My Healing Games

Chapter 234 The Weight of the Soul

The little boy lying deep in the ditch was soaked through, his clothes covered in dirt and grime, his face showing shock and fear in his eyes.

The child was terrified and didn't know what to do, so he could only hide in the ditch.

“Those monsters have left.” Han Fei realized that humans were truly a very special kind of life. He himself was also very afraid, but in front of the child, he didn’t want to show any unease.

Perhaps it was Han Fei's expression that gave the boy a sense of security, because the boy grabbed Han Fei's clothes and his expression relaxed slightly.

He neither cried nor made a fuss, as if he had been tormented by fear to the point of losing the ability to cry. However, looking at the child's quiet appearance, Han Fei felt even more heartache.

That child had no idea what hope was. Living in such a world, he felt as if he was being punished even though he hadn't made any mistakes.

Occasionally, flesh and organs would flow past him. In the dirtiest, bloodiest, and most foul-smelling place, Han Fei looked at them gently and softly brushed aside the filth around him.

"Are you scared?"

Upon hearing Han Fei's voice, the boy first nodded, then shook his head.

"You are the strongest child I have ever met. We will definitely escape."

Han Fei gently comforted her, and after a long time, the other party gradually understood Han Fei's meaning and was finally willing to communicate with him.

The child was thinner and weaker than other children his age. He couldn't speak in complete sentences yet, and could only stutter out individual words while using gestures.

It took Han Fei about ten seconds to roughly figure out what the boy was trying to say.

After being rescued by Han Fei, the child kept running deeper into the alley, but he was really unlucky. After entering the blood mist, he was captured by another pig-faced monster.

However, the other party did not kill it. After breaking one of its legs, it took it to the meat processing plant.

He thought he was going to die, but to his surprise, there were other adults who had been captured deep inside the factory.

The adults tried everything they could, and finally, during the group's movement, they used their bodies to shield the child and hide him in the ditch.

"Are there other adults here?"

Han Fei always felt that his strength was far too weak compared to those monsters, so when he heard that there were other adults in the factory, he made a decision almost immediately: he wanted to try to rescue them.

Once he could no longer hear any footsteps around him, Han Fei removed the iron fence and quietly climbed out.

The boy's leg was broken, making it difficult for him to move, so Han Fei made him stay in the ditch.

After restoring the iron mesh to its original state, Han Fei and the black python hid behind a series of unidentified machines and headed deeper into the factory.

The entire meat processing plant was divided into different areas, just like in real life.

Han Fei visited all the locations several times in preparation for filming, memorizing the position of every machine. His serious and dedicated attitude has helped him a lot.

The closer you get to the depths of the factory, the thicker the blood mist becomes. The rumbling of the machinery is mixed with screams and wails. At a glance, it truly is a living hell.

Ready to let the black python burrow into the ghost pattern at any moment, Han Fei saw a scene he would never forget after walking past a red wall completely covered in bloodstains.

Deep inside the meat processing plant is a bottomless pool of blood.

To the upper left of the blood pool, viscous blood threads strung together pig-face masks; while to the upper right of the blood pool, the souls of living people hung from rusty black iron hooks.

Pig-face masks, symbolizing animals, and souls representing the living hang on either side of the blood pool, resembling a giant black scale.

"what is this?"

Those pig-face masks wore all sorts of expressions—sinister, cynical, angry, and vicious—each one staring at the living person beside it, as if it wanted to devour them whole.

The people pierced by the iron hooks around them were all wounded. They were powerless to struggle and had lost all hope, but they still maintained their human form. Although their faces were full of pain, their eyes still held onto something, whether it was kindness, longing, family affection, or the dignity of being human.

As Han Fei stared at the black scales, pondering how to save those people, he heard footsteps behind him.

He quickly hid behind a machine and held his breath.

Cries and pleas for mercy echoed through the meatpacking plant as a tall, scarred, pig-faced monster dragged two men to the edge of the blood pool.

Its pig-face mask revealed an excited smile; the more its prey cried out, the happier it became.

With a roar, the monster threw the two almost identical-looking men next to the pool of blood.

The two men looked like twins, but the two brothers had completely different personalities.

The younger brother kept crying and begging for mercy. He clutched his broken arm, covered the knife wound on his chest, and lay on the ground.

The older brother's injuries were much more severe than the younger brother's. His expression was contorted with pain, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he didn't say a word. He would only occasionally glance at the monster, as if he were looking for an opportunity to retaliate.

Raising its butcher's knife, the pig-faced monster seemed to enjoy the feeling of controlling others' lives. It let its younger brother cry and beg for mercy until the younger brother had a glimmer of hope that he could live. Then it kicked its younger brother's ribs hard and threw him into the pool of blood.

When the younger brother's soul touched the blood, he let out a piercing scream, his skin melted as the blood melted, and his body slowly sank.

All struggles were in vain. After the younger brother was completely swallowed by the blood, the blood mist in the room became even thicker. Then, a pig-faced mask floated up where the younger brother had just disappeared.

The pig's face bore a resemblance to its younger brother's features, and its expression conveyed selfishness and discontent.

"The pig-face mask was made by a person?" Han Fei, who was hiding in the shadows, witnessed all of this, and he was unable to calm down for a long time.

He originally thought that Animal Alley was full of animals, but now he realized that all the animals in the alley were actually people.

In other words, some people retain the form of humans, but some are just beasts.

This alleyway merely tears away the beautiful facade, revealing the bloody truth behind it all.

The younger brother's mask was suspended by strands of blood and hung on the left side of the black scales.

The pig-faced monster laughed maniacally, then looked at its brother and swung its butcher's knife, forcing the brother to the edge of the blood pool.

Just as it was about to kick its brother into the blood pool, the severely injured brother suddenly dodged to the side and then grabbed the pig-faced monster's leg, trying to drag the pig-faced monster into the blood pool as well!

The older brother never gave up, but unfortunately, he was too weak and was no match for the pig-faced monster.

The mangled body traced an arc as the older brother fell into the pool of blood.

Blood scalded his skin, seeping into every wound on his body, but no matter how much the blood washed over him, it could not change the appearance of his brother's soul.

He looks very much like his younger brother, but their inner resilience is completely different.

The older brother endured the pain, unafraid of the surging blood, trying again and again to climb ashore, only to be kicked back into the blood pool by the pig-faced monster.

Clenching his teeth, the older brother swam with all his might in the blood pool, eventually climbing towards the pillar in the center.

He wanted to climb the pillar and destroy the pig-faced masks on the left side of the scale!
Covered in wounds, the older brother slowly climbed upwards.

The pig-faced monster watched him with great interest. Just as his brother was about to touch the pig-faced masks, a thick iron hook pierced through his shoulder, dragging him to the upper right of the blood pool.

Blood dripped from his body, and although the older brother was covered in wounds, he still maintained his human form.

With a fearless expression, he struggled while gripping the iron hook, but could not break free.

Han Fei, who was far away, also saw this scene. Those souls that were able to maintain their human form after entering the blood pool all carried a certain quality unique to humans.

It was that perseverance and character that allowed them to maintain their human form and reason, and even when washed by blood, they did not become manipulated beasts.

(End of this chapter)