My Healing Games

Chapter 281 Using a Curse as a Blessing

"I am a teacher recognized by Jin Sheng. As long as he retains a shred of rationality, he shouldn't hurt me." Although Han Fei wasn't entirely sure himself, he still needed to appear confident in front of his students.

Following Zhang Guanxing, Han Fei arrived at the door of the infirmary. It wasn't his first time here, but he still felt a little nervous every time he pushed open the door.

Zhang Guanxing consciously stepped aside, afraid of causing trouble for Han Fei.

Grabbing the doorknob of the infirmary, Han Fei felt as if he were holding a piece of ice. If you looked closely, you could see fine characters emerging on the doorknob.

As the door was slowly opened, an indescribable chill, like a cold wave, surged out of the room, as if to freeze the entire corridor.

As his health points began to drop, the ghostly markings on Han Fei's body were triggered, and the faint roars of wild beasts could be heard emanating from his skin.

Han Fei barely opened his eyes, and the scene in the medical room shocked him.

The walls, ceiling, and floor tiles—every inch of blank space in the room was covered with black and red characters, the script containing curses, like terrifying poisonous insects.

At the very center of all the characters, in the place where the curse was most intense, stood a young man.

He was tall and slender with pale skin. His dried flesh was filled with cursed words, and his body had been reshaped by the curse.

"Jin Sheng?"

The young man before him was completely different from the Jin Sheng that Han Fei remembered. The previous Jin Sheng was skin and bones and was shorter than his peers. But the current Jin Sheng's body had been reshaped by the curse, and every inch of his flesh and blood had been fused with the cursed words.

He is now, in a sense, a terrifying legend.

A terrifying being who narrates his own stories, a collection of all horror tales.

The chains binding him rattled as Jin Sheng turned around, his eyes, filled with writing, looking at Han Fei.

With Jin Sheng watching him, Han Fei didn't dare to move. If Jin Sheng used to be just a neurotic troubled teenager, now he had completely become a special person.

The previous building manager tried to cure Jin Sheng using his own methods. After a long time of treatment, Jin Sheng was still trapped in his own world and could not take a single step out. Because his attachments were too deep, he could not forget them at all. Those memories had become one with him and could not be separated or hidden.

Han Fei's method was completely different from that of the previous dormitory manager. He was forced into Jin Sheng's nightmare and, under the same circumstances, walked out of the campus with Jin Sheng's head covered in blood.

The prison of despair that Jin Sheng thought he could never escape was broken just like that. Han Fei's appearance gave Jin Sheng a real glimmer of hope.

There's no need to detach yourself from the past; those things are an integral part of who you are.

After his attempts to forcibly forget and detach failed, Jin Sheng chose to actively accept and integrate himself, filling his body with all the horror stories he had told.

If no one in this world believes what I say, then I will become a world of my own.

Jin Sheng used to appear as a child, his thin body able to hide in a closet. Now he appears as a young man, tall and straight, his cold eyes carrying a long-lost touch of humanity.

"After killing Ma Manjiang, has the obsession that trapped you finally been shattered?" Han Fei was genuinely happy for Jin Sheng. Jin Sheng was now emanating a very strong aura. Perhaps only the eight victims of the human body pattern merging into one could contend with Jin Sheng.

Jin Sheng did not answer Han Fei's question. Just as his lips were about to open, words carrying intense curses crawled out, and every word he uttered contained terrifying energy.

Han Fei now strongly suspects that all the ghost stories Jin Sheng told will come true.

His managerial talent likely lies in turning fictional tales into reality.

Unable to speak or communicate, Jin Sheng simply stared silently at Han Fei, his expression remaining unchanged.

It was impossible to tell whether he had lost his mind or was suppressing his inner madness.

If others saw Jin Sheng like this, they would probably leave immediately and not bother him anymore, but Han Fei would not.

Having been cursed with death, his life was already on a countdown, so now he was no longer afraid of anything.

“Ma Manjiang is dead, but he’s just an empty shell. The one who truly harmed you is Butterfly, and it’s still alive and well.” The best way to persuade someone is to tell them the truth. Han Fei and Jin Sheng’s interests are aligned: “I’m now preparing to head towards the Death Tower. I want to enter the Death Tower and eliminate Butterfly at its root. Can you lend me a hand?”

Jin Sheng stared at Han Fei for a long time, then his lips curled up slightly, and as he clenched his fists, a bone-chilling coldness erupted from the room.

The words covering the entire room all turned into the same sentence—the butterfly will surely be annihilated and never be able to be reborn!
The grotesque characters contained the most insane curse, and Jin Sheng had already responded to Han Fei with his actions.

The black and red characters seemed to drip blood; even from a great distance, Han Fei could feel the hatred within them.

"If I get close to the Death Tower, the butterfly will spot me, but I will help you in my own way." A line of blood-red words quietly appeared in front of Han Fei, as if they were strung together by a thread of blood: "You and I are not the only ones who want to kill the butterfly, and I am not the only one who has been watching you in the dark. When the butterfly's wings show cracks, the bloody night will descend upon the Death Tower."

Jin Sheng's writing carries a unique atmosphere; simply reading the words allows one to clearly feel the emotions contained within.

"Are there other people who want to kill Butterfly?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes. This was very good news for him. "I will set off tonight to explore the location of the Dead Building. I will definitely enter the Dead Building within six days."

Upon learning that Han Fei would be leaving that night, Jin Sheng slowly opened his tightly closed mouth, looked at Han Fei's blood-red security uniform, and slowly uttered a few words.

"Before you leave, I want to tell you a true story." As Jin Sheng spoke, the cursed characters in the room began to bleed and pulsate.

"I forget what time it was, but a security guard in the dead building went missing."

"Nobody knows the name of the new security guard, and nobody has ever seen him."

"That security guard was very nice to everyone, and they got along very well. Everything seemed the same as before."

"But gradually some strange things started to happen in the building. Many residents went into their homes at midnight and never came out again."

"Panic spread throughout the community, and everyone pinned their hopes on that security guard."

"But the investigation and vigil yielded no results. Fewer and fewer residents remained in the community, and the surviving residents, accompanied by the security guard, attempted to flee the community."

"That was the most terrifying night. The dutiful security guard was the first to disappear, followed by the adults, then the children, and finally, when the last resident was about to escape to the door, he suddenly saw the security guard who had already disappeared."

"The dutiful security guard, as always, approached with a smile, holding a blunt knife in his hand."

"As the blade pierced the butterfly pattern, the resident saw countless vengeful spirits behind the security guard. He was a deeply hidden devil, a complete madman, who had killed everyone in the entire community."

The story told by Jin Sheng seems to be slowly becoming reality, and this ability will undergo certain changes during its use, though Han Fei is not clear on the specifics.

He only saw that after Jin Sheng finished telling the story, all the blood-red words that appeared in the story entered Han Fei's body.

The terrifying story was hidden within Han Fei, acting as both a curse and a blessing.

After telling that story, Jin Sheng teetered on the brink of madness again, and the words in the entire room began to spiral out of control.

A chilling and terrifying atmosphere froze the entire floor, and Han Fei was pushed out of the infirmary by Jin Sheng.

(End of this chapter)