My Healing Games

Chapter 24 What if you only had 24 hours left to live?
Han Fei displayed all his acting skills in those few short minutes. He kept giving himself psychological cues to immerse himself in the new character, but even so, his body was still trembling with fear!

It's not that his acting is bad, it's just human instinct.

Gasping for breath, Han Fei slumped onto the bed. Now, whenever he closed his eyes, he felt surrounded by children.

"Although I managed to fool them, I'll still be in that room the next time I log into the game. What if 'Crying' doesn't keep her promise?"

Grabbing his hair hard, Han Fei felt mentally exhausted: "Ku will definitely go crazy if he can't find me. My last hint was for him to look for me in the other neighbors' houses in the building. The perfect scenario is that when I log on, Ku will be in one of the other neighbors' houses."

Han Fei left himself a way out, but he also knew that the possibility was very small.

“Crying is terrifying. When I looked into his eyes, I felt like he was constantly observing me. If I showed even the slightest fear or weakness, he could easily kill me.” Han Fei still felt a chill when he recalled it: “This feeling of having my life in someone else’s hands was really awful. If I can survive tonight, I must level up as soon as possible and collect all kinds of items.”

Han Fei gritted his teeth and made up his mind, but a moment later he felt powerless and desperate.

He had already given his all to survive this time, and if he were to log into a room full of kids next time, he really had no chance of escaping.

"Tomorrow night might be the last time I play games."

Looking at the gaming helmet on the table, Han Fei was speechless. He was just an ordinary person, and naturally he was afraid of death.

Han Fei was exhausted from being on edge for so long, but he couldn't fall asleep.

He always felt that he had a long life ahead of him and enough time to do what he wanted to do, but it wasn't until this moment that he truly felt his life was slipping away.

"I think I'll do many unimportant things tomorrow, but if one day, tomorrow doesn't come, how will I allocate the last twenty-four hours of my life?"

Still unable to calm his nerves, Han Fei opened NetEase Cloud Music and selected a few soothing songs.

No matter how fast technology develops, music will always be a haven for the soul.

The night had passed without him realizing it. After dawn, Han Fei took out his phone and looked through his contacts, which were only half a page long.

Han Fei was an orphan. He didn't have the happy childhood that other children had. While others grew up under the wings of their parents, he could only run alone in the pouring rain with an umbrella.

He has never experienced family affection or romantic love. The world has not been kind to him, but he wants to give back to the world more laughter and happiness.

He loved listening to other people's laughter; that feeling of joy and happiness was like a gentle spirit settling on his lonely soul.

That's why he wanted to become a comedian.

Han Fei turned off the music and looked out the window. The sun was rising, and everything was coming to life.

"Its daybreak."

Han Fei opened the window and straightened the crooked gaming helmet on the table. What's done is done, and there's no going back. Instead of worrying about tomorrow, he should live in the present.

He recalled a quote from the comedy master Charlie Chaplin: "Today I only do things that are fun and happy, things that I love and that make my heart happy, in my own way, in my own rhythm."

Brushing his teeth and washing his face, Han Fei looked at himself in the mirror and saw no trace of dejection in him.

"Faced with death, I've come to understand many things I couldn't before. Is this the charm of healing games?"

Dressed neatly, Han Fei took his phone and walked out of the room.

It rained last night, and the air was exceptionally fresh this morning. He took a deep breath and was about to walk forward when he suddenly heard a child crying.

He shuddered, being particularly sensitive to the sound of crying, and then turned to look.

Two children stood under a big tree, repeatedly calling out a name.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what happened?" Han Fei gently comforted the two children.

"Little Guai is in the tree! It can't get down!"

Han Fei looked up and realized that Xiao Guai was a young cat.

The cat was meowing softly, which made it seem very pitiful.

"You two help me get my clothes down." Han Fei took off his coat and climbed up the tree.

"I feel a little lighter than before, and my movements are more agile. Could it be that adding points in the game affects reality?" Han Fei struggled to lift the kitten down from the tree. "You guys have to keep a close eye on it and make sure it doesn't run around again."

The two children hugged the cat and nodded in unison, looking rather cute.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, Han Fei inexplicably thought of "crying": "They're all kids, why is there such a big difference? Could the crying in the game have once had such smiles?"

Brushing the dust off his clothes, Han Fei walked out of the residential area.

Shortly after he left, Zhao Ming, Zhang Xiaotian, and Li Xue, dressed in plain clothes, got out of a van in the community parking lot.

"Would a psychologically twisted and perverted supervillain help a child save a cat?" Zhang Xiaotian was a little uncertain.

"Don't be careless! Have you forgotten what the captain said? Supervillains are masters at manipulating human nature! This might be his disguise." Zhao Ming was actually a little confused. No matter how you looked at it, Han Fei was very different from a supervillain, at least completely different from the supervillains they had imagined.

“I did see one of those super criminals you’re talking about once when I was on a transport mission.” Li Xue stood at the back, and her words immediately caught the attention of Zhao Ming and Zhang Xiaotian: “Just for transporting that one prisoner, the higher-ups blocked off the streets along the way in advance, and several departments worked together.”

"You've seen a supervillain? Sister Li, what does he look like?" Zhang Xiaotian and Zhao Ming were both very curious.

“I couldn’t see his face. He was locked in a specially made safety box and his whole body was tied up. I only remember that there was a pattern that looked like a butterfly wing on his left hand that was exposed.” Li Xue waved her hand: “Don’t ask anymore. These things can’t be said casually. Let’s focus our attention on Han Fei.”

"Sister Li, if you think Han Fei can't be a super criminal, why are you following us to observe him?" Zhang Xiaotian was a little confused.

“I’m only following you because I don’t think he’s a super criminal, in case you do something stupid.” Li Xue finished speaking and was the first to walk out: “You two have no experience in investigation or surveillance, so you’d better stay away from me.”

Three police officers quietly followed Han Fei, trying to find out what was wrong with him, but they found nothing.

Han Fei helped many people along the way. He was warm-hearted, gentle, and his eyes showed a sense of nostalgia. His love for the world was as if he only had one day left to live.

His behavior aligns well with the judgment of the citizen information system. If such a person's risk score is not zero, then it would be abnormal.

(End of this chapter)