My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 771 Fearless Han Fei

Chapter 771: Chapter 771 Fearless Han Fei

The two-headed man was unaware of the events outside the Outer District. All he saw was Han Fei delivering a message, followed by the gardener’s thunderous rage.

He had indeed planned to use the life of the Dancer as leverage against the gardener, and so he subconsciously thought it was an ally who had acted prematurely, "Since things have come to this point, I won’t hide it anymore. You must return to that skyscraper and offer your flowers to the Divine Spirit, otherwise we will torment the Dancer with the cruelest means imaginable."

"How dare you?!" The gardener, now reduced to a single head, spoke with remarkable defiance. She was thoroughly enraged, and countless fine blood vessels extended from her neck. At this moment, the entire mansion seemed to have become part of the gardener’s body, with all the plants becoming extensions of her being.

"What kind of power is this?"

In the courtyard, countless souls transformed into flowers wailed in agony, their energy frantically absorbed by the gardener. The strange plants, like cages, trapped the two-headed man inside.

"The master of the garden is a Divine Spirit. You’re merely a florist who can borrow his power. If he finds out you’re stealing his energy, your fate will probably be more miserable than the Dancer’s! The thing Divine Spirits hate the most is being deceived by those they trust!"

The man’s other head hanging on his shoulder opened its eyes, revealing pure black pupils. Everything looked at by those eyes would be entwined with Death Intent and instantly wither away.

The two-headed man spoke boldly, but he seemed to know he was no match for the gardener. After breaking through the plant cage, he escaped the mansion at top speed.

"Gardener, you have one hour to think about this!"

All sorts of plants Han Fei had never seen before re-covered the sky, not a single drop of Black Rain able to penetrate into the mansion’s garden. The two-headed man’s voice was also cut off outside.

"Not that strong, but quite tough-talking," Han Fei stood his ground, wary of the plant’s sharp spikes.

"Come here." The gardener’s head in the flower pot slightly turned, speaking to Han Fei, "Besides delivering the message, did the Dancer ask you to do anything else?"

Han Fei could hear the concern in the gardener’s voice and recalled the expression the Dancer had when mentioning the gardener. Without much thought, he said directly, "The old man is very worried about you and hopes you can return soon. To him, it’s not important where he lives; what’s important is to be with you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The gardener was verbally angry, but her facial wrinkles relaxed a great deal. It seemed she hadn’t heard such pleasant words in many years.

"It’s true."

"Let me ask you, why did the club’s mirror shatter? Besides you and the Dancer, did anyone else enter the club?"

"The old man didn’t mention why the mirror shattered in the letter?" Han Fei glanced at the letter, which only mentioned that the Divine Spirit’s eye had cracked and that he had found the Twin Flowers, hoping the gardener would take good care of that special flower.

"Anything related to Divine Spirits and their affairs can’t be spoken openly, it will be overheard."

"Actually, I accidentally cracked the mirror. The old man sensed something bad and asked me to come find you right away," Han Fei said, a little embarrassed.

"So people from Double Happiness haven’t gone over yet?" The old lady obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood vessels rooting into the ground from her neck no longer swelled.

"Is Double Happiness the person who just threatened you? What a strange name."

"Names around here are all weird. I’d advise you not to provoke them," the gardener twisted her neck, uttering a strange spell toward the garden swimming pool, and a patchwork body made from various plants and corpses crawled out of the water, looking like a gigantic monster, "My body isn’t healed yet, I can’t leave for the time being."

"Then I’ll stay here with you. In case that guy hasn’t gone far, I can’t beat him alone." Han Fei honestly moved a chair over and sat in the gloomy mansion garden, "Teacher, you must have lived here for a long time, right? What was this district like at the beginning? Has it always been shrouded in Black Rain?"

"Teacher?"

"Since you taught me how to grow flowers, you’re naturally my teacher."

"Suit yourself," the gardener hadn’t been called that in a long time, but compared to being called the gardener, the old lady indeed preferred being called teacher, "The Dancer and I have been living in this district for a very long time, back when that individual had not yet become a Divine Spirit."

Hearing the words "becoming a Divine Spirit," Han Fei instantly turned serious.

"His memories subtly changed the district, making it resemble the scenes from his memory," the gardener revealed an important secret, "Before becoming a Divine Spirit, that person lived in a deserted district, rundown, decaying, desolate. The construction of the Smart New City siphoned off a large population, vitality, and passion, much like that skyscraper. Compared to it, the Old City District is like a beggar wallowing in the mud."

"The Unspeakable of the Black Rain Area once lived in Xinhu Old City District! His era was probably when the Old City District decayed and the Smart New City began its construction!" Han Fei had felt that this area was very similar to Xinhu Old City District since entering the Black Rain Area, and now he understood the reason.

"That person also used to be very kind, but somehow, from a certain point, he changed. On the surface, he remained the same, but in secret, he had become the creator of the murderous chat group," the gardener felt uncomfortable, her facial wrinkles deepening, "He became the most evil and terrifying person I have ever seen, and after that..."

