My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 809 Super Criminal Shen Luo

Chapter 809: Chapter 809 Super Criminal Shen Luo

Shen Luo was kidnapped by the Sunday Night School. At first, he was almost scared to death, but under their "earnest teachings," he slowly realized that those people didn’t intend to kill him, nor did they plan to harm him.

Once he was sure of his safety, Shen Luo did try to blend into this "large collective," but a person’s three views and psychology can’t be changed easily. Moreover, Shen Luo wasn’t an "ordinary person." He had spent a long time in the Shrine Memory World and had seen too many terrifying things.

Originally, Han Fei intended to completely erase his memories, but with Kuangxiao’s "help," those memories were constantly twisted and altered. Kuangxiao even thoughtfully merged part of his own memories and the consciousness of Dream, stuffing them into Shen Luo’s brain.

To prevent Shen Luo from being overwhelmed by such explosive content, he chose to let Shen Luo unlock his memories step by step. Each time Shen Luo’s fusion with Dream’s consciousness increased, he would recall certain things.

The fragments of Dream’s consciousness were completely indifferent to Shen Luo’s life or death, and Kuangxiao didn’t care about Shen Luo’s safety at all. In all of Xinhu, aside from Shen Luo himself, the ones most concerned about his life were ironically those psychotic serial killers.

The core members of the three major criminal organizations treated him as if he were a future supercriminal, providing him with good food and drink, which directly led to Shen Luo gaining a lot of weight.

"Where are we going?" Shen Luo saw that no one in the car was paying him any attention and cautiously asked again, "You all have masks, should I get one too?"

"Be quiet." Vulture sat to the left of Shen Luo, and he was actually the most nervous person in the car. Previously, he was dragged into the Deep World by Han Fei for brainwashing, and now his mind was preoccupied with how to notify Han Fei.

"We’re here, get out of the car."

The sky seemed to have darkened a bit, and before Shen Luo could react, a hood was placed over his head.

He was led by someone through the darkness for forty minutes, and when the hood was removed, he found himself standing in a completely enclosed room.

"Is anyone there? I need to use the restroom!" Shen Luo looked around; the room had no furniture, only a large mirror hanging on the wall directly opposite him.

"I want to join in! Really!" Shen Luo shouted loudly, but no one responded. He felt a bit scared, wanting to hide in a corner, but felt that would be embarrassing. As an excellent financial trader, he knew that when a person has no cards to play, they must present themselves as tough and confident.

After about ten minutes, Shen Luo suddenly realized something. He slowly turned his head to look at the mirror in front of him.

Just as he turned, the him in the mirror was still standing facing him, maintaining that posture, motionless.

"Something’s really wrong with this mirror!"

The walls of the room had no doors, and Shen Luo felt the door was behind the mirror. He suppressed his fear and walked to the mirror, reaching out to gently touch its surface.

When his fingertips touched the mirror, the consciousness of Dream in his mind and part of Kuangxiao’s memories simultaneously boiled over!

The ordinary mirror seemed to react to something, and drops of fresh blood actually started to seep through the mirror’s surface!

A voice of surprise rang out from outside the room. The ritual had not even officially begun, yet the mirror was already reacting, a scenario that had never occurred before!

After a brief pause, the voice of Guinea Pig came from outside the room: "Bite your finger, use your own blood, and write your name on the mirror."

"That requires a lot of blood, can I use a red pen instead?" Shen Luo asked softly, but as soon as he said that, the walls behind him began to move forward, as if trying to crush him into mince: "OK, OK, I’ll bite, alright!"

Once Shen Luo, with his heart full of pain and wailing like a ghost, finished writing his own name, Guinea Pig’s voice sounded again: "The Divine Spirit has made a decision; we have no time to waste. Next, I will ask you a few questions, and your answers will determine whether you can leave alive."

"Ask away." Shen Luo covered the wound on his hand.

"To become one of our core members, you must undergo such a test."

"Now that death has blossomed, you will be the most beautiful flower. When Xinhu becomes a sea of flowers, you will be reborn in the new world."

"I send you across the bridge."

Guinea Pig’s voice seemed to hold some kind of magic, and after he finished speaking, a heavy Death Intent slowly emerged in the mirror. The mirror seemed to turn into a watery surface, and it felt like a deep, bottomless lake was hidden behind it.

And just after saying "I send you across the bridge," the Shen Luo in the mirror slowly raised its head, grabbed Shen Luo’s hand that was placed on the mirror, and held him tightly.

"Damn? What I’ve seen these days isn’t an illusion? This world is really haunted!"

As Death Intent condensed, all the members of the Murder Club stared at the mirror. The next moment was both the most dangerous and the most critical. This special mirror would reflect all the people "Shen Luo" had killed, and if those wronged dead figures could finally merge with Shen Luo, he would successfully advance to become a core member and inherit the name Butterfly.

As everyone held their breath in extreme tension, innocent childlike laughter emerged from within the lake-like mirror.

Kuangxiao’s memories left in Shen Luo’s brain surged toward the mirror, while fragments of Dream’s consciousness also approached the mirror.

"Clap!"

A small handprint pressed against the mirror; a boy of only a few years old appeared inside the mirror, wearing Welfare Home clothes, curiously gazing outside.

"It appeared!" Vulture, seeing the scene inside the room through the monitor, was stunned: "The first person he killed was a child... No! Why does this scene feel so familiar!"

