My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 594: You Are Our Favorite Toy

Chapter 594: Chapter 594: You Are Our Favorite Toy

When Han Fei opened the door to the emergency room, all the lights in the building went out.

Darkness enveloped everything around, and countless wishes and prayers emanated from deep within the walls.

Divine Patterns circulated, and the farewells between life and death were engraved in the corridor, not even time could wash away those cries.

Despair slowly seeped from Han Fei’s body and blended into the building as he looked up at the emergency room.

White walls revealed names, thoughts transformed into thin chains, one end remaining in the Mortal World, the other plunging into oblivion.

Among those walls full of memories, Han Fei also saw a fiercely terrifying shadow.

The altered Big Evil, like a totem drawn by the ancients, was carved into the building, its body pierced by chains, unable to leave the hospital walls, nor easily enter this Memory World.

"Big Evil?"

As Han Fei softly spoke, the massive shadow in the walls seemed to hear its master’s call, straining to unleash a tide of disasters, tightening each chain.

The Big Evil, capable of easily destroying shrines, slammed into a wall in the shrine left by Fu Sheng.

Han Fei tried to move forward, but the despair in his Brain Sea was not enough to sustain his advance, the chains of memories and the souls’ prayers repelled him.

"It seems I still need to gather his seven despairs."

Unable to force entry, Han Fei decisively retreated.

As he was about to leave the corridor, a hoarse scream from Fu Yi echoed in his brain.

It felt as if an iron ball was forcibly stuffed into his skull, nearly causing him to lose control and fall.

Overwhelmed by agony, Han Fei could feel Fu Yi spreading throughout his body, he hacked at himself with the Rebirth Saber, but he couldn’t completely eradicate Fu Yi.

Over time, Fu Yi seemed to realize that the Rebirth Saber wouldn’t truly kill Han Fei, becoming even more reckless.

"Fu Sheng’s despair seems to be strengthening Fu Yi, or perhaps the previous Fu Yi, was already Fu Sheng’s greatest despair."

Han Fei staggered, and Doctor Yan, seeing this, quickly supported him, "Can’t you touch the shrine either? I see you were almost at the shrine’s core."

"I need more despair. You help me destroy the departments in Building 7." Han Fei wanted to absorb all the despair Fu Sheng left in the hospital into his body, to sweep away the past pains for the child, allowing him a new beginning.

Since he chose to help Fu Sheng, that was what he had to bear.

"I understand now. If I had chosen to destroy Fu Sheng at that time, I would have become just like the Fu Yi in my mind. By pushing all despair onto Fu Sheng, I could survive, but I would also merge with Fu Yi, become filthy, and turn into the new Fu Yi."

The incident in Building 7 had already caught the hospital’s attention, and the originally dark Building 2 returned to normal, with more and more entities crawling out of it, moving towards Building 7.

"Quick! We don’t have much time!"

Kicking open the door to the Hair Transplant Center, large clumps of black hair spread out like a putrid pool of stagnant water, lazily stretching.

"My ability is of no use against it, I can’t help you," Zhang Xi didn’t approach the Hair Transplant Center, "The doctor in this department seems to have never come out, no one knows what’s really inside."

"Should we try another department first?" Achong was also somewhat afraid, as humans naturally fear the unknown.

"Maybe we could use fire," Doctor Yan glanced at Qiangwei’s burnt face, "How about we ignite the human fat flowing from the Liposuction Center and burn both the center and this pile of hair directly?"

"The fat extracted from the surgery contains a lot of water, making it difficult to ignite,"

"Ordinary fire won’t work, but the Hatred Black Fire should pose no problem," Doctor Yan explained as he opened up his own chest, where a very faint flame was hidden: "Zhuang Wen has hidden a wisp of Hatred Black Fire inside my body."

"Where is Zhuang Wen now?" Han Fei knew Zhuang Wen had entered the Shrine World with them, but until now, he had not seen her.

"I don’t know either. She probably left this wisp of fire because she doesn’t trust me. If I did something bad, I might be immediately burned to death by this flame." Doctor Yan said with a bitter smile, "I really can’t understand why such a murderous Hatred cares so much about you."

"Let’s go and try it now," Han Fei walked ahead, somewhat strenuously. The pain in his head used to come in waves and would stop on its own soon. But since Han Fei approached the Shrine, activating Fu Sheng’s despair, the pain could no longer be suppressed and began spreading crazily throughout Han Fei’s body.

"Zhuang Wen? Hatred?" Qiangwei silently noted these terms: "Is Hatred that terrifying?"

As he murmured quietly, Achong also came over.

