My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 624: What’s Meant to Come Will Come

Chapter 624: Chapter 624: What’s Meant to Come Will Come

At five o’clock in the afternoon, Han Fei and Li Xue returned to the city branch office together. Many of the staff members who had participated in last night’s live broadcast were present.

As soon as they saw Han Fei, they immediately stood up and started disassociating themselves from any responsibility. Among them, Xia Yilan’s agent even walked up to Han Fei, hoping that he would fully cooperate with the police.

For Han Fei, this was all a minor scene. He took a seat at the edge of the table, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether he was there to be interrogated or to interrogate others.

"Han Fei, working backward, Xia Yilan began to act abnormally after she left the plastic surgery hospital, but she was still very clear-headed before entering the hospital. So, you might be the last person who had contact with the lucid her," said a police officer who looked familiar to Han Fei, "What exactly happened in that hospital? Was everything really as per the script?"

"It was indeed scripted."

"However, according to the general feedback from everyone, Xia Yilan’s acting isn’t good. The emotions she showed in the live broadcast could likely not be an act but genuine fear," said the police as the staff from the crew nodded in agreement, all still remembering Xia Yilan as just a vase actress.

"The seven actors involved in the live broadcast last night received different scripts. I can’t be sure. If you really have doubts, I think it’s better to ask Tang Yi and Director Jia Jia. After all, one is the producer and the other is the lead director, and they designed that night’s game and live broadcast."

"That night at the hospital, didn’t you and Xia Yilan encounter anything strange? To my knowledge, Xia Yilan seemed to have left the group on her own and started exploring alone. We’ve reviewed her live broadcast footage over and over, and since she left the group, she became somewhat neurotic, repeatedly muttering words related to death, repentance, children, appearance, and limbs," another police officer chimed in, with his computer screen showing all the clues of the Xia Yilan disappearance case.

Han Fei’s brows slightly furrowed as he began to think deeply.

The police were aware of Han Fei’s impressive "record" from the past and didn’t disturb him.

A few minutes later, Han Fei looked around, "Could you ask the unrelated people around here to leave first? I’ve thought of something."

After the police had the others leave, Han Fei got up and sat next to the police officer, "I don’t know why Xia Yilan disappeared, but last night I heard her mention the words ’Eternal Life Pharmaceutical’ and ’middleman’."

"Eternal Life Pharmaceutical?" The expressions of the two police officers changed instantly. In the era of technological revolution, Eternal Life Pharmaceutical and Deep Space Technology represented the most cutting-edge and distinctive power. They openly claim to be working for the future of all mankind and they did indeed start that way.

"Han Fei, wait a moment. I’ll call our leader over." Even the smallest cases become complicated once they involve Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, and the two officers didn’t dare to make any hasty decisions.

Before long, Li Xue’s superior walked into the room and motioned his subordinates to temporarily disperse the people outside the door.

"Han Fei, tell us everything you know. There’s no one else here."

"I believe you must have investigated already; that plastic surgery hospital used to belong to Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, and Xia Yilan had plastic surgery there."

"We already know this part, and we have also found the documentation for the surgery performed on Xia Yilan."

"Then do you know that in addition to physical reshaping, that hospital also carried out personality reshaping?" Han Fei decided not to keep hiding it any longer; Xia Yilan’s mysterious disappearance had also given him a sense of urgency.

"What is personality reshaping?"

"Injecting a cultivated personality into the brain of a child whose personality has not fully developed yet, giving them the most genius intelligence and all the traits necessary for successful people," Han Fei told the police what he knew, which sounded fantastical but was indeed real.

Han Fei said these things only to provide a direction for the police; uncovering the truth still depended on their own investigation.

Xia Yilan’s disappearance has had a greater impact than anyone had anticipated. The storm is only now beginning to take shape, and as it continues to swell, it will affect many people and affairs.

In the real world, the police are conducting a deeper investigation, while Han Fei is also preparing to uncover the hidden truths within Paradise in the game.

They talked until nightfall, and it wasn’t until then that Han Fei left the police station. The police presence around his residence was increased once more; he had become a key protection subject.

