My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 586: Secret Infiltration

Chapter 586: Chapter 586: Secret Infiltration

"I really haven’t done anything excessive, I’ve been sleeping on the ground these past days, haven’t even held a hand. If someone else were here, how could they resist such temptation? If they were lucky enough not to be chopped to pieces, I guess the kids would have had their one-month celebration by now."

Han Fei quietly followed behind the Blood-colored Paperman, mumbling to himself as if chanting a sutra.

Possibly because the incident in Building 2 had drawn the attention of the Plastic Surgery Hospital, Han Fei made it to the second floor of Building 5 without encountering any obstacles.

The Blood-colored Paperman stopped at the entrance of the corridor, and did not continue upstairs.

"Is there something on the second floor?"

Sticking close to the wall, Han Fei turned his head to look at the other end of the corridor.

The long hospital corridor seemed endless.

The rustling sound of electricity started, and the light above Han Fei’s head flickered slightly. When he returned to his senses, a light at the far end of the second-floor corridor had gone out.

"After all the lights in Building 2 went out, all the monsters in the entire hospital gathered there, which suggests that the lights must be some kind of signal."

His eyes blurred with tears, Han Fei always experienced this whenever he used Fu Tian’s Ghost Eye talent. It seemed that Fu Tian could only see ghosts when he was crying.

"Is there someone standing in the darkness, controlling the lights, signaling to others?"

The lights flickered again, and this time two lights at the end of the corridor went out, and the figure in the darkness seemed to be slowly moving.

"How did that person discover me?"

Gripping the Rebirth Saber, Han Fei decided to switch to a different method of infiltration.

He picked up the Blood-colored Paperman, and during the third flicker of the light, he charged at full force towards the darkness at the end of the corridor!

"Kill him before drawing more doctors’ attention!"

With every extinguished light, Han Fei narrowed the distance between himself and the figure.

The figure standing in the darkness didn’t react, hiding in what it thought was safe darkness, exuding oppressive pressure that left one breathless.

On the fifth flicker of the light, Han Fei touched the darkness, and the Slaughter Saber in his hand suddenly erupted with a blinding brightness.

Using Art Appreciation to lock onto the figure, Han Fei’s saber slashed down, not only killing the figure but also slicing through the darkness behind it.

"Touch the secrets deep within the soul."

Pressing his fingers on the figure, to prevent any tricks from the ghostly thing, Han Fei had prepared in advance, stuffing the Blood-colored Paperman into the figure’s chest.

The blood-soaked paper pierced into the body of the figure, their skin gradually cracking and turning as pale as paper.

Ever since Kuangxiao was accidentally released and killed the severely injured Ten Fingers, Han Fei felt a lot more confident in himself as well.

The extinguished lights came back on, and the figure revealed its true face: it was the soul of a doctor wearing a white coat, seemingly stripped of all emotion, like a marionette.

Under the illumination of the light, the Blood-colored Paperman grew within the depths of the doctor’s Soul Body, spreading Curse as the doctor’s skin cracked open inch by inch.

Just now, Han Fei had used a secret method to touch the depths of the doctor’s Soul Body, which seemed to have been hollowed out long ago, devoid of any human emotions, harboring only a strong desire for death.

"How much torment one must undergo to consider Soul Scattering as their final wish."

Unable to obtain more information, Han Fei pulled the Rebirth Saber out of the doctor’s Soul Body. The blank Soul instantly dissipated, leaving only specks of Glow that entered the Rebirth Saber.

The Blood-colored Paperman sat on the ground, pulling out cursed names one by one from the doctor’s Soul Body, names of people who were long gone from this world, leaving only their Resentment-laden names within the doctor’s body.

"This doctor has pale skin, wearing a white lab coat, with names filled with Grudge Energy etched into his Soul. Could he be the white ghost that represents the color white in the hospital?"

Whether it was Cao Lingling or Zhang Zhuangzhuang, they had both warned Han Fei that three kinds of ghosts would appear after dark in the hospital.

The red ghost would tear off Human Skin, the white ghost would eat people, and the most terrifying was the black ghost.

"Do doctors in the Plastic Surgery Hospital turn into white ghosts after death?" Han Fei looked at the specks of light in the Rebirth Saber and shook his head slightly, "It probably varies from person to person, only doctors who still harbor good humanity in their hearts would turn into white ghosts, but why do white ghosts eat people?"

