My Healing Games

Chapter 348 Using Han Fei as a Sacrifice

The footsteps behind him grew heavier, but Han Fei felt his body become slightly lighter, as if something inside him had been taken away.

Han Fei's hearing and touch told him that something was following him, but he couldn't see it with his eyes.

Having already wasted one opportunity, Han Fei dared not turn back rashly. He could only try to speed up and carefully recall everything he had seen when he first turned around.

Han Fei's memory was far superior to that of ordinary people. He remembered all the details in the corridor at that time, and there really was no one behind him.

"There's not a single clue. How am I supposed to complete this? Should I just log off now?"

The mission has a ten-minute time limit. After being forced out of the game, Han Fei doesn't know what he will face when he logs back in.

It's possible that the mission failed and the pursuer left; it's possible that you're still on a mission after logging in and continue to be hunted down with nowhere to escape; another possibility is that you die instantly upon logging in and never see who the killer is.

Han Fei dared not gamble; at least until he had used up his chances to turn back, he did not plan to log off.

Constantly watching the exit button, Han Fei's brain raced, but just as he was desperately trying to find a solution, a somewhat sinister voice sounded from behind him—"Han Fei?"

People always turn around subconsciously when they hear their own name. Han Fei had a similar experience. In that instant, he felt goosebumps on his neck and a chill ran down his collar and into his clothes.

"Remember my voice, think of my name, the ceremony is about to begin."

"Han Fei..."

“We come from the same place, we saw the same things, and you will probably do the same thing as me…”

That chilling voice lingered in Han Fei's ears, as if it could have killed Han Fei outright, but deliberately closed the distance, wanting to reveal information to Han Fei.

"The same place? I would do the same thing as you?" These words kept echoing in his mind. Perhaps the true identity of the Soul Chaser was hidden in these words.

"I saw you in my nightmares of the future. You are the key to the resurrection. Help me! If you help me, I can tell you more! We don't have time!"

The voice was like a needle hidden inside, piercing straight into Han Fei's heart.

"Fu Sheng? Fu Sheng?" Strange thoughts inexplicably arose in my mind, as if everything was a predetermined scheme.

"On the night of your return and the day of your rebirth, you died in a nightmare of the future. You were reborn in that nightmare of the future, but that reborn you is no longer you." The voice, carried on the eerie wind, blew directly into Han Fei's ears.

"In the eyes of someone who has seen the future, your fate is the string in their hand, and all resistance is a futile struggle. Your future will be like my past."

The cold voice carried a hint of sadness, and its footsteps grew heavier and heavier, as if it were carrying an increasing burden.

“We all know its biggest secret, so it will definitely not let you go. At first, you will become a madman, then you will gradually go insane. It will use your knife to kill everyone, slaughter the entire neighborhood, and finally kill yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Han Fei felt that the other person's tone of voice sounded very much like that of a person.

The last person to be massacred in the community was a tester of "Perfect Life". The other party died some time ago, and the timing of his death was also very coincidental, just when Han Fei was slowly adapting to the deep world. Everything seemed to be designed.

“I am the first person to appear in this human sacrifice, and you are the last person to end it. My fate will continue in your life, starting another fourteen-year cycle.”

“It didn’t expect you to come here before the ceremony began. I, the first human sacrifice, met you, the last human sacrifice, ahead of time. This may be our only chance. Help me to be freed. I will tell you about the future.”

The voice behind them revealed a great deal, yet there was absolutely no murderous intent in its words.

After hesitating for a long time, Han Fei finally managed to ask as he ran, "Who are you?"

"I am one of the soul hunters who started the ritual. You are the most important sacrifice here. Run! Don't become a living sacrifice. Go find Feng Ziyu. He's in 4041. He will..."

The chilling words vanished before they could be finished, replaced by the sound of a pair of enormous wings flapping rapidly. Blood-red powder, like dust blown out of a nightmare, filled the corridor. At that moment, Han Fei felt an incredibly clear killing intent!
The arm where the Great Evil was hiding had completely lost sensation. The blood patterns were bright and dazzling, and the soul poison covered the entire arm. It seemed that something was trying to break through the skin and rush out. It was controlling Han Fei's hand to cover his neck!
A tremendous force struck Han Fei's arm, which was clutching his neck. A sharp pain shot through his arm, and by the time Han Fei realized what was happening, the arm that had been hiding the Great Evil had already fallen limply to its side, revealing a gruesome butterfly-shaped wound that was so deep that the bone was visible.

His arm completely lost feeling, and his body fell forward. Han Fei rolled down the steps, his consciousness landing on the exit button, his gaze looking towards the steps behind him.

A corpse is being dragged into the adjacent stairwell by some force.

If that were all, Han Fei wouldn't be surprised. He discovered that the corpse was exactly the same size as himself, and when he saw the corpse's face, he felt a very strange sensation.

The corpse's face was just like his, with round eyes, unable to close them in death.

"Is that my corpse?"

Han Fei turned around a second time, but he still didn't see the Soul Chaser. However, he found that his body had become lighter!
"The Soul Chaser... Could the corpse he dragged away just now be my soul?!"

Humans have three souls and seven spirits, and five chances to turn back, which seems to correspond perfectly to these.

Han Fei has now roughly guessed the identity of the Soul Chaser. The other party can clearly say Feng Ziyu's name, so he is very likely the tester who massacred the Dead Building community many years ago. He entered the Dead Building in the Deep World at that time.

But if the tester was trapped in the dead building from that time on, then whose soul resides in the body of the tester who is mentally unstable and has been locked up in a mental hospital?

The day of resurrection, the night of the returning soul—will tomorrow night be the return of the butterfly's soul, or the resurrection of Fu Sheng?

Han Fei fell to the ground, clutching his wound. Before he could get up, a rustling sound came from behind him.

Not daring to linger, Han Fei endured the pain and ran downstairs.

The wound on his arm showed no signs of healing and continued to tear open, dripping bright red blood onto the fluttering paper money. Han Fei's frantic run marked the beginning of the Night of Return of the Souls.

The building was enveloped in a peculiar atmosphere, and doors in Building 4 were constantly being opened, with more than one soul hunter preparing offerings for a human sacrifice.

(End of this chapter)