Taking a police car back to the residential community, the camped-out reporters and self-media workers didn’t dare to block the police car no matter how bold they were. Han Fei made it back home smoothly.

After a hearty meal, Han Fei lay on his bed, organizing various clues in his mind.

"Even if the police are constantly protecting me, some things can’t be left behind," Han Fei said as he opened his computer and deeply cleared some records, then destroyed everything in his drawer related to the Deep World and Baihe.

"Number Four said someone would be reborn through me. If I fail to explore Paradise, the next person who exits the game might not be me," pondering this, Han Fei took out a pen and paper, forged some fake information, and then set up some identity traps on his computer and phone.

Having finished these preparations, he took out his phone to call Huang Ying and Li Xue. In the real world, the two of them understood Han Fei best; these were the backup plans he had reserved for himself.

After arranging his affairs, Han Fei double-checked his room one more time. When no anomalies were found, he lay down inside the gaming pod.

Initially, his entrance to the game was out of coercion; to survive, he had no choice but to keep moving forward.

But now, his perspective had changed; this may also be a form of growth.

Putting on the gaming helmet, the world in Han Fei’s eyes was instantly frozen in blood.

"I..."

A voice came from behind him. As Han Fei turned around, the bloody figure behind him also turned, and just before their gazes were about to collide, Han Fei successfully logged into the game.

The blood receded, and Han Fei appeared inside Death Building.

"Just a little more, and I would have seen him," Han Fei moved his body a bit. After eating "delicious food" all of the previous night, his injuries had mostly healed.

Opening the Attribute Panel, Han Fei noticed his Hidden Virtue had increased by a full thirty points.

"I guess I’m a pay-to-win player now."

As Han Fei exited his room, the inhabitants of Death Building greeted him, and some even took after Li Zai and others, starting to address Han Fei as Building Chief.

For a living person to have come this far in the Deep World was already quite a feat.

Gathering everyone, Han Fei led them into Xu Qin’s kitchen on the fifth floor.

"I have a very important matter to discuss with all of you," Han Fei looked earnestly at every "person" present, being aware of everyone’s past, and understanding the pain and despair of each individual.

"Are we going to fight for turf tonight? I’ve long coveted the area in Paradise; I heard that the world’s most unfortunate children are locked deep within there." Li Zai was already excited.

"We’ll head to Paradise tonight, but before that, I want everyone to see something." Han Fei walked into the private room, using his Soul-summoning Talent to pull down Huang Ying.

After being tormented to death countless times by the Butterfly in nightmares, Huang Ying had undergone a transformation. Han Fei could distinctly feel the difference between Huang Ying and the other players; he truly deserved to be the number one player.

"I brought the thing for you." Huang Ying was about to open his backpack when Han Fei stopped him.

"Come and meet everyone." Han Fei looked at Huang Ying, "If something happens to me, or let’s say I become someone else, they might need you to step in."

"I’m afraid I can’t..." Huang Ying hadn’t finished speaking when Han Fei pushed the door to the private room open.

Seeing the neighbors outside, Huang Ying, despite being mentally prepared, still felt intimidated.

"Take out that item, we need to use it on the person who needs it most." Han Fei patted Huang Ying’s shoulder, and the latter brought his hands together, producing a constantly spinning white box from the Item Bar.

This pure white box was out of place in the night-enshrouded Deep World, and the aura it emitted made everyone feel alienated, yet irresistibly drawn to approach it.

"This white box is called ’False Hope.’ After meeting certain conditions, it can bring a consciousness out of this world of despair."

No sooner had Han Fei finished speaking than everyone’s eyes focused on the box.

Huang Ying was also surprised. He knew about the relationship between Han Fei, Xu Qin, and Wei Youfu, and he thought Han Fei would keep the item for someone close to him. But Han Fei had instead revealed the secret of the box to everyone.

"I hope to use this box on the person who needs it the most."

The spinning white box appeared for the first time in the Deep World, like an angel’s feather drifting into the Abyss. It couldn’t be considered hope itself, but it at least allowed everyone to see that hope truly existed.

"Give it to someone else, I won’t leave," Xu Qin volunteered, with no hesitation.

