My Healing Games

Chapter 318 Me, the Most Dedicated Security Guard in the Dead Building (4600 words)

The stairs were shaking, blood streaks were spreading on the walls, and a huge, furious vengeful spirit and a monster whose transformation had failed due to hatred were locked in a fierce battle.

The peaceful night was broken, the black fog that shrouded the building was stirred, and Han Fei could also hear the faint singing in the neighborhood!

Previously, the black mist enveloped the residential buildings in the community, isolating them from the outside world. Now, the commotion caused by the two resentful spirits is so great that even the black mist can no longer hide them.

"The song hasn't left; it's still in the neighborhood!"

Han Fei realized that his guess was correct; the black mist had isolated everything, and the song had not yet found him, but it had not given up and left.

Besides the singing, screams could be heard from the depths of the black fog, as if something was responding to the singing.

Normally, if the ghost who jumped off the building were to fight the woman in the red dress, the building's management would most likely step in. But now, it seems the management has more important things to do and can no longer manage Building No. 1.

“The butterfly’s consciousness is partly targeting Huang Ying, and its backup plan has been stalled by the song. Now is indeed a good opportunity to explore this place.” Han Fei ran towards the other side of the stairs. After running a few meters, he suddenly realized that Hua Ge was still behind him.

"Hua brother?"

Two large vengeful spirits appeared on the top floor. The terrifying scene shocked Brother Hua. At this moment, the rich expressions on his face were greatly reduced, leaving only fear and unease.

The more terrified he became, the more pronounced the patterns spreading from the back of his neck became; his memory and self-awareness were being stolen away by those butterfly patterns!

The security guard is a flowerpot that meets the butterfly's requirements, and the intense fear acts as a ripening agent, allowing the seeds in the flowerpot to flower and bear fruit more quickly.

Jin Sheng had warned Han Fei that the more afraid he was in the Dead Building, the more dangerous it would be.

Han Fei had no idea what would happen to Hua Ge next, but he had a good impression of this conscientious security guard.

The security guards' memories had all been altered by the butterfly. No one knew what Brother Hua did before, but judging from some of his instinctive reactions, he wasn't a bad person at heart.

"I feel a bit of a headache, and my body feels lightheaded. I... I feel like I'm seeing things I've never done before in my mind. I also saw..." Hua Ge's shoulders were trembling, his eyes were bloodshot, and dark patches were starting to appear on his skin: "I also saw what I looked like when I died!"

His face was slightly distorted, and Hua Ge's hands trembled as he reached out to Han Fei: "I...I..."

"Snapped!"

Holding the rubber baton, Han Fei aimed at Hua Ge's palm and slapped it hard.

The pain made Hua Ge immediately withdraw his hand, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face, which was showing signs of change: "Why did you hit me?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

"If you feel pain, you're still okay. Now is not the time to talk about those things. Let's get off this floor first!" If Han Fei wasn't afraid of hitting Hua Ge on the head and making him stupid, he would have aimed for the head just now.

The rubber stick couldn't hurt the ghost, but Brother Hua could feel the pain, which meant he was still living in the memories woven for him by the butterfly. He hadn't completely broken down and needed to be saved.

Living in the deep world, Han Fei could only make decisions in this simplest way.

Brutal, but effective.

Letting Brother Hua think whatever he wants, he might be controlled by the pattern, which is already the best possible outcome.

The three security guards ran to the other side of the corridor, with Han Fei carrying Xiao Fang on his back and rushing the fastest.

As 4:44 a.m. drew ever closer, the building's modern decor aged at a visible pace, with white paint peeling off to reveal bizarre and terrifying blood-red graffiti and various incoherent utterances.

The life-or-death struggle between the owners of rooms 1044 and 1244 accelerated the transformation of the entire building; red hues began to appear in the cracks of the floor tiles and the ceiling, as if blood was spreading.

The other residents in the building also became active, and all sorts of noises and strange sounds entered our ears, as if everyone had gone mad!
As Han Fei left the 24th floor, he glanced back. Fragments of his red dress were scattered everywhere, like blood-red snow falling in the corridor.

But no matter how many times the ghost tears the red dress to shreds, she can always be restored, and the resentment on her body grows stronger and stronger.

Just as the security guards said, no matter how you send the red dress away, it will come back.

When Han Fei looked back, he discovered something even more terrifying: the two enormous vengeful spirits, in the midst of their life-or-death struggle, were still moving toward Han Fei's location.

They all seemed to want to kill the three security guards with their own hands. Their struggle, besides venting their anger and resentment, also seemed to be a fight for the right to kill.

"This place is definitely not for a level twelve!"

Withdrawing his gaze, Han Fei ran into the stairwell without stopping.

Recalling the mission requirements in his mind, he knew he needed to complete a full patrol mission before he could exit the game.

