My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 862: Exorcism Ceremony

Chapter 862: Chapter 862: Exorcism Ceremony

The personality ability of Number Two is related to destiny. Among all the children, he is the most mysterious, and apart from Zero, he is the only one who may still retain self-awareness, knowing many secrets.

"You’re right. No matter what the future becomes, I will not give up performing and will continue to move forward."

Han Fei gently placed his hand on Bai Xian’s forehead. The healing starlight, through touch, illuminated the depths of Bai Xian’s consciousness, revealing secrets deep within his soul.

Bai Xian, who survived the great disaster, had a soul that was incomplete, as if torn apart and devoured by a pack of wild dogs, suffering too much torment and pain.

"Brother Bai, can you hear my voice?"

Han Fei’s will approached Bai Xian, and he grasped Bai Xian’s hand.

If it weren’t for meeting Han Fei, Bai Xian might not have suffered this pain and would still be pursuing his acting career.

It was because Han Fei showed him the truth that he became the turning point of fate, catching the attention of those unspeakable entities from the Deep World.

"Tell me, who caused you to become like this?"

The starlight was healing the wounds on Bai Xian’s soul. His nearly collapsing consciousness gradually stabilized; his eyelids fluttered as if he heard Han Fei’s call. That familiar voice made him squeeze Han Fei’s hand tightly.

After the disaster struck, there was no longer any safe place in the night. He hadn’t felt such peace in a long time.

Bai Xian’s closed heart opened to Han Fei, as the suppressed memories inside seemed like wildly growing poisonous weeds, crowding his atrium.

Images of torment, threats from ghosts and monsters, life-and-death escapades, personally witnessing the tragic deaths of those around him — a flood of unbearable memories appeared before Han Fei’s eyes. Bai Xian had not awakened any special personality; he was merely an ordinary person entangled in the center of the disaster, using his perspective to document the most desperate and cruel world.

As the starlight shone into his heart, the poisonous weeds and thorns began to wither. A large void appeared in Bai Xian’s heart. It seemed he had met a key person in his life, but that key person had now vanished without a trace, leading his memories and spirit into chaos; many scenes couldn’t be pieced together.

"The person who disappeared should be me. I altered Bai Xian’s fate. In this most dire future, my soul scattered, which is why his memories are in disorder."

After clearing away all the "poisonous weeds," Han Fei saw a twisted shadow in the void of Bai Xian’s atrium. The shadow seemed to have noticed Han Fei long ago and had been secretly observing him.

"Kong Tiancheng?"

The twisted shadow had a deformed body, but its face had not changed much, looking identical to Kong Tiancheng, a Deep Space Technology executive from Han Fei’s memories.

"My name is Han Fei. Perhaps you’ve never heard this name, but you should notice Bai Xian’s subconscious holds a special regard for me. I was killed by the Divine Spirit while trying to prevent this disaster. A thought of mine attached to a member of the Disaster Investigation Bureau, and Bai Xian is one of my best friends who got implicated because of me."

The healing starlight paused in front of Kong Tiancheng, moving no further. Han Fei needed a partner; he wouldn’t force the other party.

"If you still don’t believe it, I can bring out the Dark Merchant to talk to you."

A black mist of greed slowly surged out. The Dark Merchant cautiously entered Bai Xian’s heart, explaining the matters concerning Han Fei and the Divine Spirit Statue.

Time was limited, and Han Fei was doing his utmost to persuade the other party. Kong Tiancheng was also deliberating whether to trust Han Fei; in this city shrouded by disaster, trust was the rarest commodity.

After a long time, a knocking sound echoed, causing everyone’s tension to rise. Still hesitating, Kong Tiancheng also understood the urgency. He slowly emerged from his hiding place and stood under the starlight.

The anticipated pain and burning sensation were absent, and the wounds on his soul began to heal slowly.

"This place is dangerous; some people are already targeting you. I’ll take you away, and we can talk elsewhere." Han Fei led Kong Tiancheng into the Greed Abyss, then let go of Bai Xian’s hand. He would take Bai Xian away, but not now.

Prompted by the Doctor and Afu, he swiftly left with Number Two on his back.

Shortly after they departed, the doctor conducting the rounds entered, placing several patients, including Bai Xian, onto a cart and taking them out of the ward one by one.

"Where is the hospital taking them?" Han Fei was somewhat worried about Bai Xian.

"The day is about to break, and the hospital should hold its regular exorcism ceremony to cleanse their spirits." The doctor assumed Han Fei was also a member of the organization; he didn’t know Han Fei had coerced Afu to sneak in all the way.

Strange music played around the hospital, and those patients with severe mental pollution were pushed to the back hall of the hospital.

Several possessors of special personalities stood in various positions, dressed neatly, as if welcoming a god, offering the highest respect to the soiled and despairful memories.

A faint glimmer appeared in the night sky as the hospital’s dome slowly opened, revealing a giant artificial moon that rose slowly. Its light was gentle and warm, somewhat like a weakened version of Starlight of Healing.

