My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 821: The Us Without Tomorrow

Chapter 821: Chapter 821: The Us Without Tomorrow

"Protect the thirty children, do not let a single one of them die!"

Han Fei felt like he was desperately trying to grasp onto something. He clenched his hand, but the other still dissipated in his world.

Opening his eyes, a tear stain hung on his cheek, an indescribable sadness filled his heart, leaving him momentarily speechless.

The smell of disinfectant wafted into his nostrils, and Han Fei’s body felt intense pain, a suffering that spread from the inside out, as if trying to separate his spirit and flesh.

Looking around, Han Fei lay on a hospital bed in the school infirmary, it seemed he had returned to reality, everything felt so real.

"Where is this?"

Memories shattered into pieces, drifting in his brain sea, taking him a long time to recall his own name.

"Han Fei..."

Sitting up slowly from the bed, Han Fei wore plain clothes, a pack of cheap cigarettes and a crumpled class assessment form in his pocket.

Before Han Fei could continue checking, footsteps echoed in the corridor, the sound of high heels meeting the floor was audible even from afar.

The door opened, and a very ordinary-looking woman entered the room. Seeing that Han Fei had awakened, she sat directly next to him: "Teacher Gao, I don’t recommend you continue teaching here, your health is poor, and your personality is on the verge of collapse, what you need now is a good rest."

She handed an examination report to Han Fei, its content somewhat incomprehensible to him.

"Name: Gao Cheng."

"Male, 28 years old, head of Class Seven."

"Possesses a basic Greed Personality, collapse at thirty-one percent, suspected of having an unexamined hidden personality."

"Mental Pollution Index at thirty-nine, nearing the danger zone!"

"Inherent personality defect, severely depressed, intermittently manic."

"Recommendation: This teacher is no longer suitable to act as a person in charge, if there is no significant improvement in three days, please leave the campus."

Intense pain continuously surged through Han Fei’s brain, clutching the examination report: "What on earth happened? What’s wrong with this world?"

"Unable to accept reality, subjectively rejecting everything, which is also a kind of self-protection mechanism of the brain. But I didn’t expect someone as strong as you to fall under mental pollution." The female nurse sighed, pulling open the infirmary’s curtains: "It’s been twenty-two years since Xinhu fell, the beautiful childhood in your heart is destined to only be a memory, it is forever gone, never to be seen again."

The female nurse’s every word seemed to imply something, Han Fei tried hard to think, looking towards where the woman stood, his gaze frozen on the city outside the window.

Heavy clouds covered the sky, tall walls built around the city’s periphery, familiar buildings’ windows and doors were boarded shut, the whole city was lifeless, appearing oppressive, dull, and dead.

Seeing the despondent Han Fei, the female nurse shook her head slightly, placing a bottle of medicine on the table before leaving.

"Xinhu fell? The city outside is Xinhu?" Han Fei sat dazedly on the hospital bed, piecing together memories in his brain sea, taking a long time to remember something.

"Kuangxiao and thirty children used God Stealing to forcibly enter the Garden Owner’s Shrine Memory World, they burned all their memories, but I who followed them did not lose my memory."

Han Fei looked out the window again, a deep confusion within: "The Shrine Memory Worlds of deceased Divine Spirits were mostly past events. The remaining Unspeakable, could their Memory Shrine Worlds be a future they hope for?"

Pocketing the medicine bottle left by the female nurse, Han Fei put on his shoes and left the infirmary.

He was now in a school, this area wasn’t boarded up, inside the campus was not much different from a real school.

"Not a single one of the thirty children can die..."

Moving along the wall for support, Han Fei recalled the information on the examination report: "I’m in charge of Class Seven, where is Class Seven?"

Walking down the corridor, classrooms on both sides still had students in class, attentively listening to the teacher’s voice.

"Each of us has our own personality, it’s the essence of a person’s life’s value, also key to resisting mental pollution."

"To kill those unknown things, first you must remain steadfast to your true self, never be swayed by them!"

"Two-thirds of this city’s zone has been taken by ghosts and monsters, all those boarded-up buildings are full of ghosts! We need to clear them building by building, ultimately driving them out completely! During this process, some may sacrifice, but I want you to remember, death is not the end, the more you fear, the tighter pain and despair will grip you!"

"The most precious thing in this era is hope, and you are that hope!"

The teacher wrote swiftly on the blackboard, a trace of undiscussed poignancy in his voice. He seemed aware that he was lying, but had no choice but to speak that way.

"All the forbidden buildings in Xinhu City are roughly divided into five categories: the White Buildings with the lowest difficulty, which may contain regrets of the deceased and ordinary level obsessions; the medium difficulty Red Buildings, which hide grudges and items tainted with hatred; then the more difficult Death Buildings, also called the Black Buildings, entering them means certain death. If you see the pitch-black Death Building, you must stay away!"

"Besides these three types, there are two special types of forbidden buildings: one is the Deceit Building, which has not yet been fully explored, and no one knows what’s inside; the other is the Forbidden Building. Don’t ask why, the Forbidden Building isn’t to be discussed, and absolutely no one is allowed near it!"

"Most of you are orphans, and many have developed various special diseases due to the impact of Disaster. The world is very unfair to you. If you want to change this horrible situation, exploring those forbidden buildings is one easy path."

