My Healing Games

Chapter 268 Randomly selects a "lucky" criminal

"The spider has made the meat processing plant's residential compound the graveyard for its eight personalities. Is the butterfly planning to make this my grave?"

How many secrets is that psychopath still hiding?

The police car drove out of the meat processing plant's residential compound and sped along the road, gradually dissipating the oppressive feeling that had been weighing on Han Fei's heart.

"Han Fei, you have to be careful lately. Butterfly has completely gone mad." Li Xue said in a low voice, "We just received a notification that the security guard who murdered Huang Ying is dead. Everyone related to the Butterfly case has started to experience hallucinations and abnormalities. Their brains, which were already different from ordinary people, have become even more severely diseased."

"What do you mean?"

“All the suspects, including Meng Chang’an, have shown symptoms such as confusion, auditory hallucinations, and fainting. We have had their brains examined by professionals.” Li Xue took out her phone and showed Han Fei several brain scan images.

The image shows a large area of ​​brain lesions, and when all the lesion areas are connected, they form the shape of a butterfly with outstretched wings, as if it is in flight.

"The brain is the most mysterious organ in the human body. We had previously treated Meng Chang'an and the others' brains and had managed to slow down the rate of brain deterioration. However, we did not expect that the rate of brain deterioration would suddenly accelerate in the latter half of last night!"

In the latter half of the night, just as Han Fei was rescuing the spider in the deep world, the butterfly's plan in Animal Alley was completely destroyed by him.

“We suspect the lesions are not isolated cases. Everyone affected by the butterflies will probably go crazy. They might do anything under the stimulation of the butterflies.” Li Xue warned Han Fei to be careful, but Han Fei kept staring at the brain scan image on Li Xue’s phone.

He looked through them for a long time and was surprised to find that in addition to Meng Chang'an's scan, there were also brain scans of Mingmei's family of three.

Although a long time has passed, Han Fei still clearly remembers that family of three who were like demons.

In order to seize the house left to Yingyue by her parents, they killed Yingyue and stuffed her body into a plush toy. Afterwards, Mingmei's father even tried to kill entertainment reporter Jin Jun, but was captured by Han Fei instead.

"Is this family of three also connected to butterflies?"

“Yes, their brain lesions are incomplete; compared to Meng Chang’an, they’re considered failures.” Li Xue answered every question. In any case, most of the suspects were apprehended with Han Fei’s assistance, so there was no need to hide this information from him.

"I remember the three of them were pretending to be crazy in the detention center to avoid legal punishment?"

“Mingmei’s father has confessed, and Mingmei’s mother and Mingmei are still receiving the latest psychological and brain treatments. In order to make them submit to the law as soon as possible and give up their resistance, the bureau has arranged for them to undergo twenty hours of uninterrupted psychological intervention and correction.” Li Xue’s words reminded Han Fei of something.

He had personally visited the detention center to check on the situation of Mingmei and her family of three. The doctor who treated Mingmei at that time happened to be a student of the psychologist who had treated Spider, and that person was named Hu Wei.

The other party had also visited the filming location when "The Suspense Novelist" had just started filming, providing Director Zhang and the screenwriter with some information about spiders.

"The Hu family used Deep Space Technology's psychological therapy helmet to treat Mingmei. All of Deep Space Technology's products rely on the same core..." On the night he returned from the detention center, Han Fei had an idea: he wanted to try to summon Mingmei's soul to the deeper world.

If we compare the game "Perfect Life" to a world, then the sandbox therapy room created by Akemi's psychotherapy helmet is like a bubble in that world.

In addition, Mingmei's constitution is weak and prone to spiritual encounters, so theoretically, Han Fei could summon her soul to the deeper world.

"Yingyue's revenge has been dragging on for a long time, it's time to find a way to fulfill the promise. If the summoning of the souls is successful, we can also ask them some questions about butterflies." The lives of the residents in Happiness Community are pitiful, and Han Fei sincerely wants to avenge them. However, he is in dire straits himself, constantly teetering on the edge of life and death, and has no time to be distracted.

