My Healing Games

Chapter 278 This devil you're talking about, does he look like me?

Han Fei had had in-depth conversations with the spider, and he knew that when a butterfly targets someone, it will first destroy the target on a psychological level. The butterfly's greatest strength lies in using psychological suggestion and dreams.

Han Fei didn't know if ghosts existed in the world, but he knew that Butterfly had been trying to make him believe that ghosts existed and to instill fear of ghosts and gods.

The meat processing plant's residential compound, where the spider once lived, was filled with shrines. The elderly people who hadn't moved out of the building still firmly believed in the existence of ghosts and spirits, which may have been the butterfly's doing.

To ward off spiders, butterflies will even create a terrifying atmosphere throughout the entire building.

In the eyes of a butterfly, everyone is an object to be exploited; human nature and human hearts are merely toys in its hands.

When Han Fei exited the game and unconsciously started thinking about the butterfly, it meant that the butterfly had already made her move on him.

Based on the spider's previous experiences, the butterfly will enter Han Fei's dream next, becoming an inescapable nightmare.

Theoretically, that should be the case, but Han Fei didn't realize until he woke up from his nap at noon that he hadn't dreamed of butterflies at all last night.

"The butterfly didn't appear in my dream. I only dreamed about Xu Qin last night. Could it be that the existence of the black box prevented the butterfly's consciousness from invading?"

No one can control their dreams, and Han Fei also found it strange. He decided to try again when he went to sleep tonight.

"When the butterfly attacked the spider, the spider became more and more entangled and eventually used its nine personalities to trap the butterfly deep in its consciousness as well."

“My situation seems to be the exact opposite of the spider’s; the butterfly can’t enter my dreams at all.”

Both Han Fei and the spider have their own ways of dealing with butterflies, so the final battleground for butterflies might be Huang Ying.

"Butterfly might see Brother Huang as the mastermind behind this scheme, and she'll definitely target him relentlessly. He's not strong-willed enough and is timid; it seems he needs more training." Han Fei felt he had been too lenient with Huang Ying in the past, which was a form of spoiling and not conducive to Huang Ying's growth.

“It’s better for him to receive safe training with me than to lose his life with the butterflies.”

Han Fei was planning to buy a game pod today, so he decided to stop by Huang Ying's place.

After washing up, Han Fei reported his itinerary to the police and then headed to Xinhu Smart City.

The official launch of "Perfect Life" is just around the corner, and their advertisements are everywhere, practically everywhere.

Watching the people around him enthusiastically discussing the game, Han Fei couldn't help but feel a little envious. Games like "Perfect Life," which emphasize social interaction and humanity, are perfect for playing with friends. For most people, "Perfect Life" would become a haven from their real lives.

Everyone was looking forward to the game that looked like paradise on the virtual screen, but Han Fei was slightly resistant to the game company's promotion.

If heaven truly exists, then hell must also exist; it's just that most people only see heaven.

The future always unfolds in directions that no one can predict, and now that future has arrived.

The butterfly flapped its wings, and a storm was brewing to sweep through the city.

Taking the intercity high-speed train, Han Fei will be able to enter the New Shanghai Smart City in just over ten minutes. Looking at the distinct clusters of buildings along the way, Han Fei feels a strange sense of absurdity and dissonance in reality.

There is a serious technological gap between the new smart city and the old city of Shanghai. However, no one thinks this is a problem. The vast majority of residents believe that everything will get better and better as technology continues to develop.

Stepping out of the station, looking at the towering skyscrapers and the virtual projections reflecting the sky, Han Fei, who was watching it for the first time, was still awestruck.

With the help of smart navigation, Han Fei easily found the offline flagship store of "Perfect Life".

Entering the huge, extravagant shopping mall, he was dazzled by the dazzling array of high-tech products he had never seen before.

A housekeeper who speaks 77 languages, a virtual companion with an upgradable emotional system, a holographic home park, a smart doctor assistant, and more.

Han Fei had never even heard of many of these things, let alone seen them.

Actually, you can't blame Han Fei for this. If the conditions were right, who wouldn't want to experience the latest technological products?