This slightly disturbed player looked at Han Fei with eyes full of respect and admiration. As he passed by Qiangwei, he warned, "You better not have any bad ideas. If you do something against our unity, don’t blame me for turning my back on you, I unconditionally stand with Han Fei."

"Has your condition worsened?" Qiangwei, covering his disfigured face, looked at Achong somewhat astonished. He did not expect that among all the players, Achong, who had the most peculiar character and special ability, would become Han Fei’s loyal minion in just a few days, "What did he do to you?"

Achong did not answer, but ran alongside Du Jing to Han Fei. He still dared not walk abreast with Han Fei, always keeping half a step behind.

Qiangwei was filled with question marks seeing this scene and felt increasingly that Han Fei was unfathomable.

The group arrived on the third floor; the hallway had completely transformed. Thick fat clogged with various impurities covered the floor and windows, and the air seemed to solidify, accumulating an ever-intensifying foul smell.

"Don’t come over."

Doctor Yan walked alone to the liposuction center’s entrance, his fingers digging into his own cheek: "After I leave the Shrine World, I may revert back to my original appearance. Between false beauty and cruel truth, indeed, many get lost."

Sliding his finger downward, beneath Doctor Yan’s skin was a face scarred all over. He cut the wound straight down to his chest.

Blood profusely dripped onto the Hatred Black Fire as Doctor Yan wrapped the flame with his own flesh and blood, slowly extracting it.

Bending down, Doctor Yan pushed open the door to the liposuction center.

The pungent stench hit him as several medical machines operated non-stop inside.

Among those devices lay a barely recognizable humanoid meat mountain, waving its thick arms, stuffing patients and nurses into its monstrous mouth.

No one knew what those swallowed became; all could be seen were the tubes on the medical devices piercing into the body of the meat mountain, continuously extracting fat from beneath its skin.

Doctor Yan walked towards the medical equipment until he could go no further and cautiously extended the Black Fire towards the meat mountain.

The moment the black flame touched the meat mountain, the giant monster’s body began to tremble; the faint flame suddenly leaped into action and cries emanated from the depths of the fatty layers.

The Hatred Black Fire, as if finding the perfect fuel, ignited rapidly across the monster’s body!

Doctor Yan and the monster screamed simultaneously, the entire department seemed as if it were about to collapse.

Thick black smoke billowed out; the Hatred Black Fire could directly burn away the soul.

"Quick, pull Doctor Yan out!" Han Fei yelled loudly.

Zhang Xi used his ability, manipulating Doctor Yan’s flesh and blood, forcibly pulling him out of the department.

The Black Fire spread at an incredible speed; Doctor Yan himself had not expected this, as he had initially only wanted to give it a try.

The meat mountain monster in the liposuction department let out a deafening roar, its body covered in unstoppable Black Fire.

The fire grew larger and larger, crawling up from the center of the department. It broke the pipes and toppled all the medical equipment, trying to escape.

At that moment, it was like a massive black fireball, burning everything in its path.

The floor drenched in human fat caught fire, and the monster ultimately couldn’t support its body, collapsing amidst the black fire.

What had been a faint flame became a raging, uncontrollable inferno in just half a minute!

Within the flames fueled by hatred, one could faintly hear the unrestrained, manic laughter of a woman.

"Retreat! Leave this floor!"

The fire spread extremely fast, burning through the liposuction center. This floor was likely doomed.

"Attention, player 0000! You have successfully shattered the despair of the Sculpture Fat Removal Center, earning a large amount of experience and five of his seven despairs. Your Physical Strength has been slightly increased."

"One of the five despairs: To escape, he swallowed the drugs prepared by the hospital and went along with their treatments. But he got more and more drowsy, confused. He knew his illness would probably never get better since his body was gradually developing problems. It wouldn’t be long before he would truly become sick."

After receiving the completion prompt, Han Fei immediately pulled off Achong’s security jacket, soaked it in copious amounts of fat, and then extended it into the black fire.

The black fire, which seemed impossible for others to approach, appeared intentionally avoiding Han Fei and did not harm him.

"Go! Back to the first floor!"

Carrying the burning black fire, Han Fei ran back to the first floor.

When they reached the first floor, many ghosts could be seen outside building seven. Those ugly, dirty things were moving quickly toward this location.

Building two had just a minor problem, but now someone was trying to burn down all of building seven!

"No time left," Han Fei said, opening the door to the Hair Transplant Center and charging in with the ball of black fire.

Despair, pain, and all negative emotions are the best fuel for the Hatred Black Fire.

Soon, a great fire ignited within the Hair Transplant Center.