Now he has to prepare for going to the Death Tower. With his current abilities, he has no confidence at all that he can survive there.

So he wanted to do more for his neighbors before he went to the dead building.

"Hopefully, we won't have to recruit Huang Ying again this time."

In fact, Han Fei couldn't understand why Huang Ying was able to encounter such a low-probability event so many times.

Under police escort, Han Fei returned to his residence in the old town.

He had just entered his home when he received a message from Huang Ying—"Is it convenient to call?"
After closing the doors and windows, Han Fei called Huang Ying: "Is something wrong?"

"I have prepared all the quest items I need to level up before level 30 and all the items for running for honorary mayor."

"Run for honorary mayor?" Han Fei was stunned when he heard Huang Ying's words. Brother Huang was playing a very big game!

"The title of Honorary Mayor has no real power, but it has many hidden benefits. It is one of the hardest titles to obtain in the game. I plan to start planning from level one and try to get this title before level eighty."

"It will take that long?" Han Fei shook his head. He had initially been a little hopeful.

“When we were chatting before, you enlightened me. After thinking about it carefully, I realized that instead of trying to improve the mayor's favorability, I should become the mayor myself.”

"Then you'd be more reliable to be the mayor of the underworld. There's no one competing with you here." After chatting with Huang Ying for a while, Han Fei asked Huang Ying to collect more useful skill books to bring down. The deep world is rich in resources, but perhaps because there are relatively few people, skill books suitable for humans are extremely rare. As a result, Han Fei has been playing for so long and his abilities are all passive.

After hanging up the phone, Han Fei ate something casually, then picked up a book from the bed and started reading.

It's hard to imagine that Han Fei, who is covered in blood, wearing a beast-face mask, and carrying a butcher's knife in the Deep World, actually has a faint scholarly air about him in reality. Anyone who sees Han Fei for the first time would think that he is rather reserved and quiet.

As midnight arrived, Han Fei, having connected all the cables, put on his gaming helmet.

The world was covered in blood, and he slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

The paper figures stared at him expressionlessly, their chilling aura permeating every inch of his skin.

Han Fei appeared in the convenience store's warehouse and asked Yinglong about the store's situation.

During the time Han Fei was the store manager, the store's goods were constantly "bought" by wandering ghosts through barter.

Unlike the paper doll shopkeeper, Han Fei didn't have the ability to seal remnant souls into various items, nor did he have the skill to mix flesh and blood with curses to create props. Therefore, the goods on the shelves of Yimin Convenience Store were becoming fewer and fewer.

"Manager, it feels like you're running this store as if you're doing charity, just for fun."

"At least we've built up our reputation, and no one will call us a shady shop anymore. We can launder our money with these goods, so it's quite profitable." Han Fei inspected the warehouse, looking at the piles of flesh and blood and the wailing remnants of souls sealed in various items, and he also had a headache.

The previous store manager turned all these items into food imbued with yin energy and weapons imbued with curses, but he didn't have that ability.

"We'll think about how to use these things later. If the warehouse is full, we'll let Xu Qin's little pet come and eat some of it first."

With that giant black python around, such wasteful behavior is destined to be out of Han Fei's reach.

Back in Xingfu Community, Han Fei greeted Wei Youfu first, then walked to the center of the community with tears in his eyes.

If you summon a spirit here, the spirit will only appear in the neighborhood. No matter what you summon, he is confident that he can control it.

After letting the crying retreat, Han Fei stood in the shadows of the residential building and opened the attribute panel.

His gaze fell on a certain spot, his lips moved slightly, and he softly uttered two words.

"spiritualism!"

The attribute panel, covered in blood streaks, was torn apart from the middle by countless hands, and a sea of ​​blood rippled outwards. At this moment, Han Fei seemed to be standing on the brink of death.

(End of this chapter)