With Han Fei's meager salary, it would have taken him years of saving every penny to buy the latest gaming pod. Keep in mind that he was single and had no family burdens; a normal family with that kind of money would definitely use it to improve their life.

Technological research and development requires a lot of money, and large companies are not charities. People like Han Fei, who lived at the bottom of society, will only have the opportunity to enjoy these things after the technology has fully matured and become widespread.

"Hello, I'd like to buy a multi-functional gaming pod." Han Fei searched for a while before finally finding a salesperson.

"Sir, all your needs can be met online, and we will install the game pod for you within 24 hours."

"Here's the thing, I want a gaming pod that can connect to an external gaming headset."

"What type of gaming headset do you need?"

"This..." Han Fei's gaming helmet was heavier than any other gaming helmet on the market, and something had been inserted into his head before, so it must have been privately modified.

As Han Fei pondered how to answer the sales clerk's question, a very imposing middle-aged man stepped out of the building's elevator.

He was impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an air of authority. Upon seeing him, the sales clerks immediately straightened their backs, their smiles brightened, and they became even more enthusiastic towards Han Fei.

"What happened?" The middle-aged man also saw Han Fei and the sales clerk. Normally, nowadays, shopping is all about smart technology, and smart shopping guides can solve all problems. Young customers rarely ask the sales clerks anymore.

"This customer wants a gaming pod that can connect to an external gaming headset, but can't remember the model of their headset," the salesperson said with a smile.

"Then let's use an external device that can automatically switch between devices." The middle-aged man personally helped Han Fei choose one. After it was done, he took the salesperson aside and quietly asked him something.

Han Fei didn't eavesdrop on purpose; he just had slightly better hearing than the average person.

In fact, he recognized the middle-aged man when he appeared. The man's name was Kong Tiancheng, whom Han Fei had seen at the press conference for "Perfect Life".

On the day Meng Chang'an was arrested, this guy happened to be giving a speech on stage.

"All information about Zero has been sealed. The company is aware of your contributions. Are you really not going to reconsider my previous suggestion?"

"Mr. Kong, it's not about the money. Brain surgery is just too risky. I have children and a family. I can't take the gamble." The salesperson still had a smile on her face, but beneath the smile was bitterness.

"It was just a very minor surgery, simply implanting a device that has no side effects..."

"You should ask someone else. There were several other employees who were on duty with that crazy employee. By the way, there's a guy named Feng Ziyu who's very close to the employee who had the incident. You could try talking to him." The sales clerk politely declined Kong Tiancheng's offer.

After the sales clerk left, two more people got out of the elevator and came to Kong Tiancheng's side: "Brother Kong, still no one agrees? Maybe we should just call it quits?"

"Absolutely not! Years ago, one of our employees massacred a whole neighborhood of residents in a game. That incident is a thorn in my side, and I won't feel at ease until I get to the bottom of it!"

"But haven't we already submitted a reasonable investigation report? The fault did lie with that employee, and he's already dead."

"Does death mean there's no investigation?" Kong Tiancheng glared at the man who spoke.

"The last few tests haven't had any problems, which proves that it really has nothing to do with our game. It's just that employee who went crazy," the man muttered under his breath.

"Don't harbor any illusions. We can't afford to make any mistakes. Remember this: absolutely no mistakes are allowed!" Kong Tiancheng's tone left no room for doubt: "Go back and screen that massacred neighborhood again. Don't overlook any data. You must find the devil that the crazed employee mentioned!"

“Brother Kong, you yourself said that the employee was already insane at the time. Is the devil that a madman sees really the devil? It could be his own hallucination.” The man said helplessly, “We know you want to conduct a seventh test, but we don’t have time. Everyone has been waiting for this game for too long.”

"Hallucination? Then tell me why the hallucinations of the crazy employee would match the information in the unpublished last words of the chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals?" Kong Tiancheng spoke very bluntly: "Jia Cheng, your father sent you to the company to learn so that you could contribute to the company. Don't think that you can just come here to get some experience."

