My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 605 I Am a Professional Villain

Chapter 605: Chapter 605 I Am a Professional Villain

Han Fei had struggled mightily before climbing out of the gaming pod. He picked up his continuously ringing phone, glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was a video call from Director Zhang.

"Why is this director looking for me more diligently than the police?"

After answering the video call, Han Fei saw Director Zhang, "Director, good morning."

"Han Fei, why did you only answer your phone now?" Director Zhang, seeing Han Fei’s haggard appearance through the video, was also startled, "Did you go off to be a righteous hero again? Be safe!"

"I’m alright," Han Fei’s current state certainly didn’t look like he had just played a game all night, "Do you need something?"

"Didn’t we meet with President Li from Star Map Entertainment before? The new suspenseful movie script has been finalized, and we are about to start shooting officially. If there are no issues on your end, why not come over to sign the contract today?" Other actors usually had at least one agent to handle such matters, but Han Fei was a total outlier among the stars. To reach him, one had to call him directly.

"Star Map Entertainment?" Han Fei massaged his temples and thought for a while. He had spent too long in the Shrine Memory World, and now his mind was somewhat muddled.

"Didn’t we have drinks together a few days ago? It’s the film and television company where Xia Yilan and Wu Wei work. Among the established companies, they are quite powerful, with strong financial resources. They place a great importance on the plastic surgery-themed suspense drama we’re about to shoot."

With Director Zhang’s additional explanation, Han Fei recalled everything.

Through the Shrine Inheritance Task, Han Fei had understood Fu Sheng’s deep-rooted issues, also knowing that it was in the Plastic Surgery Hospital that Fu Sheng fell into utter despair and encountered the Black Box.

The Plastic Surgery Hospital marked the beginning of Fu Sheng’s despair. After becoming the master of the Black Box, he didn’t avoid it. Instead, he went on to build an entirely new Plastic Surgery Hospital.

Backed by the colossal presence of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, the plastic surgery hospitals built by brothers Fu Sheng and Fu Tian were far more terrifying than the one previously established by Du Shu.

"Get some rest. We’ll meet at Star Map Entertainment at noon. Once the contract is signed, their company will also allocate resources in your favor. It will be very beneficial for your future development." Director Zhang could see Han Fei was exhausted, and without disturbing his rest further, hung up after communicating the essentials.

"Star Map Entertainment, Xia Yilan, a movie themed around plastic surgery..." Han Fei leaned against the gaming pod, sitting on the floor. "Fu Sheng fell into despair in Du Shu’s Plastic Surgery Hospital, where his personality was reshaped. Later, he built a special hospital capable of ’sculpting’ personalities, for the purpose of creating the perfect personality, many children became victims, including Qiangwei, the Liuli Cat, and many other orphans."

Memory awakened, Han Fei covered the back of his head, which was throbbing with severe pain; he crawled to the refrigerator, took out some stored meat, and began to eat vigorously.

Swallowing food helped alleviate his pain and aided in a swift recovery.

After eating his fill, Han Fei turned on the computer and glanced at the hot searches in the news.

"Huang Ying is on the trending searches every day. Is this the popularity of the number one player in ’Perfect Life’? It’s a pity he hasn’t made his debut."

On the national hot search list, besides Huang Ying, there was another trending search related to the Happiness Residential Community Homeowners’ Committee.

As the number one player community in ’Perfect Life’, not just domestically, but the whole world was astonished at what kind of people would create such a down-to-earth guild.

Curious players had gone through great hardships to locate this player community’s home base.

Unable to enter private territory, they could only watch from afar as the fog lifted for a brief moment.

How to put it? The burial mound felt more lively than that station.

"Brother Huang Ying isn’t really planning to bring stuff from the Deep World up there, is he?"

Through video footage shot by players, Han Fei caught a glimpse of bizarre god statues being constructed at the community station. They looked strikingly similar to him, surrounded by various sinister and gloomy items. Even as a player from the Deep World, Han Fei found it hard to watch.

Pulling out his phone, Han Fei dialed Huang Ying’s number, "Brother Huang Ying? There aren’t any problems over at the player community, are there?"

"Rest assured, everything is under control."

"I saw a video about our community station online, don’t you think your architectural style is a bit too Gothic?"

Han Fei trusted Huang Ying, but he was concerned that Huang Ying might go to another extreme under the healing of the Deep World.

"No problem, they are only seeing the outer layer. I’ve put the truly core buildings further inside," Huang Ying assured as he patted his chest, "Besides, this is a private station. Without my permission, not even the Smart Brain would pry, let alone other players."

"As long as you know what you’re doing."

Han Fei was about to hang up when Huang Ying suddenly spoke again, "Han Fei, did you come across other players in that place? Previously, twelve players went missing in the maze, and now the six top-tier players dispatched recently have all lost contact. It’s no longer a case of Calabash Brothers saving Grandpa, it’s more like a meat bun beating a dog – gone without return."

