My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 758: Core Member Guinea Pig Mask

Chapter 758: Chapter 758: Core Member Guinea Pig Mask

When the neighbors saw Han Fei carrying a large jar out of the club, their hearts finally settled back into their stomachs.

"Shop Manager, where did you get that large water jar?"

"This is a flower pot." Han Fei had Yinglong open the black umbrella, but as soon as Yinglong touched it, he screamed in agony as if he had touched a flame.

The umbrella fell to the ground, and the fine murderous intent that emerged on its surface was like the point of a needle, together forming the pattern of a shrine. Han Fei had seen this shrine before in the club’s mirror; it was entirely composed of corpses, radiating a peerless fierce aura.

"What a strange umbrella."

"Issued by the club, it seems like holding this umbrella allows one to walk freely in the rain without worrying about the influence of the black rain." Han Fei handed the jar to Yinglong and held up the black umbrella, blending into this new area as if he were part of it.

"Building Chief, it seems like many people have died under this black umbrella, it’s wrapped in a lot of grudge energy. It’s probably formed from murderous intent, which can help the umbrella’s owner avoid the black rain, but eventually, it will devour the owner too." Li Zai had already left, but after returning to Paradise, he felt increasingly uneasy about a decision he made under the influence of the black rain, so he ran back.

"I accidentally drank some rainwater just now, and sensed many things from it. Being an embodiment of disaster, I am particularly sensitive to these things. It seems to be protecting you, but in reality, it is constantly drawing something from your soul."

As if he had discovered something important, Li Zai squeezed under Han Fei’s umbrella, pointing at the slowly dimming shrine pattern: "This unknown area is dead silent because its master encourages killing and death, and all the original inhabitants must always be wary of being killed. The clouds covering the night sky above us are like an oversized umbrella, absorbing the souls of the deceased every moment, strengthening itself, and then releasing ’black rain’ to wreak havoc on the city."

"I also feel this place is very creepy, as if the whole area’s ghosts and monsters are nurturing a ghost." Yinglong looked up at the dark clouds, let’s leave quickly.

Having successfully completed his task, Han Fei was ready to exit the game. He did not linger, and together with the neighbors, headed towards the Paradise Area.

Just as they were about to walk out of the area covered by the black rain, a noise suddenly came from the jar Yinglong was holding, as if someone had abruptly awoken from a nightmare.

That flower called Bu Kaixin, once it left the watering of the black rain, immediately showed signs of withering. The soul inside the skull wailed loudly, as if a living person was being choked, gradually feeling suffocated.

"Can’t this flower be taken to other areas?" Yinglong stopped in place: "Shop Manager, your flower looks quite rare, it would be a real pity if it withered due to a change in environment."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Mirror God and I were just about to open a Yimin Convenience Store in this area, how about we foster the flower there?" Yinglong led Han Fei to the junction of the two areas, where there was a dilapidated three-story building that Yinglong had transformed into a convenience store: "The balcony on the left side of this room can be reached by the black rain, allowing business in both areas. Although we haven’t sold anything yet, I believe it won’t be long before the people from that unknown area become regular customers of our convenience store."

"You seem very confident, huh?" Han Fei, when he originally rescued Yinglong, had never imagined that one day they would be running a chain store together.

"The survival pressure in the Black Rain Area is even greater than in the Death Building; the original inhabitants must buy items to save their lives, and furthermore, our store not only has various rare items but also provides assassination services. As long as the price is right, Sister Zhuang Wen can also make a move." Yinglong’s remaining eye slightly narrowed: "No one can refuse the help of hatred."

"From all aspects, your convenience store is quite convenient indeed."

"To serve our customers, benefiting the people and facilitating convenience is our purpose." Yinglong felt that Han Fei was complimenting him, and he scratched his head bashfully.

"Very good. From now on, the Yimin Convenience Store is fully entrusted to you." Han Fei entered the shop chosen by Yinglong and placed the soy sauce jar on the balcony.

Tiny drops of Black Rain fell into the soy sauce jar, and the soul inside greedily absorbed the rainwater, causing the veins on the corpse to swell once again.

"Thank you..."

Just as Han Fei was about to leave, he suddenly heard a faint voice emanating from inside the soy sauce jar.

Turning back in disbelief, Han Fei stared at the feeble soul within the skull, "Was it you who just spoke?"

Opening his Attribute Panel, Han Fei used his Talent Ability, Flower Language, "Is there something I can do for you?"

After using his Talent Ability, Han Fei’s voice seemed to resonate directly within the depths of the soul. This ability, combined with the secret of touching the soul’s depths, allowed him to communicate with some "flowers" without speaking.

"Kill me, kill me..."

The soul curled up inside the skull conveyed its request to Han Fei.

"If I were to kill you, the Florist definitely wouldn’t let me off." Han Fei tried stretching out his hand. He used the secret of touching the soul’s depths and gently touched the other’s skull.

Inferiority, pain, loneliness—all sorts of negative emotions wrapped around the soul like petals. But among all the petals, Han Fei also felt a special emotion—nostalgia.

Bu Kaixin was nostalgic for the sunshine of the mortal world, the dumplings his mother made, and the tedious life he had once taken for granted.