“I understand, but we’ve already spent too much time on that deleted map, the Dead Building, and we have a lot of other work piling up on our plate.” The man wasn’t the kind of person who was ignorant or incompetent; on the contrary, he was very capable and had his own ideas about how to do things.

"The dead building is the priority; the others can wait."

"Brother Kong, it's not certain whether those unpublished last words are true. The chairman was already mentally unstable at that time, how could he possibly remember what the devil looked like?" The man wasn't too convinced by these things: "Wearing a mask, holding a bladeless knife, gathering all the misfortune and despair of the world, these words are too vague and don't explain anything at all."

“You underestimate the chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. He was the closest person to a god before the technological explosion, and he witnessed an era. Every word he says is worth analyzing patiently.” Kong Tiancheng’s eyes were filled with respect when he mentioned the chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals.

"But he's already passed away. You should think about how to deal with the board of directors. We can't waste our company's resources investigating something meaningless."

“I can’t change the board’s mind, but I will still do it. To you, that incident is just an isolated case, an employee going crazy. But what if that employee didn’t go crazy, and everything he said is true?” Kong Tiancheng shook his head, feeling extremely tired: “The devil is real. I’m very worried that ‘Perfect Life’ will become Pandora’s box, and we will be the ones to open it.”

“You’re overthinking it. Perfect Life is just a game.” The man couldn’t understand Kong Tiancheng’s worries; he simply didn’t understand why Kong Tiancheng was concerned.

"It is indeed just a game, but it is also a game that has never been played before. You do not understand the significance that this game has been given." Kong Tiancheng did not say anything more. After assigning the tasks, he hurriedly left the hall.

Han Fei watched Kong Tiancheng walk away and noticed the warning sign on the wall next to him.

"Never presumptuously try to pry into God's power; humanity should study itself."

After selecting everything, Han Fei silently stared at Kong Tiancheng's figure, memorizing everything Kong Tiancheng had said. He hadn't expected that the people from Deep Space Technology were also investigating the entire deleted map of the Dead Building.

"Did they also discover the anomaly in the dead building? Or did Butterfly do something?"

"Sir, have you chosen everything?" The sales clerk approached Han Fei again.

"Okay, just deduct it from my account. I happen to have time today, can you come and install it today?" Han Fei couldn't wait to lie in the comfortable gaming pod and play games.

"Okay, we'll be there to install it for you at 5 p.m.." Seeing that Han Fei bought the most expensive multi-functional gaming pod without even blinking, the salesperson's attitude changed a lot. He had been worried about not having enough money when he was scanning his ID information.

After filling in the installation time and location, Han Fei left the store and called Huang Ying. They arranged to meet at a corner coffee shop.

Upon arriving at the second floor of the coffee shop, Han Fei saw Huang Ying, who had dark circles under her eyes.

"I'm just curious, you play games every night without sleeping and film at a high intensity during the day, how do you find the time to do a good deed? Aren't you tired?" Huang Ying was very envious of Han Fei's physical fitness, it was simply like a monster.

"I'm just good at managing my time."

Han Fei stared at Huang Ying for a long time before suddenly asking, "Did you dream of butterflies last night?"

Huang Ying paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I didn't dream of butterflies last night, but I did have a very strange dream."

"What dream?"

“I dreamt that I went back to my childhood. Once, I went to play by the lake with my mother. I accidentally slipped and fell into the cold lake water. I kept struggling and crying, but this time my mother did not jump into the water to save me. Instead, she stood on the shore and silently watched me sink and be submerged.” A trace of despair could be heard in Huang Ying’s words.

"But this is actually quite good, at least it's me who dies this way, so it's not exactly a nightmare."

"Brother Huang, you must believe one thing. Your mother would never do such a thing. She is the person who loves you most in the world, and you must never waver on that point." Han Fei felt that Butterfly had really targeted Huang Ying, and had even touched Huang Ying's most crucial memories.

This chapter is 4,000 words long. There are two events at the annual meeting this afternoon, which won't end until after 9 PM. I'll try to finish writing it and update it, but given my writing speed, I doubt it'll be possible. I'm asking for leave in advance.

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