"You mean Qiangwei and others?" Han Fei also felt a headache. When he left the Shrine Memory World, he had clashed with the eerie laughter in Paradise, resulting in all Outsiders being expelled from the Memory World, meaning those players were now back in the Paradise of the Deep World.

"The rest are alright, but there’s a player among them with the ID ’Boss,’ and he’s the initiator and main sponsor of the Inevitable Truth website – he’s also one of the top ten rookie entrepreneurs of Xinhu, and it seems there are big companies backing him. If something happens to him, it’s probably going to be big news," Huang Ying had investigated all the missing people.

"I will make contact with them as soon as possible." Han Fei was more interested in Qiangwei and Achong than the Boss. He had too few helpers by his side, so he couldn’t let go of those with potential, of course, people like Shen Luo were out of the question.

After hanging up the phone, Han Fei also recovered some energy. He idly swiped through trending topics, and his gaze suddenly fell on a familiar name – test subject no. 5 from Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, Du Jing, has shown signs of reverse aging! Humanity may once again extend the lifespan limit!

"Du Jing?" Han Fei remembered the events that occurred in the Shrine Memory World. As Du Shu’s sister, Du Jing had been terribly mistreated. She and Fu Sheng had become companions in illness, both once confined in the isolation ward.

Clicking on the trending search, hundreds of related reports appeared.

"Test subject no. 5, Du Jing, has a very special constitution, having shown symptoms of premature aging from an early age. After her mother’s death, she renamed herself Du Jing, declaring she wanted to live on well for her mother."

"The patient once held an important position in Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, was a close friend of the late chairman Fu Tian, and owned a portion of the original shares of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical. After severe physical deterioration, she volunteered for the new drug trial. She has repeatedly broken through her own lifespan shackles and, as of last night, even showed signs of reverse aging!"

"Affected by this positive news, the stock price of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical has soared to new heights."

There were many similar news reports, but Han Fei didn’t see any good news; instead, he sensed a hint of danger, as if a towering edifice were about to collapse – a "scent" of impending danger.

He couldn’t put his finger on it, it was just an intuition.

"Who would have thought that Du Jing’s daughter would still be alive today? I remember she was the same age as Fu Tian."

Reflecting on the last time he had seen Wang Ping’an, Han Fei felt it was necessary to find an opportunity to meet Du Jing’s daughter.

She probably didn’t remember anything, but there was also a chance she might dream of something unusual.

His head still ached faintly, so Han Fei adjusted to a more comfortable position and closed his eyes to rest again.

It wasn’t until almost noon, at twelve o’clock, that Han Fei was woken up by his alarm. He remembered his appointment with Director Zhang and hurriedly got up to wash and dress, then put on a clean coat and left the house.

After opening the security door, Han Fei hadn’t walked more than a few steps when he stopped again, sniffing the faint smell of paint in the air and turning back to look.

Someone had used red paint to draw a very strange symbol on his security door that looked like a face with blood continuously dripping down.

"Pretty artistic," he quipped.

Han Fei took out his phone to call Li Xue, and after getting in touch with the nearby duty officers, they checked the surveillance installed at the entrance of Han Fei’s house.

At four forty-four in the morning, the light in front of Han Fei’s house flickered and then plunged into momentary darkness; nothing else abnormal occurred after that.

Since he had arranged a time with Director Zhang, Han Fei didn’t stay with the police to investigate and left on his own instead.

The incident with the painted face had caused a delay, and Han Fei was now running late for his appointment.

By twelve twenty, he finally entered the private room of a high-end restaurant.

"Sorry for the delay, I ran into some troublesome matters."

"No problem. An actor as popular as you is bound to be busy; we all understand," said the man who put out his cigarette. He was dressed in a suit and seemed to be someone who frequented the gym, maintaining a good physique.

"Han Fei, let me introduce you," President Li from Star Map Entertainment stood up to invite Han Fei to sit down, purposely seating him next to Xia Yilan before introducing the others in the room.

"This is the top variety show producer in the industry—Tang Yi. The variety shows he managed before have made many stars famous, and now he is preparing a brand new show called ’April 4th Mystery Files’. The new variety show will combine elements of mystery-solving, escape room adventures, and more. Each episode will invite several celebrities to participate and enter a haunted house that has been set up in advance to solve puzzles and escape," President Li said while standing next to the man who had been smoking. He just offered a polite smile at the introduction and said nothing more.

"Also here with Producer Tang today is Director Jia Jia, the overall director of ’April 4th Mystery Files’," President Li then pointed to a chubby man next to Tang Yi and continued, "This new variety show will arrange scripts and Easter eggs for everyone in advance. Although it involves shooting in a haunted house, we will definitely ensure everyone’s safety."

