My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 754 Han Fei’s Hobbies

Chapter 754: Chapter 754 Han Fei’s Hobbies

Han Fei truly hadn’t expected that he could so casually trigger an E-level task, nor had he imagined such a simple thing as hobbies could be rated E-level by the system.

"It seems that only after adapting to the difficulty of F and G-level tasks can one talk about hobbies."

Looking at the task prompt, Han Fei was a bit nervous. The difficulty of an E-level task was already high, and now he was left with only a drop of blood by the Paradise Shrine, meaning a slight touch could kill him, leaving no chance even to exit the game.

"The system is forcing me to go out and explore personally."

It had become very difficult for Han Fei to trigger tasks in his familiar territory. To log off and leave the game, he could only run to unknown areas.

"Why didn’t Fu Sheng have such restrictions back then? Just because his talent is not as good as mine?"

Although he was quite annoyed, Han Fei still headed towards the unknown area, relying on the protection of Zhuang Wen and the neighbors, and the strength of his group of friends and relatives.

In the Deep World, every area has its unique aspects. For example, the Death Building Area has the curse of the Butterfly everywhere; the Plastic Surgery Hospital Area has a large number of Life Ropes and twisted souls; the characteristics of each area reflect the terrifying powers of the ghosts and monsters native to those regions to some extent.

The area near Paradise resembled the Xinhu Old City District in reality, whether in architectural style or the feeling it gave to Han Fei.

The deeper he went, the more intense the familiar feeling became.

The only difference from reality was that all the buildings here were shrouded in a faint black mist, emitting pure malice and death intent.

It seemed as if someone had died in every building, and every room seemed to have been eroded by resentment.

This area also differed from the others in one major way: the night sky was constantly sprinkled with fine drizzle; standing on the street for a while would result in black droplets forming on one’s skin.

"Is it raining? Does it rain in the Deep World too?" Han Fei looked up; the night sky in this area was even darker, as if enveloped by a thick layer of clouds.

Looking around, aside from the skyscraper at the very center, all other buildings were "shivering" under the rain curtain and darkness.

"That darkness might not be clouds," Zhuang Wen stopped and the hateful black fire in her eyes flickered uncertainly.

"Are you sure?" Han Fei pointed at the large swath of darkness, "All of this isn’t clouds?"

"It seems to be a ghost, a sleeping one," Zhuang Wen, who had become more talkative since regaining her sanity, didn’t dare take another step forward, "Hatred entering this area might directly draw a very terrifying thing, possibly even awaken that ghost."

A foreboding feeling emerged in Zhuang Wen’s heart; she had no time to explain to Han Fei and suddenly dashed backwards.

"What’s wrong with her?"

"Zhuang Wen had a bad feeling when she came here last time. This time, she might have been targeted," Yinglong, who had gotten a bit scared by Zhuang Wen, said, "Us weak ghosts do not have such worries."

After Zhuang Wen left, the rainfall in the night sky seemed to increase slightly, and the stench it emitted became more pronounced.

"Shop Manager, should we continue forward? Your current state is not suited for adventure," Yinglong shielded Han Fei, displaying his unwavering loyalty.

"How far is that club you saw before from here?" Han Fei wanted to complete the task before leaving. With the neighbors’ protection, it shouldn’t be difficult to accomplish.

"Not far, just around the corner."

"Good, let’s head there now." Han Fei and the other neighbors moved forward, but problems began to arise among them before they could even leave the street.

First was Cry, whose tears turned black.

He had been using his body to shield the Spiritual Altar, preventing the rain from seeping in, but still, some black rain had infiltrated.

Li Zai stood at the back of the group with his neck tilted, a cunning fellow. Sensing danger, he definitely wouldn’t peep his head out. He covered the cracks on his own chest with both hands, apparently worried that his foolish younger brother might accidentally drink the black rain.

"Player number 0000, please note! Your negative emotions have increased! Please adjust your mental state promptly!"

"Player number 0000, please note! Your resistance to curses and hatred has begun to decline!"

"Player number 0000, please note! Your neighbor Cry has been subjected to malicious seduction, there is a probability of decrease in friendliness... Cry has successfully resisted the malicious attack!"

"Your neighbor Ying Yue has been subjected to malicious seduction, there is a probability of decrease in friendliness... Ying Yue has successfully resisted the malicious attack!"