The gentle moonlight draped over all the patients, as those few possessors of special personalities simultaneously used their abilities, struggling to rid the patients of their mental pollution.

Suffering is not worthy of praise, but people who remain strong after enduring suffering are worthy of respect.

On these doctors, Han Fei found the reason why Hope New City could stand firm. Despite the chaos and darkness within the city, there were still people willing to stick to themselves.

The cries of pain from the patients gradually faded. This moment seemed to be the most comfortable time for them each day.

"Stop watching; we have more important things to do." Number Two and Han Fei moved to the corner of the hospital to start a conversation with Kong Tiancheng in the Greed Abyss.

Also keeping their memories from their previous lives, Kong Tiancheng was much stronger and more rational than the Dark Merchant. His memory was intact, and talking with him was like talking to a regular living person.

"If you really are as you say, you should know I was the chief director of a project for Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical. I managed a brain area game that changed the world, called Perfect Life."

From Kong Tiancheng’s mouth, Han Fei heard that familiar name again. Before the Great Disaster, Perfect Life was very popular, with everyone yearning for that virtual mental world, treating it as an artificial Heaven. But after the Great Disaster, in the city, Perfect Life seemed to become a taboo; no one mentioned it anymore, and even all promotional ads were torn or painted over.

"This disaster went completely out of control because of that game." There was a hint of regret in Kong Tiancheng’s eyes: "You can think of that game as a consciousness channel, and the end of the channel connects to another real world full of despair."

"But my impression was that Perfect Life was a warm and perfect game." Han Fei indeed thought so, though he had never played the normal Perfect Life.

"There is no true perfection in the world; all happiness is contrasted by pain. Beneath our joy is unfathomable darkness. It’s all the Devil’s plan!" Kong Tiancheng’s voice trembled: "Initially, I didn’t know either until someone opened the deep world’s door. All the players in Perfect Life became the ’source.’ Their spirits and consciousnesses were unwittingly eroded by ghosts, many died, and some transformed into ’ghosts’."

"A door? A source?"

"That real despair world has many connections with the sea of human consciousness, but for some unknown reason, they were closed. Yet over a decade ago, someone used that game to reopen the door, letting the despair world descend and merge with reality!" Kong Tiancheng’s soul trembled: "I don’t know the true culprit, but I can confirm they were in the basement of Eternal Life Building at the time! The culprit had extremely high authority and modified parts of the Smart Brain through a reserved Hidden Door during the Great Disaster’s outbreak! The Smart Brain of Perfect Life was modeled after a Black Box, and the culprit knows all about it!"

Every word Kong Tiancheng said was remembered by Han Fei because it might be Gao Xing and Dream’s real plan, even about to happen in reality.

"If you want to solve the ghost issue at its root and stop the two worlds from further merging, you must delve into the basement of Eternal Life Building and reopen the black box symbolizing the Smart Brain." Kong Tiancheng’s emotions were extremely agitated. He was a mad ghost, so many people didn’t believe what he said.

"Stay calm first." Han Fei let more starlight shine on Kong Tiancheng: "Were you in Eternal Life Building the night of the Great Disaster?"

"Yes." Kong Tiancheng nodded.

"What did you see?"

"The world seemed to be turned upside down, with the night not overhead but underground. That deep, despairful place was like a mirror of reality; endless ghosts crawled out from it." Kong Tiancheng pointed to his distorted, deformed body: "Those who managed to survive the first wave of ghost attacks would later become ghosts. The building was wrapped in some power, making escape impossible at that time."

One could hear the terror from Kong Tiancheng’s tone. Normally people falling into the Deep World would indeed suffer a mental breakdown.

"Eternal Life Building should be the most crucial building in the Shrine Memory World; Gao Xing’s shrine might be hidden there, serving as the city’s core." Number Two suddenly spoke. He had no interest in resolving the disaster; his primary goal was God Stealing, saving Zero and the other children.

"Gao Xing... that name is very familiar." Kong Tiancheng pressed his hands on his head, the black veins on his face bulged high: "There was someone by that name among the newly arrived experiment subjects the night of the Great Disaster. His eyes were the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, brighter than any gem in the world."

"That person is the leader of Xinhu’s three major crime organizations. All the disasters originate from him. Do you know where he is hiding now?"

"He should still be in Eternal Life Building. I remember that taboo area holds a most special and terrifying ghost, its eyes covered with a black cloth. Most of the time, it stays like a statue guarding the black room storing the Smart Brain, only emerging when humans resist or the world deviates from its path, annihilating those trying to change their fate and the ghosts." Kong Tiancheng gave Han Fei another crucial piece of information: "But it hasn’t appeared in a long time. It’s said its soul has divided into three parts, corresponding to a tragic and despairful past, a bloodthirsty and frenzied present, and the most perfect future in its mind. To kill it, you must kill these three ’people’ using the corresponding method."