"And after that, what happened?"

"He could no longer be considered human," the gardener’s head in the flower pot trembled, and the blood vessels on her neck twisted in the soil, "I became the gardener because of him, and there are many, many more ’creations’ like me, too numerous to count."

"Can you find any information about him in reality? I mean, do the police have any criminal records on him?" Han Fei’s breathing became heavier, he hadn’t expected to get information related to the Unspeakable from the gardener.

"There should be," the gardener said, "I remember a long time ago, there was a police officer who entered the garden searching for butterflies and accidentally saw the owner of the garden. That police officer seemed to be called..." The gardener’s mouth hung open, but no matter what, she was unable to say that name; her head seemed to be frozen solid, with pieces of skin starting to fall off from her face.

"Can’t say it, I can’t say it!"

It was as if the gardener had seen something extremely terrifying, her eyes filled with horror: "It seems like the divine spirit has seen me! I must leave at once!"

The flowers inside the mansion started to wilt in patches, those strange plants that could only be seen in the Underworld broke apart, and thick black blood poured into the pond.

The ground shook, and the whole building seemed about to collapse; the gardener appeared to be forcefully injecting all her strength into that ugly body, preparing to leave this place forever and never return.

"Aren’t you being a bit too hasty?" Han Fei hadn’t expected things would turn out this way; they hadn’t even mentioned the name of the Unspeakable, just talked about the past, and ominous events were about to happen.

Hurriedly withdrawing, Han Fei accidentally discovered a pure white flower blooming at the edge of the swimming pool when passing through the garden.

In the Deep World, pure colors were rare; most things were filthy, making that flower stand out particularly.

"The mission reward tells me there’s a super rare flower in the mansion, could it be this one? The reward for this E-class regular mission is outrageous, just giving me a piece of information and letting me retrieve it myself?"

The mansion began to collapse, Han Fei temporarily changed his path, and by the time he rushed to the flower, he realized that those pure white petals were actually made of human skin, and the "bud" enveloped a sleeping child’s soul.

"The gardener wants to absorb the power of all the flowers, she will crush you all, I’ll take you out." Han Fei used the flower language, with both threat and temptation, he finally managed to make successful contact.

"Player number 0000, please note! You have obtained a super rare E-class flower—Mother and Child."

"Mother and Child: A divine spirit kills her and her family the moment a child is born, the god takes pleasure in this, and a kind-hearted gardener steals this piece of work and hides it in her room."

"The flower has an extremely rare vitality; eating the flower permanently increases the maximum life value by ten! However, it may attract the attention of the original owner of the work!"

"Attention! Please consume the flower immediately after picking it! Its soul will dissipate within three minutes! If you choose to continue nurturing, the flower has a chance to bloom colors never seen before in the Deep World!"

"Eat it?" Han Fei glanced at the child’s soul embraced by the "human-skin petals" and dismissed the thought of consuming it. Flowers capable of increasing the maximum life value were indeed very precious, but he was not any fierce ghost and couldn’t bring himself to do something like gnawing on a soul.

"It will die if plucked, I need to take it away with the surrounding soil as well."

In the current situation, Han Fei didn’t have the time to think about these things; he set up two wooden boards to shield the flower and quickly retreated before the mansion collapsed.

As the walls crumbled, the gardener, who had just reattached her head to her body, rushed out of the mansion; her face was filled with fear, she occasionally glanced behind at the skyscraper, as though being chased by some invisible entity, she ran towards the Outer District with injuries all over her.

"Is this the real power of the Unspeakable? Just the thoughts that leaked out while it slept were enough to scare the gardener like that?" Han Fei propped up a black umbrella and stepped out of a corner; in her extreme terror, the gardener had forgotten him, and now he was the only person left in the mansion.

"There’s too much commotion here; it won’t be long before other things come over. But if I leave directly, the flower that turned into Mother and Child will definitely be eaten by other ghosts and monsters. All the original residents of this area have been corrupted by malice; they are capable of anything.

It was only a matter of seconds when Big Evil suddenly sent a warning to Han Fei.

Turning around, Han Fei saw the monster with two heads standing on the roadside, watching him.

His heart felt like it was frozen, as Han Fei sensed a blatant malice, slithering like a snake, crawling up his spine.

Licking his dry lips, Han Fei quickly opened his attribute panel; his strongest active skill "Game Exit Key" was already lit up.

The tension in his eyes dissipated in an instant, Han Fei then used the Shrine ability Soul Mist, shrouding himself in it, becoming invisible even to the fierce ghosts.

After doing all of this, he slightly raised his black umbrella, giving the two-headed man a fleeting glance.

"What did you write in the letter to the gardener?" A chilling, spine-tingling voice came from the two-headed man, his eyes full of malice.

"Want to know?"

"Tell me!" Two different voices emerged from the man’s two heads, he was gritting his teeth with a fierce expression.

"Just because you want to know, I should tell you?" Han Fei holding his black umbrella walked forward, his body full of menacing ghost patterns being activated, an aura of calamity surged wildly: "What are you to demand that?"