My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 600 He is not Fu Yi!

Chapter 600: Chapter 600 He is not Fu Yi!

"Player 0000, please note! When a player class-changes with a full Fitting Degree, an extremely rare additional Professional Talent will be triggered! There’s a chance that this profession will be elevated to a brand new level!"

"Player 0000, please note! You have successfully unlocked the second Hidden Profession—Pretty Man!"

"Professional Ability One: Emotional Curse Resistance increased by thirty percent."

"Professional Ability Two: There’s a chance that the friendliness of female Ghosts and Monsters toward you may transform into Love and Hatred, please choose carefully when increasing a female’s friendliness."

"Professional Ability Three: After the class change is successful, the initial friendliness of all strange female with regret, Grudge, or Hatred towards you will no longer be zero, but one. You will have a chance to directly gain their help, but some help comes at a price."

"Professional Ability Four: The unique active ability of Pretty Man, which can be used three times each night. You can temporarily reduce any female’s Hatred towards you, or briefly increase any female’s Love for you. But before you use this Ability, please remember that once you start to control a person’s Love and Hatred for you, you will forever lose the qualification to be loved by her! Her Hatred for you will double after the Ability’s effective time is over!"

"Note! The lower the player’s Charm Value, the stronger the effect of this ability!"

"Note! After this ability is used on females with Regret, Grudge, or Hatred, the actual effect may vary!"

"Professional Fitting Degree has reached one hundred percent! Unlock the exclusive Professional Ability Five: Each time you level up, your Charm Attribute decreases by one point, making it easier for you to increase the friendliness of female Ghosts and Monsters."

"Because the player’s Professional Fitting Degree has reached the limit, and the player has refused to class-change multiple times, the Professional Characteristics have changed!"

"Professional Characteristics: Refusing flirtations and never being wanton, you have never actively held hands with the opposite sex. Yet, you’ve completed the five preliminary tasks for Pretty Man. Perhaps you can give new meaning to this Hidden Profession."

"One-man Rose: With no concept of family, and having never been loved, you walk alone in the night. When will you finally meet the Soul that truly wishes to embrace you?"

"Exclusive Professional Characteristic One of One-man Rose: Wayward Souls that come near you will gradually recall memories related to Love."

"Exclusive Professional Characteristic Two of One-man Rose: Before you truly understand Love, each time you kill a Ghost or Monster that betrays emotions, there’s a chance to gain a Free Attribute Point!"

After successfully class-changing to the second Hidden Profession, Han Fei had no time for further thought; he quickly reviewed all the abilities of the Pretty Man.

After his class change to the Midnight Butcher, when he faced Butchers stained with fresh blood, his Slaughter Saber became sharper, turning him into a Butcher specially hunting other Butchers.

Now that he obtained the Hidden Profession of Pretty Man, his Professional Characteristics had changed again. As long as he could kill a Ghost or Monster that betrayed emotions, there was a chance to gain the most precious Free Attribute Point in the game—it seemed like the system was encouraging him to become a Pretty Man who specialized in hunting down other Pretty Men.

Overall, the Hidden Profession of Pretty Man still heavily relied on female Ghosts and Monsters, and some of its abilities were indeed terrifying.

Han Fei looked at the sole active ability of Pretty Man. He could temporarily lower the Hatred of a female Ghost or Monster, but the cost was to face double that Hatred once the ability’s effective time ended.

Now, Fu Yi’s mother was choking Han Fei, and the female netizen wanted to take his heart. Both of them were struggling against their inner Hatred and might be engulfed by that Hatred at any second.

Han Fei glanced peripherally at his surroundings. Du Shu had merged with the Plastic Surgery Hospital. The hospital’s basement had accumulated countless faces and "drugs," which could not only continuously replenish Du Shu’s consumption but also made her aura increasingly intense.

If this continued, the final outcome would be Han Fei and his wife falling into the abyss of despair, with Du Shu gradually gaining the upper hand and regaining control of the Plastic Surgery Hospital.

"If Du Shu lives, Fu Sheng might suffer all the pain and despair. That woman with extreme control desires would turn Fu Sheng’s face into Fu Yi’s look, continuing to torment Fu Sheng as a toy," Han Fei understood Du Shu’s character well, and it was precisely because of this, that he had to kill Du Shu right here!

"Without dad and mom, both Fu Sheng and Fu Tian would fall into Du Shu’s hands—this outcome could be even more tragic than in reality."

In the end, Han Fei’s gaze turned to his wife, who still refused to let go, unwilling to let Han Fei fall into the abyss alone, yet she herself was getting closer to the abyss.

"I think I know what I should do now."

Looking away, Han Fei turned to Fu Yi’s mother and used the active ability of Pretty Man for the first time.

The heartbeats thrummed, and at a certain moment, it seemed like the sounds of two heartbeats overlapped.

