My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 801 The Only Night

Chapter 801: Chapter 801 The Only Night

At midnight, Han Fei went to the twenty-fifth floor. Before three in the morning, Han Fei had cleared the floor that was reputed to be the most dangerous.

When the victims on the fifteenth floor heard this news, they all thought Han Fei was possessed by a ghost, that the taboo was controlling Han Fei to lure them into a trap.

After spending considerable time convincing everyone, the survivor from Red Alley on the sixth floor and the victims of the Ghost Card Case on the fifteenth floor finally arrived at the twenty-fifth floor.

Han Fei left them with ample food, clean water sources, and arranged rooms for everyone, allowing them to have a safe haven within this dangerous skyscraper.

Light returned to the eyes of those numbed faces; Han Fei was slowly pulling them out of despair.

The skyscraper is a place where divine spirits foster sin; it gathers all malice and madmen together, like cultivating a twisted, deformed monster.

Here, those victims were purely toys for the thugs, repeatedly experiencing their most painful memories, with their attributes stripped away, merely meat food in the eyes of those perverts.

What Han Fei is doing now is awakening their dignity, igniting their anger, letting them regain hope.

The victims inside the building are numerous; previously, they were insignificant "garbage," but now Han Fei is giving them a chance to change their fate.

Drowning people will grasp at any straw on the shore with all their might; these victims were tightly united by Han Fei, after all, no one wants to live as they did before.

"Everyone has been arranged." Sister Hong found Han Fei. She looked at the incredible young man before her, eyes full of respect.

"You’ve worked hard." Han Fei sat alone on the worn-out sofa, holding a mirror in his hand, as if he were looking at his face or the space behind him.

After reporting the work, Sister Hong didn’t leave, quietly standing in the corner of the room, seemingly waiting for Han Fei to issue additional instructions at any moment.

Although she hadn’t been in contact with Han Fei for long, Han Fei continuously created miracles, causing her gaze towards him to change from before, constantly feeling an unparalleled charm surrounding this young man.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The door was knocked open, and Ji Zheng and Zangzang’s father walked in together.

"Your monster brother simply won’t listen to reason, insisting on spreading the taboo to other floors. Why don’t you try persuading him?" Ji Zheng seemed a bit helpless, thinking Han Fei was already crazy enough, but didn’t expect the soul of the "Director" controlling the taboo body to be even more twisted and perverse.

"He’s not wrong; we should take advantage of the divine spirit not waking up yet, expand frantically, and destroy as many floors as possible in the shortest time." Han Fei’s idea was exactly in line with the soul of evil, leaving Ji Zheng speechless: "Do you have anything else?"

"People outside don’t know what’s happening on the twenty-fifth floor, but the name Bai Cha is already spreading among some residents." Ji Zheng threw a bone card in front of Han Fei: "Someone in the gambling house is offering a high price for your information; those natives refer to us as Bai Gang."

"Sounds pretty good; I’m called Bai Cha, and we’re called Bai Gang." Han Fei said calmly, without a hint of embarrassment.

"So many believers died in Red Alley; if they find out you first appeared in Red Alley, the crime of killing so many believers might just need to be borne by you!" Ji Zheng touched the camera on his chest: "I have a suggestion that could delay your discovery."

"To kill Sister Hong and Fat Dog from the gambling house?" Han Fei didn’t even lift his head, speaking casually, yet instantly pinpointing Ji Zheng’s true thoughts.

Sister Hong in the corner and Ji Zheng behind the door changed expressions upon hearing Han Fei’s words.

"It’s unnecessary; divine spirits are not awake, the others aren’t a problem. If the divine spirit wakes up early, it doesn’t need to use someone else’s strength to kill us." Han Fei sees things clearly; he shuts himself in, continuously pondering a question.

When will the divine spirit awake? Han Fei releases the taboo, seizes number two’s brain, but the divine spirit did not respond excessively, indicating that what the divine spirit is currently focusing on is far more important than number two’s brain fragment.

Relating to the reality scenario in Xinhu, the three major crime organizations and the police have clashed in gray areas, marking the first time those psychotic killers chose to confront the police head-on after ten years, surely driven by some unseen force.

The passage between the Shallow World and Deep World is opened, connections with reality are becoming tighter, and the one who calls himself the Garden Owner, his true target is likely the actual Xinhu; he wishes to recreate the disaster from many years ago.

The butterfly is a crucial pawn in the dream, unexpectedly killed ahead of time, triggering a chain of changes. No one can say where the ship of fate will drift now.

"I encountered Fu Tian in the Shrine Memory World; his will isn’t as strong as Fu Sheng, but purely in terms of strategy, he’s even above Fu Sheng. This old man surely wouldn’t betray Xinhu; he would have left some fallback plan."

The elders of the previous era have all departed; a storm is coming, the figures able to sustain the next era are pressing forward amidst the thundering sound.

"Bai Cha! The radio is usable! I contacted the dancer!" Mr. Mo ran into the room with the rickety radio that seemed ready to fall apart at any moment: "He has very important information to share with you!"

Han Fei had little expectations for the radio, feeling that both the dancer’s and florist’s strengths couldn’t be of much assistance now.

But to his surprise, as the radio approached him, the blood-colored paperman in his arms suddenly poked its head out, reaching its hand toward the radio.

Simultaneously, blood-red curse threads emerged from the radio, linked to the same curse source as the blood-colored paperman.

"Is this... Xu Qin?"