"I don’t need it either, my home is in the Happiness Residential Community," Cry said, clinging to the Spiritual Altar and gazing at the Baihe, the young boy seemingly seeing a farewell in the white box.

"This place suits me better," Li Zai said, patting his stomach. "My brother feels the same."

Contrary to Huang Ying’s expectations, most residents of the Deep World readily gave up the chance; they had no attachment to the Mortal World anymore.

The crowd dispersed, and the tall Doctor Yan appeared next to the dining table. His blank face faced the white box, his arm lifted then lowered, and finally, he turned and walked away, heading to a corner alone.

"Doctor Yan, don’t you want to live with your wife and children?" Li Zai was surprised by Doctor Yan’s decision.

Doctor Yan shook his head and left a line of blood on the wall behind him—It took them over a decade to walk out of that pain; I can’t destroy their lives again for my own selfishness.

One by one, the neighbors walked away. It was apparent that some among them really wanted this opportunity, but they felt others needed it more than themselves.

"Why does it feel warmer here than in the mortal world?" Huang Ying cradled the white box; he had never imagined that those ghosts and monsters could be so warm: "I’m not afraid of them now, except for that security guard uncle."

"You should put the box away for now, and only give me the white box if I manage to walk out of Paradise alive, and you are sure I’m still the same person," Han Fei also didn’t expect things to turn out this way. He instructed Huang Ying to stow the Baihe, ready to accompany Huang Ying to collect some Underworld specialties and supplies, when suddenly, a scream emanated from a room in the Death Building."

"Why does that voice sound so familiar?"

"It seems to be coming from the room where the Butterfly Wardrobe is stored! Another unlucky soul has passed through the nightmare connection point and entered the Death Building!"

"This couldn’t have come at a worse time," Han Fei frowned. He could only use his Soul-returning ability once a day, and to keep Huang Ying at the top of the Shallow World, he had to prioritize sending Huang Ying home first, without delaying his entire day.

Accompanied by all the neighbors, Han Fei and Huang Ying arrived at the room with the wardrobe.

He reached out to push open the door and saw a familiar figure crouching in front of the wardrobe, pitifully holding shattered porcelain in a standoff with Big Evil.

Upon seeing the familiar figure, not only Han Fei but also the faces of the Fierce Ghosts of the Death Building took on a strange expression.

Doctor Yan, with the most foresight, had already slipped away quietly.

Hearing the sound of the door, the familiar figure trembled and looked towards the doorway. Upon seeing Han Fei, his expression was one of utter astonishment.

"Han Fei?! Wow! I can’t believe I’d encounter you here!" The man struggled to move away from the wardrobe, cautiously watching Big Evil as he moved toward Han Fei, all the while brandishing the shattered porcelain as if it were some kind of supreme divine weapon.

This man was very poor at reading the room; he didn’t realize Han Fei’s stiff expression. After approaching, he even extended his hand to Han Fei: "It’s great to meet you in person today! Hello! Nice to meet you! My name is Shen Luo, a top-tier finance dealer."

"Tsk."

Looking at Shen Luo’s hand hanging mid-air, Han Fei really didn’t know what to say. He took the Rebirth Saber out of his Item Bar.

"Could you stop playing ’Perfect Life’? "

"Why? Why can’t I play a game I spent a lot of money on? You’re such a strange person," Shen Luo, holding the shattered porcelain, retreated to Han Fei’s side as if ready to fight alongside him: "You look colder than on TV, but I always feel you’re approachable, it must be because of rapport, I guess."

Shen Luo’s attention was entirely on Big Evil in front of him, overlooking the densely packed neighbors in the hallway.

Taking into consideration what Shen Luo said to Xu Qin a few days ago, when everyone realized he had arrived, they also consciously vacated this floor — they all understood the idea of the fish suffering when the pond is poisoned.

Inadvertently driving away many neighbors, Huang Ying also realized this player was no ordinary one, quietly moving back ten meters.

"Han Fei? Why aren’t you talking? You’re so aloof."

"Give me a moment to be alone," Han Fei responded.

Han Fei only had one chance to use Soul-returning, and if it weren’t for Huang Ying in the Deep World, he’d have sent Shen Luo back before he could leave the wardrobe.