But this task is not just about running around the stairs. According to the patrol regulations in the security room, they need to check the surveillance cameras and fire-fighting equipment on each floor, record all the damaged items, and provide assistance to the residents if they have any difficulties or needs.

With the F-level mission of the ghost jumping off a building as an example, Han Fei dared not be careless. While running, he kept a close eye on the surveillance cameras and his surroundings.

His memory is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it is not difficult for him to remember whether these things are damaged or how serious the damage is.

What's really difficult for him is encountering other homeowners. A security guard's duty is to protect homeowners, and if a homeowner has a need, he has to provide assistance, just like what Brother Hua did before.

There is a chance to obtain a special hidden profession after completing the night patrol mission - Dead Building Security Guard. He is currently learning more about the duties of the Dead Building Security Guard.

Rushing to the 23rd floor, Han Fei spotted a face near the emergency exit. As he passed by, the emergency exit was just about to open.

Turning around and delivering a flying kick, Han Fei slammed the emergency exit shut: "The rooftop is haunted! Someone's died! Go home and stay there!"

He was absolutely not afraid of trouble; his sincere heart was full of care and love for the homeowners.

I ran frantically down the old staircase, the steps becoming increasingly slippery, the motion-activated lights overhead flickering on and off. When I reached the 22nd floor, I heard a child crying at the corner of the stairs.

It was a little boy wearing a floral shirt, his body and arms covered in bruises, constantly calling out "Mommy, Mommy..."

In this situation, Han Fei cannot help him find his mother, and it would be inappropriate to abandon the child.

As Han Fei passed by the child, he grabbed the child's collar and said, "Come on! The security guard will take you to your mother!"

The child cried even harder after being caught by Han Fei. While he was still struggling, he was transferred to Xiao Fang's hands, and Han Fei was now carrying one more person on his back.

"Brother Bai..." Xiao Fang looked at the boy next to him and felt a deep respect for Han Fei. In such a dangerous situation, he still chose to save people. You really have to admire him.

Come to think of it, wasn't he also saved by Han Fei?

"There really are people like Brother Bai in this world!"

Just as Han Fei was running away with the child on his back, the emergency exit on the 22nd floor was suddenly kicked open, and a woman covered in eerie energy, holding a syringe, rushed out.

Her face was disfigured, and there were clear butterfly patterns on her arms. She had been lying in ambush behind the door. If Han Fei had hesitated even slightly, he might have been pierced by that syringe.

The child was just bait to lure people to stop; no one knows what that woman went through to become so twisted.

But none of that matters now. She didn't get hurt, and the child has been carried away!
Having lived in the building for so many years, this was the first time she had encountered something so appalling.

Just as the woman with the syringe rushed out, Brother Hua happened to come over. He was terrified and then saw the woman chasing after him downstairs.

The child's cries were very loud, and Han Fei could vaguely hear some movement behind him, but he didn't dare to stop.

"Brother Bai, it seems like the child's family is catching up with us?"

"Don't worry about it, just run!" Han Fei swore he meant well when he said this: "The upstairs is haunted. If she chases after us and goes home, she might run into two vengeful spirits. Let her come with us, and she might survive."

"Brother Bai, you've really thought this through!"

"After all, we are the security guards of this community."

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei had already reached the twentieth floor. There were no motion-activated lights on even-numbered floors, and the safety door on this floor was still open.

Even before getting close, Xiao Fang already had a bad feeling.

As they passed by, a wet arm emerged from the darkness, foul-smelling black hair clung to the cheek, and a pale face looked at Han Fei and Xiao Fang.

"They left me alone in that cold place, folded and bent, all by myself, as I counted the knife scars on my back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Fei reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Touch the secrets deep within your soul!"

With a calculated move, he pulled with all his might, and by the time the woman realized what was happening, she was already on top of Xiao Fang.

His wet, black hair clung to Xiao Fang's forehead. This was the most intimate contact he had ever had with a woman in his more than twenty years of being single, but he didn't dare to turn around.

"Bai, Bai, Brother Bai..." Xiao Fang felt cold all over. The senses he had lost after being touched by the merchant were slowly returning, but the first thing he felt was an icy chill!
With three people on his back, Han Fei was bent over from the weight, but he dared not stop.

After running past the nineteenth floor, some paper money was scattered in the corridor of the eighteenth floor. A merchant dressed in mourning clothes walked out of the darkness, but he had only gone halfway when he saw Han Fei carrying many people and "things" on his back.

His expression froze slightly, and he seemed to be retracting his steps.

Han Fei also saw the merchant. The red dress was no longer in his possession, so the marriage proposal was no longer an option. But he wasn't afraid; he simply shouted at the merchant.

"Together?"

The merchant was very wealthy, and Han Fei wanted to take him with him, but the merchant seemed to have misunderstood and thought Han Fei wanted to do something strange.

Shaking his head with a troubled expression, the merchant spat three times to the side. Superstitious people like them usually only react this way when they encounter something very unlucky.