Pressing the play button on the radio, the voice of the Dancer emerged: "Hold on a bit longer, six Hatreds have entered the Black Rain, and they will approach before the Divine Spirit awakens, attempting to... massacre the building."

The transmission carried just a few sentences, yet the cracks on the Dancer’s radio increased again, although the information it brought to Han Fei was indeed useful.

"Six Hatreds?" Han Fei wasn’t exactly alone; Xu Qin, Zhuang Wen, and the Painter stood behind him. Given the current situation, the Dancer must have had contact with members of the Happiness Residential Community.

"I’ve been missing for two days; everyone might be worried, but I’ve been doing pretty well here." Han Fei pondered how to reply with the radio, as the usually calm Big Evil suddenly howled at the radio beside him, with misfortune seeping into it. It seemed to be trying to help Han Fei respond.

"This guy is pretty reliable at critical moments." Han Fei patted Big Evil’s head reassuringly, but moments later, Mr. Mo sensed something was wrong as the cracks on the radio increased: "Is the radio unable to withstand Big Evil’s misfortune? What is its operating principle?"

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, Mr. Mo hurriedly left with the radio.

Han Fei was at a loss, but Ji Zheng seemed to understand Big Evil’s howling. He took a picture of Han Fei with his camera: "Your fate has started to become extremely mysterious."

"My fate has changed?" Han Fei was somewhat confused.

"Take a look for yourself." Ji Zheng handed the developed photo to Han Fei, showing the string of Han Fei’s fate turning black: "Your pet just now was responding to a Curse with a curse, trying to express that you’re about to engage in wild mating within the building."

Han Fei’s hand stopped on Big Evil, tempted to hit it, but he only had one hit point left and could die if his defenses broke.

"Your pet is quite spirited." Ji Zheng showed a rare smile after a long time, feeling a sense of joy and excitement he had missed while being with Han Fei.

Big Evil blinked innocently while lying on the ground. Han Fei took a deep breath and finally turned on the switch for Master-level Acting: "Stop standing around, get ready to go to other floors."

Gathering his subordinates, Han Fei was about to move, but a message came from the Soul of Evil, advising them not to go out as something dangerous was approaching in the elevator.

Everyone gathered around the elevator, prepared and on guard.

As the numbers on the display panel continued changing, everyone’s hearts were on edge.

"Nobody should be coming to the twenty-fifth floor at this time, right?"

Just as Ji Zheng finished speaking, the elevator stopped on the twenty-fifth floor, and the silver-gray doors opened to reveal a headless corpse tumbling out from within.

Han Fei and Fat Dog approached the elevator to investigate, finding the entire cabin covered in bloodstains, with the victim’s head seemingly having exploded inside.

"Delayed death?"

The deceased appeared to have been attempting to seek refuge on the twenty-fifth floor, but his body had been tampered with before entering the elevator.

The elevator doors automatically closed, but because the corpse lay at the threshold, the metal door kept bumping against its legs.

Before the body could be moved aside, the display numbers on the other elevators began frantically shifting too, indicating that more than one person was coming to the twenty-fifth floor.

"Hasn’t the Divine Spirit not yet awakened? Why are there suddenly so many people coming to the twenty-fifth floor? Did a ’Big Shot’ upstairs get the news?"

One by one, elevator doors opened on the twenty-fifth floor, spilling out headless corpses whose blood painted the floor red, the dripping sound incessant.

"These people seem to be all night watchmen and cleaners of the Rustic Ladder." Ji Zheng recognized the charges on the headless corpses’ bodies, extremely nervous: "Someone issued a task regarding the twenty-fifth floor, so the night watchmen came over!"

"The question now is, who killed them?" Han Fei retreated behind Big Evil: "Night watchmen, having charges, are usually very powerful; how were they killed in mass?"

"The night watchmen in the building are divided into dangerous, forbidden, disaster, and night levels. Most of these corpses are dangerous-level night watchmen, with only one forbidden-level..." Ji Zheng also started retreating, as over half of the building’s more than twenty elevators stopped on the twenty-fifth floor: "I’ve never seen such a situation, can’t handle it."

While everyone was at a loss, the outermost elevator also stopped on the twenty-fifth floor, opening to reveal the cry of a child from within.

"Is there a survivor?"

Looking towards the source of the cry, seated in the elevator cabin was a boy in his teens with feminine features, dressed in a burial garment, his face utterly horrified and tear-stained, crying out sharply like a child.

"Will his head explode?" Han Fei had Nine-life drag the boy out of the elevator, and he didn’t resist, overwhelmed with fear.

"Can you hear my voice? What happened upstairs?" Ji Zheng prepared to photograph the man’s face, but the boy suddenly went berserk, clutching his throat and repeatedly bashing his head against the ground until blood covered his face.

Ji Zheng frowned, taking a step forward to get a better shot, only for the boy to suddenly scream hysterically: "The real night watchmen have returned! The only Night within the building has descended! He’s going to cleanse this building! The most terrifying and paradoxical work of the Divine Spirit has been born!"

"What’s he talking about?" Han Fei was somewhat confused.

"The only Night? Does it mean a night-level night watchman has emerged within the building?" Ji Zheng felt a cold sweat on his neck: "There was a legend on the fiftieth floor that the Divine Spirit wanted to lure the most righteous crime chaser in the city, planning to make him his new masterpiece. This crime chaser fought against the Divine Spirit for thirty years; if he falls, he will become the most terrifying night watchman."