The black hair surged but not only failed to extinguish the black fire, the more it struggled, the faster the fire burned.

Seeing the fire growing out of control, a dwarf in a white coat crawled out from the black hair in the corner of the department.

His limbs severely degenerated, he couldn’t even perform the most basic walking. Now, with no other choice and nowhere to run, he was about to be burnt alive.

He struggled toward the door, but his body hair blocked the way until the black fire reached him, and he couldn’t escape.

"Attention, player 0000! You have successfully shattered the despair of the Hair Transplant Center, earning a large amount of experience and six of his seven despairs. Your Brain Power has been slightly increased."

"One of the six despairs: He gave up all struggle, stopped resisting, and became numb. Lying under layers of strange glares, he buried his heart deep in the darkness."

"Just one despair left," Han Fei said, seeing the ghostly figures outside building seven. He knew he didn’t have much time left.

The Hatred Black Fire blazed wildly inside the building. While nobody knew Zhuang Wen’s whereabouts, when the black fire burned, Han Fei felt that Zhuang Wen, like Big Evil, was imprisoned inside the "Shrine." She might be lurking within Doctor Yan’s body, harboring a wisp of Hatred Black Fire, already at her limit.

"If that’s the case, then I must find a way to open the Shrine’s door and let them in!"

Ripping off his shirt, Han Fei ignited it with the black fire then staggered upstairs.

The six moments of despair affected Han Fei. Fu Sheng’s past experiences felt like six thorny vines, embedded deep into his soul.

Worse yet, after Fu Yi felt Fu Sheng’s despair, he became more and more powerful.

This brute would only show his fierce and strong side in front of his family.

Fu Sheng’s despair made him feel his own existence even more, and he grew increasingly jealous of everything Han Fei had and despised Han Fei’s changes to their fate.

The footsteps grew heavier. Every time Han Fei took on a kind of despair for Fu Sheng, he would become weaker, and Fu Yi would become stronger.

In Fu Sheng’s student days, Fu Yi was the source of all despair.

In the Memory World, Han Fei was like the box locking up all the despair. If he collapsed and gave up, the most desperate thing in this world would be released.

By this point in the Shrine Inheritance Task, Han Fei had already understood everything.

If the ultimate enemy in the Mirror God Memory World is the mall boss, then the deepest hidden enemy in Fu Sheng’s Memory World is Fu Yi, who is Han Fei himself.

"I will die after I pave the way for you, leaving you a future that is not so desperate."

Struggling to reach the seventh floor, Han Fei headed towards the last room—the injection beauty treatment center.

A very ordinary department name, and there was nothing strange around, but Doctor Yan and Doctor Zhang Xi were both extremely nervous, as if facing a great enemy.

"This is the last room. It may be dangerous, but the right thing must be done by someone." When Han Fei entered the hospital, he was alone, but now he had gathered a lot of power by his side.

He raised his hand and pushed open the door; inside the spacious department stood only one doctor.

She was wrapped tightly all over, with only a pair of beautiful eyes visible.

Noticing someone entering, the doctor turned around and gave everyone a faint glance, then put down the syringe in her hand.

The huge syringe did not contain any medicine, just a face pleading and crying.

"Let’s go all out!"

When he had the advantage, Han Fei never wasted words.

He used the Black Fire to ignite the cabinets in the department and walked inside holding the Rebirth Saber, while Zhang Xi stared at the female doctor and whispered, causing the woman’s actions to grow sluggish.

What was most surprising was Doctor Yan, whose already large body swelled even more, and his skin continuously cracked, revealing the ferocious scars underneath that had been burnt by a great fire.

"Ever since I entered this hospital, I’ve stealthily killed quite a number of doctors and patients, and this skin I’m wearing is sewn together from them, what a pity."

Doctor Yan was in essence a Large-scaled Grudge from Deep World, and his words immediately revealed his brutal nature.

In the center of the department, the female doctor, seeing the three men approaching, did not panic. Slowly, she injected the syringe into her own body.

The screams from the face in the syringe slowly diminished, and after finishing the injection, the female doctor casually placed the syringe in the medical waste bin, which already held many used syringes.

Without hurrying, she took off her mask, revealing a face that could be called perfect, and with a smile, she looked at Han Fei: "Fu Yi, you can’t escape."

"Du Jing?" Han Fei’s steps halted for a moment, facing a woman whose face looked almost exactly like Du Jing’s, but her demeanor was different, more like an inferior product.

Upon hearing Han Fei’s voice, the female doctor laughed and pulled off her white coat, revealing her body covered with faces of Du Jing!

"You are our favorite toy, and you can never leave us!"