"Weren’t we supposed to finalize the script and sign contracts for the new drama today?" Han Fei looked at Tang Yi and Jia Jia, not wanting to be involved in extraneous activities.

"I’ve discussed this with Producer Tang for a long time and finally decided that the first episode of this variety show will be filmed at a plastic surgery hospital. To increase the discussion and attention for our drama, I plan to have you and Xia Yilan also participate in the first episode of ’April 4th Mystery Files’." President Li raised his glass, "It’s a win-win situation."

Han Fei frowned slightly, "Have you already confirmed the location for your first episode?"

"Yes, it will be shot in an abandoned plastic surgery hospital in the far suburbs of Xinhu. Not long ago, there was even a suitcase murder case there," President Li said excitedly.

"Sounds somewhat familiar," Han Fei rubbed his temples, "Could it be the place where Bai Xian opened the suitcase?"

"You’ve helped the police solve so many cases, investigating a haunted house should be a piece of cake for you, right?" Jia Jia patted his belly, his face full of fat, giving off the impression that he was always smiling, but what he was really thinking, nobody knew.

"I personally wouldn’t recommend that you all go to that plastic surgery hospital to film, something really did happen there," Han Fei said seriously.

Hearing Han Fei’s grave tone, Tang Yi shook his head slightly, "It’s really a case of ’fame is not akin to the real deal; the real deal is not akin to fame.’ The you I saw in the movies compared to you in reality is quite different."

Han Fei was in his weakest state now, feeling uncomfortable all over, and from time to time, a severe headache would strike him from the back of his head, looking sickly as if a single punch could knock him down.

"President Li, the photo studio over at the plastic surgery hospital isn’t finished yet, so Director Jia and I will head over first. Once you all have discussed and decided, come over before six o’clock tonight, and we’ll officially start the shooting of the first episode." Having seen many actors, Tang Yi did not believe that any actor could assist the police every day with their cases; in his view, it was merely a persona.

Star Map Entertainment was once brilliant, but now it had declined. Although President Li was not too happy about it, he did not dare show it and personally saw Tang Yi and Jia Jia off.

"Han Fei, I know you’re focused on acting, but times have changed. Occasionally taking on high-quality variety shows can be very beneficial to your own development and future," Director Zhang didn’t force Han Fei to make any choices. He was just acting as a guide, hoping that Han Fei’s acting career could proceed more smoothly.

"This variety show might run into trouble," Han Fei said as he picked up his chopsticks to start eating. A table full of delicious food should not go to waste.

"There shouldn’t be any problems, we just need to follow the script when the time comes," Xia Yilan leaned in closer to Han Fei, "You look really tired."

Han Fei was enjoying his meal when suddenly he smelled a strange stench coming from Xia Yilan, and his appetite was instantly reduced.

The door to the private room opened again as President Li, who had sent Tang Yi and Jia Jia away, came back. The smile on his face seemed a bit forced, "Don’t worry about them, let’s eat and drink as we please."

After a satisfying meal, President Li took out a finely edited script and a contract specifically tailored for Han Fei. They truly hoped that Han Fei would join their company and become one of their signed artists, but they also knew that Han Fei was very resistant to joining any company, so they prepared two contracts right away.

"Han Fei, this is our sincerity."

Glancing through the contract in President Li’s hand, Han Fei’s eyes gave a slight jump. He was drawn to the remuneration stated on the contract; as the year’s best supporting actor, although only a third-tier actor, the remuneration was already very substantial, which is why those big companies would go to great lengths to fight for awards for their artists.

"With this money, the victims’ families can lead better lives, and I can gain more hidden virtue," Han Fei didn’t care too much about material desires in the mortal world. He was more eager to gain the hidden virtue from the Deep World – such is the scope of a Black Box owner.

After looking over the contract in detail, Han Fei read the script again and finally signed the performance contract. He did not join Star Map Entertainment, but agreed to star as the lead actor in Star Map Entertainment’s new show.

"Han Fei, tonight’s variety show is a great opportunity for you and also a preview of our new movie. You just need to do as Jia Jia asks and follow along, just like acting in a horror movie," President Li was very considerate of Han Fei, almost not like a movie investor.

"Alright then, I’ll join them for some fun tonight," Han Fei calculated the time: starting at six o’clock in the evening, it should end by ten at the latest, which wouldn’t interfere with his gaming, "If certain things decided to show up as well, I might even get off work early."

Around three o’clock in the afternoon, President Li personally drove Han Fei and Xia Yilan to the filming location of the "Secrets of April 4th" deep in the outskirts.

Looking at the familiar abandoned building of the plastic surgery hospital in front of him, Han Fei’s face revealed a handsome and enchanting smile.

"If we can’t finish by ten o’clock tonight, then this new variety show’s first episode might just become its last," he thought.