Fu Yi’s mother and Han Fei appeared to share a special connection, and although Han Fei did not know what Fu Yi’s mother felt, he seemed to have a direct view into her heart.

Within that atrium wrapped in hatred, Fu Yi’s mother hid her sophisticated, beautiful self, who loved all kinds of food and music, in an old closet and sealed it shut with medical records one after another.

After knowing of Fu Yi’s condition, she often forgot about dressing up and the things she once loved; she concealed her former self and left behind only a "hopelessly" strong mother working to earn money for medical expenses.

Her face was no longer delicate; her hands were covered in calluses, her skin sagged, and she hadn’t smiled in a very long time.

"I..." Han Fei’s inner voice reached out, and that increasingly aged mother seemed to hear something; she lifted her head.

"Maybe I should tear off all the medical records sealing the closet and bring out the former you, but I can’t do that right now."

When Han Fei chose to decrease Fu Yi’s mother’s hatred, the memory scene he observed began to dissolve.

The connection between them slowly severed, and the hand that Fu Yi’s mother had pressed against Han Fei’s neck gradually loosened; her gaze towards Han Fei became even more complex.

When activating Pretty Man’s active ability, the heartbeats of both parties would align, allowing each to see into the other’s heart.

Han Fei didn’t know what exactly Fu Yi’s mother saw, but after she released her grip from his neck, she walked straight towards Du Shu.

"Killing Du Shu is my most intense desire deep down—could they have seen my wish?"

While Han Fei was still puzzled, the system’s voice echoed in his mind: "Attention player number 0000! Pretty Man’s active ability has been successfully activated, with an effective time of one minute."

Pretty Man’s active ability could directly influence hatred, but the price to pay was steep: after one minute, the hatred within Fu Yi’s mother’s heart would double, becoming even more crazed, and by then, she probably couldn’t suppress her hatred anymore, and would completely lose control.

Du Shu once had the God Statue and the hospital; she was the ghost closest to the Master of the Shrine. Now, she had turned into a rabid monster with terrifying power.

"One minute is enough time to say farewell," Han Fei turned to the female netizen again, "I can’t give you my heart, but I will help you kill Fu Yi."

When the heartbeats converged, Han Fei saw in the female netizen’s heart a very beautiful stray cat.

It had a beautiful coat and a well-proportioned body, with the loveliest patterns, but at this moment, it was crouched atop a wall, gazing at the shuttered room before it.

Warm light streamed through the window glass, casting its glow on the grass in the yard, where the stray cat, biting its freshly dug out, still-bleeding heart, was at a loss.

"Attention player number 0000! Pretty Man’s active ability has been successfully activated, with an effective time of one minute and fifteen seconds."

The female netizen, who had been by Han Fei’s side, after briefly touching him, walked toward Du Shu.

The addition of the female netizen to the fight against Du Shu turned the tide completely.

No matter how strong Du Shu was, she couldn’t take on five people full of hatred; her death was just a matter of time.

"After one minute, Fu Yi’s mother and the female netizen will return with double the hatred. If they attack me, the situation of besieging Du Shu will be broken again." Having come this far, Han Fei would not allow any mishaps; Du Shu must die here!

Nine figures embroiled in hatred clashed together, and now only his wife stood alone, grasping all the chains, standing on the edge of the abyss of despair.

Even if she gave her all to hold on, she was already at her limit. One step further, and she would fall into the abyss with Han Fei.

How could she alone confront the despair of the entire Shrine World?

"After Fu Yi died, she raised Fu Sheng and Fu Tian alone. Perhaps in real life, she had once fought against the despair of the entire world like this."

Han Fei’s gaze finally settled on his wife; he couldn’t speak, and he was reluctant to use the abilities of the Midnight Butcher on her. He could only watch quietly as she grabbed all the chains, trying to pull him out of the Abyss.

"I’m sorry, but it’s time to say goodbye."

Until now, the prayers of all beings had only gathered one-third of what was needed to become the New God, and Han Fei had less than a minute left.

"There are two sources of despair that the world brought to Fu Sheng: Fu Yi and Du Shu."

"The last thing I can do for him is to destroy these two despairs."

"If I die, Fu Yi will disappear with me."

"If I die, Fu Yi’s mother and the other girl won’t come back with double the hatred; they will continue to encircle and kill Du Shu."

"If I die, you too can let go of the chains wrapping your entire body and stop at the edge of the Abyss."

With a fleeting glance at his wife, Han Fei then slowly looked towards the distance, in the direction of home.

"I think I understand him a bit, why after being driven mad by others, he still wished to protect the mortal world."

The final minute arrived, and Han Fei withdrew his gaze, issuing the last command to Big Evil.

"Big Evil!"