The boy seemed unaware of his death and moved back and forth in the mirror until the second, third, fourth child...

Vulture stared at the monitor; when he saw thirty children filling the mirror, he began to doubt his life.

Outside, the other members of the Murder Club also held their breaths: "Killed thirty children? Is this just the beginning?"

Frankly speaking, not only were the members of the Murder Club stunned, but Shen Luo himself was scared to death. He felt those thirty children all wanted to crawl onto him, all wanted to bore into his brain.

"To cross the bridge to the other side, you are destined to lose something. Are you really ready for this? Are you willing to lose happiness and never be able to smile again?"

Guinea Pig’s voice came from outside the house. Shen Luo was too distracted to listen to what the other was saying. He desperately tried to pull his hand away, but his arm was firmly fixed to the mirror.

One by one, the children grabbed Shen Luo’s arm. His face twisted in fear, nearly wetting himself.

"I don’t know you guys!"

Thirty wronged dead children, pounding on the mirror surface, wanting to find the person who killed them to claim their due! Bringing the deepest despair and pain to that person!

"I really don’t know you guys!"

The Vulture had seen the same scene once before, except that the person in front of the mirror bled, and Shen Luo in front of the mirror shed tears.

"Are you willing to be dominated by madness and receive the blessing of the divine?"

After seeing the dead in the mirror, much of the suspicion in Guinea Pig’s eyes dissipated. He always felt Shen Luo was not the real Butterfly, but who else but Butterfly could have killed thirty people as a child? This can’t be simply described as a psychological perversion; it’s a complete annihilation of humanity, an ultimate monster.

Outside, many Murder Club members who looked down on Shen Luo were now silent.

What is a super criminal? This is a super criminal. The two sides are not on the same level at all. The divine spirit’s choice was indeed correct.

"Are you willing to embrace death, pursue death, and spread death?"

Guinea Pig followed the ritual and asked the next question. Cracks began multiplying on the mirror surface, and what everyone saw next was even more terrifying.

Thirty monsters who had been killed began to mutate, growing the most terrifying monsters from within their souls!

Furthermore, a Blood-colored Paradise completely composed of death appeared in the mirror. Corpses scattered at odd angles beneath those monsters’ feet, countless people had died because of him, uncountable!

Even the knowledgeable Guinea Pig took a deep breath; the development of the situation was gradually exceeding his understanding.

The divine ritual consists of a complete set of procedures, starting with seeing death, then integrating into death, spreading death, until finally becoming death.

The ritual has not yet reached the final step, but this most crucial Murder Club mirror seems about to reach its limit.

These mirrors capable of gathering Death Intent are bridges to the Deep World. Once they’re all destroyed, many things will become extremely troublesome.

Guinea Pig was also a bit conflicted, his fingers turned white with tension, lips slightly parted, but still asked the final question.

"Are you willing to accept and become your true self?"

Thirty children-turned-monsters lifted their heads in the Blood-colored Paradise, all looking out at Shen Luo beyond the mirror, as if they all wanted to occupy that body.

"I don’t want it, save me!"

"No, you want it." The Shen Luo in the mirror’s mouth curled up in a hysterical smile, and Kuangxiao’s memories lingering in Shen Luo’s brain voluntarily welcomed those monsters home!

Huge Death Intent outlined thirty monster shapes, charging towards the mirror!

"Boom!"

The mirror accumulating the most Death Intent in the Murder Club shattered into fragments, with all Death Intent plunging into Shen Luo’s body. The Dream’s fragmented consciousness was also activated, Shen Luo’s eyes bled tears, his mouth uncontrollably laughing crazily.

He appeared like a complete madman at this moment, yet including Guinea Pig, no Murder Club member dared directly call him mad.

Hands pounding the ground, Butterfly’s imprint on Shen Luo’s body was continually growing under the Death Intent scour, but this was only surface-level. In his brain, the souls of those once-killed children were slowly awakening.

The Murder Club’s mirror is a bridge to the Deep World, and now Shen Luo himself had become a "bridge."

"Is this counted as success? Or failure?" The man with the Crow mask looked at Shen Luo, eyes full of apprehension. Now he understood the gap between himself and the Super Criminal Butterfly, such monsters are not mere evil; they are mortal world’s disasters.

"I don’t know either, but..." Guinea Pig recalled the scene he had just seen: "Many years ago, an orphanage run by Eternal Life Pharmaceutical experienced a taboo event, where thirty children were killed; that night was known as Blood-colored Night."

The Crow’s expression also gradually changed: "Thirty children’s Blood Debt? Do you think this Shen Luo... is the Flower even the divine spirit wants?"

"That’s right." Guinea Pig was shocked by his own speculation: "He could possibly become a special entity surpassing Project Number One in the future."

"Luckily, I didn’t follow your advice and kill him right away." The Crow steadied his mask: "But how was the Blank confirmed? Isn’t their Sunday Night School best at tunneling into live human brains for data extraction? Why go soft now?"

"I’m also a bit baffled by that guy. Although he seems younger than all of us, his actual age seems older than all of us." Guinea Pig pressed a switch, and a wall slowly descended. They looked at Shen Luo crouched in the room; none dared to approach.

"The priority now is to send Shen Luo to the divine spirit, so the divine spirit can complete the final step of his work. I remember he’s been searching for this most special Flower of Soul." Hesitant for a long time, the Crow was the first to enter the room, reaching out his hand to Shen Luo.

"Welcome to the Super Criminal Shen Luo."