"If any of you can completely clear a building, you will earn the respect of everyone in the area. Of course, even the simplest White Building is too difficult for you. Consider this my good wish for you."

"Besides completely clearing a building, bringing out items tainted with Hatred and Curse from the forbidden buildings can also earn you generous rewards. These items will be collected and processed by us into weapons against Ghosts and Monsters."

After the teacher said this, he touched his glasses, where a vague outline of a hanged student appeared on the lens: "According to the school requirements, in three days you will venture out alone for the first time to explore the buildings. I hope you have some gains, and hope that by then, there will be no empty seats in our class."

The teacher continued to talk about many things, giving Han Fei a rough understanding of the Garden Owner’s Memory Shrine.

This Shrine Memory World is different from any that Han Fei has experienced before. The Garden Owner is still alive, and his Shrine Memory World represents his obsession with the future. If there is no external interference, this Ghost City might be what Xinhu looks like twenty-two years later.

"Class dismissed!"

The classroom door was pushed open, and the bespectacled male teacher walked out. He was surprised to see Han Fei standing outside the door: "Teacher Gao, why are you here?"

"I had some health issues. I suddenly felt very unwell in the corridor, so I rested against the wall for a while." Han Fei indeed felt very weak at the moment.

"Ah, I really don’t know what you encountered in that Deceit Building to cause your Mental Pollution Index to spike from seven to thirty-nine." The male teacher regretted Han Fei’s situation, but he had no intention of getting close to him. A Mental Pollution of thirty-nine seemed to be a terrifying value: "The principal needs me, I have to go."

The young male teacher with glasses was named Ma Jing, his work ID showed he was the person in charge of class three.

However, this wasn’t Han Fei’s main concern. In his memory, Xinhu once had a psychotic murderer also named Ma Jing, whose face was imprinted on the Ghost Card by Big Ghost.

The class bell rang for a long time, yet no students came out to play in the corridor. Everyone stayed in the classroom, not daring to go out.

Along the corridor, Han Fei arrived at the second floor of the teaching building. After passing an empty, sealed classroom, he finally found class seven, which he was responsible for.

Upon entering, the faces of these children looked both familiar and unfamiliar, as if they had appeared in his memory, yet everything might also be just an illusion.

"One, two... twenty-nine, thirty."

There were exactly thirty students in class seven, no more and no less, just as the system required. Yet Han Fei’s expression was somewhat complex: "There are only thirty children in the class, so what about Kuangxiao who entered the Shrine World with the thirty children?"

Just thinking of this question made Han Fei unable to breathe. He opened his mouth, taking big gulps of air, yet his chest remained oppressively stuffy.

"Teacher, why don’t you go rest? We’ll attend self-study."

Han Fei had only seen the blood shadow contours of those children, yet he couldn’t match each student’s face with their numbers. Everything required time to slowly interact with.

"I’m fine." Han Fei picked up the chalk and wrote down the important parts of what Teacher Ma taught on the blackboard.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he was prepared to do everything possible to ensure all thirty children survived.

As his thoughts swirled, the faster the mental pollution seemed to spread. He felt like a Monster was growing inside him, slowly devouring his heart, destroying his Personality.

After jotting down the last piece of useful information, Han Fei’s vision began to blur, half of the world he saw was swallowed by shadow.

"Teacher, it’s time to take your medicine." At some point, a student had walked to the edge of the podium. He took out the bottle of medicine from Han Fei’s pocket, carefully looked at it, and took out a pill emitting a foul stench.

This bottle was left by the female school doctor, and Han Fei wasn’t sure about the medicine’s safety. He didn’t choose to take the medicine, instead letting everyone self-study first, planning to try the world’s items after gathering more information.

After Han Fei left the classroom, the student who was previously smiling changed his expression. He glanced at Han Fei’s notes on the board before standing in the middle of the podium himself.

"Have you seen the city outside the window? Though I’ve forgotten many things, I still remember certain truths, and it is now certain that we do not belong to this eerie place." The student picked up an assignment notebook with his name: "The name written is Zhou Qi, but I have no memory of it, all I remember is a number - five."

Each student in the class had their name, but they were very unfamiliar with them. Instead, the individual numbers assigned to them were unforgettable.

"To summarize the clues we have, we arrived in a city inhabited by Ghosts and Monsters, became students at this Orphan Academy. The teachers here treat us as hope on the surface, but in reality, we are probably just tools that can be discarded anytime." Number five, Zhou Qi, erased the self-study on the board and wrote "self-rescue": "What do you think?"

"My thoughts might be more pessimistic than yours." A student who had lost his legs sat in a corner of the classroom: "The students at this school are either orphans or freaks with diseases, all abandoned children. Try looking out the window again, there are forbidden buildings around the campus, yet plenty of living people gather there, what’s the reason Ghosts aren’t disturbing this place?"

He folded a paper airplane and threw it outside, but it didn’t fly far before getting soaked by rain, landing in the muddy ground in front of the teaching building.

"Maybe we aren’t even tools, just food served to the Ghosts and Monsters." The legless male student moved his body to face the other classmates: "The teacher said three days later is our first time exploring alone, these three days might just be our last days."