"Do you want to return to reality?" Han Fei withdrew his hand, "I can help you fulfill this wish, but before that, you need to tell me how you turned into a flower. I want to understand the rules of the Black Rain Area."

Bu Kaixin didn’t believe what Han Fei said at all, thinking that Han Fei was just mocking him.

Seeing Bu Kaixin’s body curl up inside the soy sauce jar, Han Fei felt it necessary to give him a bit of hope and pull him out of his numb despair.

"I don’t know why they are planting flowers, but I much prefer turning you flowers back into people." Han Fei touched his Attribute Panel and murmured two words softly, "Soul-summoning."

The Blood-colored Ghost Gate slowly opened, and Jin Jun, holding a Luoyang Shovel, sat abruptly on the ground, completely stunned.

"Han Fei?" Jin Jun looked at Han Fei blankly, "I was just following Huang Ying digging a big grave, why did you call me here?"

"Do you have any everyday food like dumplings in your item bar?"

"Yes, what do you need all that stuff for?" Jin Jun opened the item bar and took out a large stack of food and drinks.

"I’m raising a flower and I want it to experience the warmth of the Shallow World." Han Fei moved all the items Jin Jun had taken out to the balcony, displaying them one by one for Bu Kaixin.

"A flower?" Jin Jun’s face grew even more puzzled.

"Can’t you see such a big flower? If you want, I can give you one later." Han Fei patted the soy sauce jar, and from the cracked skull, Bu Kaixin’s soul emerged: "Giving a rose leaves one’s hands fragrant. I will send them all to the Shallow World later."

Fearing that Han Fei would really give him a flower, Jin Jun, smelling a faint stench of decay in the air, dared not say a word.

"The dumplings you like to eat, along with all sorts of piping hot delicacies, everything you once had, I can help you find them again, and even... I can let you see your family again." After Han Fei finished his last sentence, the expression in Bu Kaixin’s eyes amidst the soy sauce jar slowly started to change, the numbness fading.

"I want to see my mom again..."

"If she is still alive, I promise you, I will definitely fulfill this wish." Han Fei had Jin Jun empty the item bar and then, in front of Bu Kaixin, used the Soul-returning Talent to send Jin Jun back to the Shallow World: "Leaving the Black Rain now will make you ’wither.’ I’ll try to fix this problem before attempting to reunite you with your mother. You also have to try hard to live properly; surely, you wouldn’t want her to see you like this now, would you?"

Others might rely on fertilizers and various skills to grow flowers, but Han Fei relied on awakening the flower’s own potential.

After experiencing Han Fei’s abilities, Bu Kaixin’s attitude towards Han Fei changed, and he slowly began to speak more, no longer seeing himself as a flower about to wither.

Through his conversations with Bu Kaixin, Han Fei discovered something that deeply shocked him.

A bridge of death was unwittingly built between the Black Rain Area and reality, seeking suitable "club members."

After meeting incredibly demanding criteria, these club members had a certain chance of being sent to the Black Rain Area.

Ninety-nine percent of them ended up dead like Bu Kaixin during the "smuggling" process, but it was said that some had succeeded.

Bu Kaixin had once been a member of the Murder Club, but he had never killed anyone. He had joined the club only to find his missing brother.

The two looked exactly alike, and by masquerading as his brother and infiltrating the club, he discovered a side of his brother that no one knew.

Beast, brute, thug—none of these words were enough to describe his brother.

From initially wanting to find his brother, Bu Kaixin grew to detest and hate him, planning to break away, but it was already too late.

After securing some clues he had gathered, the core members of the club found him, and what happened afterward was something he himself could not remember; when he awoke, he had become a "flower."

Bu Kaixin gave Han Fei his mother’s address, hoping Han Fei would check on the elderly woman. In return, Bu Kaixin also shared information about a core member of the Murder Club.

"That person goes by the surname Xia, always wearing a guinea pig mask, is over one meter eighty tall, exudes a harmless aura, but is undeniably a true demon."

"His profession is related to children, and there’s a very faint smell of milk on him."

Han Fei memorized all that Bu Kaixin had told him, asked Yinglong to stay and take good care of him, and found a safe place to log off.

Upon opening his eyes, Han Fei hurriedly scrambled out of the Game Box, rushed to the computer, and logged into the Gray Area’s virtual account, Sunshine Boy.

After extensively reading through the records of a death group chat, Han Fei found the last few messages posted by the former group leader before their disappearance.

"I don’t like to argue with those pigs."

"Something big is going to happen soon, because summer is coming."

"Just wait and see the show."

These three statements were the last he made before his account went silent, and the death group chat Han Fei was part of had a new group leader.

"Summer is coming, does it mean the core members are about to make a move?"

Glancing at the time of the messages, Han Fei calculated backward and realized it was coincidentally the night of the Butterfly’s Soul-returning.

"These rats are all hiding so deep."

Perhaps seeing that Han Fei was online, a group administrator suddenly initiated a private chat popup with him.

After hesitating for two seconds, Han Fei decided to accept, and a series of extremely cruel images appeared before his eyes.

"Newcomer, let’s play a little game."

"What game?"

"Find the difference; if you can spot ten differences on this person, I will take you to a good place."