After the doctor’s Soul Body dissipated, only a tattered white lab coat remained on the ground.

Han Fei reached out to pick up the white lab coat and rummaged through its pocket to find a thin medical record booklet.

"Player number 0000, please note, you have successfully found a clue related to Personality Fragments!"

"Related to Personality Fragments?" Han Fei vaguely remembered that after he had leveled up to level twenty, one of the new items unlocked in his Attribute Panel was Personality Fragments. Upon leaving the Mirror God World, he had also acquired a Personality Fragment, which seemed to be of great use to him.

As Han Fei leafed through the medical records, a system prompt sounded again in his Brain Sea.

"Player number 0000, please note! You have found the list of individuals with incomplete Personas."

"List of individuals with incomplete Personas (Grade G clue): This list contains the names of five people with incomplete Personas, marking the last remnants they left in the city."

"Attention! Collect five Grade G lists to obtain a Grade F clue."

Han Fei touched the names on the medical record booklet with his finger, and no further information came from the system.

"The names in the doctor’s Soul Body, do they correspond to the patients with incomplete Personas, did the doctor strip away their Personas?"

"The so-called white ghost eats people, does this eating refer to consuming some aspect of the other’s Persona?"

When Han Fei entered the Plastic Surgery Hospital Shrine, the Shrine Inheritance Task he triggered was called—Perfect Persona, and the Shrine Memory World centered around the most perfect Persona.

"If I hadn’t changed destiny, then Fu Sheng, who has now fallen completely into despair, would have been sent to the Plastic Surgery Hospital for ’special attention’ from Du Shu to undergo Persona correction therapy."

The originally fine Fu Sheng would be tortured step by step into madness and inch closer to the Black Box hidden within the Humanity Abyss.

"I killed the doctor of the Plastic Surgery Hospital; he not only harbored no Hatred for me but also infused the last bit of good humanity into my Rebirth Slaughter Saber."

Han Fei now knew what he had to do, "To help all the doctors find release, gather all the names, and upgrade the clues step by step, this is also probably what the doctor wished to see."

A great massacre and the salvation of souls are the same process under certain circumstances. Just like the Midnight Butcher and the Dawn Butcher, although they are the same Hidden Profession, the meaning bestowed upon the players by the Profession itself changes significantly based on the targets of their slaughter.

After the doctor died, the lights in building number five returned to normal.

To outsiders, it might seem that the Outsiders had already been eliminated.

"It’s not yet midnight, and the hospital’s aberration has not reached the most severe stage," Han Fei prepared to disguise himself as one of the hospital’s doctors and infiltrate under the guise of purging.

As Han Fei formulated his plan, the Blood-colored Paperman stood quietly by his side, seemingly accustomed to all of this.

Seeing Han Fei pack up the medical record and white coat, the Paperman then continued to sway as it walked upstairs.

The Nameless Heroes in building number two who drew the attention of most of the Ghosts and Monsters in the hospital had really helped Han Fei a lot. He encountered very few Ghosts and Monsters along the way, making it smoothly to the third floor.

Pushing open the safety door, the wall’s plaster on this floor was no longer a ghastly pale color but was dotted with small spots resembling age spots on the skin of the elderly.

Touching it, the wall felt bizarre, somewhat like touching the skin of a living person.

"If building number five has already mutated this much, what about buildings six and seven that follow? And the rumored eighth building is beyond imagination."

Han Fei followed the Paperman moving slowly through the floor, and they finally stopped in front of the door of ward number nine on the third floor. The ward wasn’t locked, the door was ajar, and there was ongoing conversation inside.

"It seems like this patient has two different Personalities inside his body; I think he is qualified to enter building number seven."

"If you can find a way to force out the other Personality inside his body and let us all have a look, then I will accompany you to find the deputy director."

"I’ve tried many methods, but the more I torment him, the happier he becomes," said a voice from inside the room with some helplessness: "His other Personality doesn’t care about the wellbeing of the main Personality at all, and I don’t dare to directly kill him."

"The patient probably knows you don’t dare to kill him, so he’s taking pleasure in your search for happiness."

"I’ve never seen such a perverted patient before. How about we send him to Du Shu? She is the Director’s most cherished child; gaining her favor is also beneficial for us."