"The upstairs is haunted! You'd better go home right now!"

Before leaving, Han Fei gave him a final word of advice. After he ran away, footsteps sounded again. The merchant's greedy eyes looked behind him, and a huge syringe almost pierced his head.

"Get out!" The woman holding the syringe rushed downstairs like a madwoman. The businessman dodged her and turned back to close the security door, seemingly preparing to go home and check the almanac before coming out again.

Han Fei ran downstairs as fast as he could, carrying more and more "things" on his back. If it were just one or two things, Han Fei would likely be attacked, but with so many, no one dared to make a move.

It's just tough on Xiao Fang. This young security guard, whose memories have been altered, is surrounded by layers of people, and he's under immense pressure.

Hua Ge, who was following behind, was also astonished. Along the way, the things Han Fei was carrying had completely covered him. From behind, it looked like a moving mountain of "people".

Having successfully reached the first floor, Han Fei had created a miracle, but the night patrol was not yet over.

"Two vengeful spirits are fighting on the rooftop! I've done everything I can to help you!"

Han Fei wasn't saying these words to the homeowners; he wanted to tell the system that this was his way of caring for and helping them.

"Brother Hua! Do you have the key to the building entrance? We need to get the neighbors out!" Han Fei shouted as he ran forward.

Hua Ge couldn't see Han Fei, but he could hear Han Fei's voice coming from the crowd: "To prevent any accidents, all the keys to the public security doors are in the safekeeping room in Building 4!"

Unable to get out and unable to see off so many homeowners, Han Fei didn't know what to do.

Just then, footsteps sounded from the other side of the stairwell, and a deliveryman carrying a huge body box walked out of the stairwell.

He habitually lay down on the security door next to him, his whole body pressed against the door panel, his eyes peering through the peephole.

"Is anyone home? Your takeout has arrived... If no one's home, I'll come in!"

Fingernails scratched at the door panel, and hands reached out from the delivery box, grabbing the doorknob together.

"A food delivery person!"

As the door was being pulled, Han Fei rushed over carrying the homeowner who was halfway downstairs.

"You're the one who killed the woman in the red dress! You're the one who sneaked into everyone's house! Today we've finally caught you red-handed!"

The moment Han Fei saw the delivery ghost, he thought of something. Night patrols only require helping the residents of the community, which is the duty of security guards. However, there is a ghost in the building who is not a resident.

If you want everyone to vent their anger and resentment, isn't the delivery ghost who killed the red dress the perfect target?
Justice may be delayed, but it will never be denied.

With this in mind, Han Fei, behind everyone's back, crashed into the delivery ghost.

The delivery ghost, who was still clinging to the door, was completely terrified. It was always the delivery person who went to find others; no one had ever come to find him with such enthusiasm before. He felt a little overwhelmed!

Grit your teeth and sprint!

"Xiao Fang! Hold on tight to me!"

As Han Fei passed by the delivery ghost, he threw all the "things" on his back into the huge corpse box.

He scooped up Xiao Fang and, while continuing to run away, didn't forget to use the secret of touching the depths of the soul to smash a certain "thing" hard. Screams and howls rang out, curses and resentment erupted, and the most chaotic night in the Dead Building began!

With Xiao Fang and Hua Ge by his side, Han Fei ran up the stairs from the other side.

The area behind them was completely swallowed by darkness and curses. The delivery ghost in the center was in the worst condition, with even the corpse box behind it being smashed. Inside, there were indeed many things from other rooms.

After running up twenty-four floors in one go, even Han Fei couldn't keep up. He felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and every step was very difficult.

"I need to quit the game quickly. I'm exhausted and can't run anymore."

Han Fei felt he wouldn't make it in the film and television industry in the future, but he figured this game would help him become an athlete. Just recalling the feeling of being chased by ghosts made him think he could run incredibly fast in reality, since that emotion was ingrained in his very being.

"This building actually hides so many ghosts..." Hua Ge gasped for breath. He seemed to be in a slightly better state. The main reason was that Han Fei had carried away all those terrifying ghosts by himself. His shock far outweighed his fear.

"Brother Bai, how did you come up with such a method?" Xiao Fang's address to Han Fei had changed from Bai Sinian to Brother Bai, and his eyes were full of respect.

"I was just imitating him. My teacher does this all the time. He was the first security guard I've ever seen here." Han Fei was referring to the security guard at Yimin Private College. Compared to him, Han Fei was still lacking in skill.

After struggling to climb to the fourth floor, Han Fei finally returned to the security room before 4:44 a.m. But just as he was about to enter, Hua Ge's walkie-talkie suddenly crackled with static.

"Finally, we can contact the security guards in other buildings?!" Xiao Fang was very excited, feeling like she had escaped a disaster.

Hua Ge breathed a sigh of relief. He brought the walkie-talkie to his ear, but just as he was about to speak, a woman's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Why did you leave me there all alone..."

(End of this chapter)