My Healing Games

Chapter 373 Could he possibly destroy the building?
The screen, almost completely covered in blood, didn't reveal much; only a man's voice could be faintly heard.

The man was a wandering soul summoned into the Death Tower, yet he thrived within it. He not only deduced his identity and current state in a short time through various clues, but also successfully took the initiative by exploiting the bond between the homeowner and the person he was possessing.

To put it bluntly, for a "wandering ghost" to grasp everything in such a short time requires not only keen insight and judgment, but also an extremely sharp and intelligent mind.

"Since I can merge into the consciousness of your relatives, I should also be able to access your memories. Why don't you eat me? Or let me control their body and crawl into your stomach, so you can be together forever, and I won't have to worry about my safety anymore."

The hysterical voice on the screen was exactly the same as Han Fei's. Han Fei, watching the phone screen intently, felt that his evil spirit was about to cause a huge mess.

The thick blood pooled together, forming droplets that slowly slid off the lens, allowing Han Fei to barely make out the scene inside room 4204.

The entire room was covered in blood, and the walls, like a giant heart, were repeatedly contracting and expanding.

In the very center of the room stood a monster nearly three meters tall, its head touching the ceiling, its arms hanging down like chains branded with various underworld patterns.

The old ghost's spine was made up of one protruding head after another, and his wrinkled face was staring at his own stomach.

His belly was ripped open, and inside there was no blood, only countless strands of hair, tangled together, forming knots of obsession.

What concerned Han Fei the most was that he saw a young man of similar build to himself crawl directly into the old ghost's stomach and untie the knots at an extremely fast speed.

The old ghost, with his wrinkled face and an age unknown, had countless ways to kill young people, but he did not do so.

As the knots were untied one by one, the young man finally crawled into the old ghost's stomach.

At the same time, the old ghost's cloudy eyes turned blood red, and another face appeared on his back.

However, this person's face was different from the other aged faces; it was very young and full of evil.

"With such terrifying power, why don't you make good use of it?"

"You still care about the rules of the Death Tower? What rules are there in this dark and desperate place? As long as you are strong enough, you are the rule."

The old ghost with the wrinkled face swelled up again, his skin filled with yin energy. As the knots in his stomach were untied, the seals on the old ghost's body were gradually broken.

Room 4204 was like a rapidly beating heart; the walls were on the verge of cracking, and large cracks appeared in the floor and ceiling. At that moment, the enormous old ghost squeezed out of the door and walked into the corridor.

"What kind of monster is that?"

Han Fei watched the departing Old Ghost through his phone screen. As Old Ghost left the room, the young, sinister face behind him glanced at the phone screen, as if he had known from the beginning that someone was watching him.

The footsteps disappeared, and room 4204 slowly returned to normal. A few minutes later, the bloodstains all over the room began to recede, gathering in the center of the living room and turning into a blood-red shadow.

This blood-red shadow is the true owner of room 4204; it was forced to feign death after being attacked.

"4204? Are you alright?" Han Fei's prepared explanation was now useless.

In the video, Xueying seemed to be stunned, standing in front of the screen, just staring at Han Fei. Finally, as if he sensed something from Han Fei, he hung up the video call.

“A rotten, bleeding heart lives in room 4204. No one knows its origins, and few dare to provoke it. I don’t understand why the old ghost in room 4234 suddenly ran into room 4204?” the male student asked, puzzled.

At this point, Han Fei had entered a state of war, racing against time to send messages in the group chat, urging everyone not to go out and to do everything possible to protect themselves.

The new administrator's immediate release of such serious information raised some suspicions among the group members. Even the male student next to Han Fei seemed confused: "Old Ghost in room 4234 is one of the earliest residents of the Dead Building. He's incredibly powerful and certainly dangerous, but is it really necessary to notify everyone like this?"

Some people in the group also felt that Han Fei was making a mountain out of a molehill. Even if Lao Gui went crazy, he wouldn't dare to violate the rules set by the administrators and force his way into other people's rooms.

Seeing how naive his group members were, Han Fei got a little angry.

If it were simply that peaceful old ghost, there would indeed be no need to be too afraid. There are several things in the Dead Tower that are more terrifying than the old ghost, such as the headless door god and the statues in Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter's house. However, everyone has overlooked one thing: what is controlling and interfering with the old ghost now is not the old ghost's own will, but Han Fei's evil soul.

It's worth noting that Han Fei, at level 13, with attributes even lower than a small-scale resentment and without any powerful offensive skills, has already cleared Yimin Private Academy, destroyed the Flesh and Blood Factory, burned down the Security Company, and collapsed Animal Alley. Now he's even starting to hop around in the dead buildings on E-level maps.

Old Ghost's strength is at least on par with the female streamer's; in other words, it's equivalent to Han Fei possessing all the attributes and abilities of a large-scale vengeful spirit!

What is this concept?
Han Fei himself was terrified just thinking about it.

What would a completely insane and evil person do after gaining the power of a large amount of resentment?
A group member just said that even if Old Ghost goes crazy, he wouldn't dare to disobey the administrator's rules. In reality, the administrator's rules are nothing to Han Fei. Forcibly entering other people's rooms is considered polite. The Evil Soul might choose to directly massacre the Dead Building.

Han Fei even felt that the butterfly wanted the evil spirit to slaughter all the residents in the building, so that he would follow the old path of the tester and become a blood-stained butcher, gradually losing himself.

"You don't need to be so nervous. He can't possibly destroy this building, can he?" Seeing that Han Fei was not in a good mood, the male student said a few more words: "Today is the night of the return of the soul. Paper figures are used for funerals, and every household closes its doors to summon the soul. If the old ghost dares to go crazy tonight, there will be something left by the administrator to deal with him."

“I’ve seen plenty of managers. You don’t understand. He’s not the kind of evil and terror you can comprehend.” Han Fei didn’t know how to convince the other party. He frowned and thought for a while, then opened his attribute panel and began to read his life and job application history: “Everything I’m about to say is true. I’ve done a lot of jobs, but in the end, I messed everything up because of that evil spirit.”

"Muckled?"

"It's not the kind of mess you're thinking of." Han Fei started looking at his resume and read out his job-seeking experience: when he became a teacher, he killed the director; when he went for an interview, the interviewer died in less than half an hour; after changing jobs, all his colleagues died; when he went to a security company for training, a song appeared, and the company is now completely covered by a curse. Not to mention the employees, there isn't a single survivor left.

After hearing Han Fei's resume, the male student was greatly shocked. He stared at the security guard uniform of the dead-end residential area that Han Fei was wearing, and his pale face began to twitch slightly.

(End of this chapter)