"Du Shu doesn’t like such perverted dogs; what she likes is to push normal people step by step into madness, and then kick them away when they completely lose their minds," another somewhat hoarse voice inside the room said: "Didn’t Du Shu always like that employee from the game company before? She just wanted to monopolize him. After getting Du Shu, not only did that employee not reform, but he even escalated his behavior, driving Du Shu insane. The amount of ’medicine’ she consumes every week has also increased."

"Owning such a perfect Monster and still constantly cheating, he and Du Shu are indeed quite a match."

"Cut the chatter, let’s get a move on, first ruin his face, let him slowly forget himself, and then send him to the underground to peel off his Personality."

The conversation in the room gradually quieted down, followed by the familiar sounds of Achong’s cries.

This pervert would beg for mercy while laughing happily under the pain stimulation, saying very dirty things, which made the Ghosts inside very annoyed.

If this continued, Achong might die. Han Fei covered the Paperman’s ears and pushed open the ward’s door.

In the spacious single-person ward, two doctors and a nurse with her face wrapped in bandages stood next to a bed, injecting various syringes into Achong’s body and holding surgical knives of different lengths.

"Another one? Who are you?" one of the doctors, his face wrapped in bandages, looked at Han Fei with confusion: "Did you enter the wrong ward? This patient is our responsibility."

The other doctor who had been crouching next to the bed also lifted his head; his body was splattered with blood, and the bandages on his face had all been removed, leaving a face without features, only blood vessels bulging out constantly.

"The red Ghost tore off its own face?"

As Han Fei approached, he had already pulled out the Rebirth Saber.

By the time the doctor realized what was happening, the dazzling light of the blade had already pierced through one person’s chest.

Colleagues wearing the same clothes and carrying the same ID badges, without any warning, suddenly turned deadly against their own. Generally, people would not be able to react in time.

"Idiots, you can’t kill him with a knife." The doctor’s face, filled with blood silk, split open, and blood seeped through his white coat. Before his transformation was complete, Han Fei’s Rebirth Saber had already chopped into his forehead, cleaving straight into his body.

The frenzied squirming blood silk was crushed as soon as it neared the light of the saber, a sharpness unheard of in this world.

With one successful slash, Han Fei immediately turned around, the entire process taking no more than three seconds. The nurse tried to scream, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a blood-colored Paperman grabbed her tongue.

The Paperman was incredibly violent, as if venting, creating a great deal of bloody mess.

To lessen the nurse’s pain, Han Fei decisively delivered another cut.

Three "colleagues" lay in a pool of blood, with nothing beautiful emanating from their bodies.

"Cutting into their bodies with the Rebirth Saber is as easy as tearing paper. Were these people doctors, or butchers?"

"White ghosts devoid of all emotion, their souls merge beautiful humanity into Rebirth after death. These guys clearly retained human reasoning and emotions, yet there is not a single thing of value in their souls."

Han Fei looked at the bloodstains on the ground; the three didn’t disappear after death, their bodies rapidly decomposing and emitting a foul smell.

Forcefully tearing off the bandage on the doctor’s face, their features were already blurred, it’s likely even they had forgotten their own appearances.

"Do these guys usually hide deep within the hospital?"

Removing the doctor’s white coat, Han Fei also found two medical records, each with the name of a patient written on it.

"Two more, and I’ll be able to obtain an F-level clue."

Han Fei casually threw the white coat on the ground and turned to look at Achong.

Achong was almost scared to wet himself under Han Fei’s gaze. The man who had just slain three upon entering the door and started searching the bodies after making a room bloody.

Compared to Han Fei, those mad doctors from before could practically be described as gentle.

"Don’t be nervous, I’m here to save you." Han Fei pulled down his mask, "Remember me?"

"Han Fei?" Achong’s pupils trembled violently. "What you performed in those movies, was that all real?"

"Don’t talk nonsense." Han Fei undid the restraints on Achong. "Come help me; let’s clean up the bodies together. Move quickly."

"But I don’t know how!" Achong collapsed on the ground, looking at the blood everywhere.

"No one knows how at the beginning, I also learned it gradually."

Hearing Han Fei’s words, Achong kneeled on the ground, even more scared to get up: "You... you’re not going to silence me, are you?"

"Why would I silence you?" Han Fei was a bit speechless while adeptly cleaning up the bloodstains and hiding the bodies in a cabinet. He turned back and said to Achong, "You act so twisted in front of others, why are you so timid now?"