi died, his wife reluctantly chose to stop paying the mortgage, and they moved somewhere else."

Only the most desperate are chosen by the Black Box, and what Han Fei is about to face is the beginning of all of Fu Sheng’s despair.

The taxi drove on the road, and twenty minutes later, it stopped next to a bookstore.

Han Fei paid the fare and entered the alley behind the bookstore, gazing at a certain window of the inn in the distance, deep in thought.

In fact, after his ordeal in Deep World, Han Fei was confident he could make a person disappear completely.

Whether it was physical strength, brain power, execution, or experience, Han Fei was much stronger than Fu Yi.

But the biggest difference between Han Fei and Fu Yi was, he would never do such a thing.