"Community owner Li Zai has been subjected to malicious seduction, there is a probability of decrease in friendliness... Li Zai’s friendliness has decreased by one point!"

As Han Fei received the system’s notifications, Li Zai looked up at the dark clouds enveloping everything, his pupils trembling with fear.

The self-proclaimed embodiment of disaster, Li Zai, now uncontrollably began to retreat; his hand raised then dropped, as he seemingly lacked even the courage to point at the clouds, "Trouble is coming, that creature is about to wake up!"

Li Zai seemed to have seen something others couldn’t, and he turned and ran towards the Paradise Area.

"What’s wrong with him?" Yinglong, holding a test tube taken from Yimin Private Academy, was preparing to collect the Black Rain to take back for Mirror God to examine.

Among everyone, only Yinglong was not affected by the negative emotions at all, and he was not mentioned in the system’s prompt. It seemed as if, no matter what happened, his friendliness towards Han Fei would not diminish.

In just over ten seconds, they had reached the end of the first street, and moving forward would mean officially entering this unknown area.

"The club is right there."

Across the street, Han Fei saw an ordinary old building, the first floor housed a closed restaurant, and the second floor was an unmarked, dark clinic, right next to an abandoned warehouse.

The so-called club was formed by transforming the abandoned warehouse and the restaurant’s kitchen. It had no official name, just some bizarre graffiti and symbols.

"Player number 0000, please note! You have discovered an unknown club. Please enter the club alone, choose your interests, and strive to become a member of the club."

"Alone?" After hearing the system’s prompt, Han Fei was immediately on edge, as he was down to his last drop of blood, a slight misstep could mean game over.

He felt the urge to retreat, but Han Fei was reluctant to leave just like that.

"Don’t follow me inside, just stay at the entrance and wait for me to come out."

After pondering for a moment, Han Fei made his decision.

He asked his neighbors to stay at the entrance while he went in alone.

"Don’t go far, okay!"

Han Fei was like a child going to kindergarten for the first time, looking back every three steps, then he pushed open the iron door of the club.

Walls painted with bizarre symbols came into view. Inside the club, instead of tools for murder or gruesome scenes, there were just some old gym equipment and several long-used punching bags that had been patched up.

"How is this different from the real murder clubs?"

Han Fei quietly gripped the Rebirth Saber Handle, ready to activate the Ghost Pattern at any moment. In case of danger, he would throw Nine-life first, since the latter had nine lives to spare.

A faint musty smell drifted into his nostrils, Black Rain slid down the window glass, and occasionally, something resembling a rat would scurry across the corner.

"Was that a little baby that scurried past, or a big black rat?"

Han Fei’s Adam’s apple trembled slightly, feeling the "long-lost" tension without his neighbors’ protection.

The last time he encountered such a dangerous situation was just the night before.

"Find your interests, who finds their interests in a place like this? I’m a mature social phobic, I stutter when talking to people, and if it weren’t for survival, I could probably stay at home until I die of old age."

Han Fei had already entered the club, but the mission had not progressed at all.

"E-level tasks are usually related to hatred, and even normal tasks should involve something related to hatred. With my current ability, I probably couldn’t escape from the hands of hatred..."

Han Fei couldn’t see anything wrong with the club, which was the biggest problem for him. With his rich experience, if he couldn’t spot anything, it meant that the problems in this club were well-hidden.

Moving backwards, Han Fei decided to wait until his blood volume was fully restored before coming here again.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier. Han Fei carefully watched his surroundings as he took three steps back, then suddenly his back bumped into something.

According to his memory, the exit was five meters away from him, and there were no obstacles in between.

Without any hesitation, Han Fei immediately drew his saber and slashed behind him.

The glint of the human saber illuminated the club, and just as the blade was about to strike, Han Fei saw the person he had bumped into clearly.

The saber light dissipated in the air, Han Fei’s hand holding the saber handle hovered in mid-air as he scrutinized the other person.

In the darkness stood an old man in his seventies, his eyes gouged out, holding a broken radio.

"Old man?" Han Fei didn’t sense the presence of a Fierce Ghost from the other person; this eyeless old man seemed to be a living person who had mistakenly wandered into the Deep World!

Before exploring deeper into the club, Han Fei hadn’t found anything unusual, and he had no idea when this old man had ended up behind him.

"No resentment, no Dark Energy, how did this eyesight-lost old man get here?"