Contained within the black Ghost Patterns, Big Evil let out a piteous wail, reluctant to emerge from the patterns.

"Devour me!"

An unquestionable voice rose from the depths of Han Fei’s heart. After making his fatal decision, Fu Yi seemed to sense something and began to emerge from all over Han Fei’s body once again. He had been waiting for Han Fei to deceive his wife and lover, hoping to ultimately possess the Shrine.

Han Fei’s flesh and blood spiraled out of control, leaving only his heart still beating.

"Devour me!!"

The black Ghost Patterns pierced through the skin, and an immensely vast Giant Ghost burst forth from within Han Fei!

As Big Evil emerged, Han Fei’s flesh was completely torn apart, all ten chains shattered, and one-third of the Shrine World’s prayers scattered, falling like a light-made rain in the fully mutated hospital.

The heart turned into drifting Blood Pearls, and within the shattered body, two consciousnesses were tightly entwined, inseparable.

Han Fei grasped Fu Yi, who was trying to escape. His face was fierce, and his hands dug into Fu Yi’s flesh.

"Did you think I’d give you a chance to become a ghost?"

With a soul steeped in Fog, he bit fiercely into Fu Yi’s neck. Even if his own soul would scatter, Han Fei was determined to kill Fu Yi completely.

Without the chains’ pull, Han Fei and Fu Yi fell together into the Abyss of despair.

Fu Yi desperately tried to flee, but Han Fei, risking the collapse of his own consciousness, was unwilling to let go.

His soul and Fu Yi’s were entangled, intent on erasing all traces of Fu Yi by dragging him into the Abyss.

Punching, tearing, Han Fei bit by bit tore away at Fu Yi’s consciousness!

Not until Fu Yi could scream no more, and the last fragment of memory was crushed by Han Fei did everything finally settle into silence.

He dragged his consciousness that was on the verge of extinction, and he looked up towards the exit that was becoming more and more distant, slowly being submerged by despair.

He didn’t know how long he had been falling, but Han Fei seemed to have reached the very bottom of this despairing Abyss.

With only a shred of consciousness left, he saw the source of all despair in the Shrine World.

Beneath the Abyss, there lay a black box.

No one knew what was hidden inside, nor did anyone know where the box came from. It just sat there in the deepest pit of despair, as if only those who had fallen into the deepest despair could see it.

"Fu Sheng saw the black box after being tormented in the hospital, he must have been like me right now. Covered in wounds, his consciousness about to dissipate."

Han Fei had become incapable of thought, and he would soon face death in the truest sense.

His last fragment of consciousness approached the black box, and before his consciousness was completely extinguished, Han Fei whispered two vague words— "Soul-returning."

...

One-third of the Shrine World’s prayers burst inside Han Fei’s body, causing a gentle rain to fall in the entirely alienated hospital.

Each speck of light carried beautiful hopes, and the process of alienation was interrupted.

His wife stood by the Abyss, clutching all the chains, having witnessed Han Fei’s death and seeing the last entangled consciousness of Han Fei and Fu Yi. She saw Han Fei’s face.

The chains dropped from her hands, and the wife slowly turned around, she walked towards Du Shu, who was completely passive now.

Hatred ignited in her heart, and she wanted to let the hatred engulf her rationality so that she might not feel the sorrow.

With a piercing scream, Du Shu, who had merged with the hospital, was annihilated by several figures of hatred. The most beautiful woman in the Shrine World was left with nothing but the ugliest of corpses.

After Du Shu’s death, all the "medicine" in the hospital returned to normal, and the alienation was confined within the hospital, not spreading further.

As for the Shrines and God Statues in the hospital, they all crumbled to pieces.

If not for the existence of two Shrines within this Shrine Memory World, the whole world might have already been on the brink of collapse.

"Team leader..."

While others were killing Du Shu with hatred, Li Guo’er looked towards the Abyss, no longer caring about Love, she, wearing her old glasses, desperately collected Han Fei’s remains.

His heart shattered, Han Fei had died in the Shrine Memory World, she kept trying, but she couldn’t piece together Han Fei’s body completely.

After the death of Du Shu, the other figures of hatred also came over.

Everyone gathered around the base of the God Statue, looking at Han Fei’s shattered remains.

In the end, he lay on the table of the God of Beauty, but no one hurt him anymore.

"Love is like a chainsaw, this is what it looks like after having loved." Love threw the chainsaw in her hand down, she placed her hand on Han Fei’s neck, leaving all her hatred and Love within his body: "When we met, we had nothing, and when we part, it should be the same."

Hatred and Love entwined between Han Fei’s neck and head, Love’s Blood Clothes gradually faded, and as she prepared to leave, the wife who had been silent suddenly spoke up.

"He is not Fu Yi." The wife gazed at everyone’s faces, her hands tightly clenched: "Do you know? He is not Fu Yi!"