My Healing Games

Chapter 423 Meeting the Requirements for Shrine Upgrade
Tonight's experience seems to have left Bai Xian with some psychological trauma. He doesn't touch his phone at all, and feels that in order to prevent Han Fei from contacting him in the future, he might even change his phone number.

"This looks like a limited edition phone from Deep Space Technology. It's such a waste to lose it. It only filmed a murder video. Why don't you just stop thinking about it?" Han Fei didn't quite understand Bai Xian. If he had the latest Deep Space Technology phone, he would try to get it back even if it was stolen by a ghost, let alone filmed a murder video.

"Really, you don't need to." Bai Xian took a step back as Han Fei approached with his phone, then his face turned even paler as if he had seen something: "Why did you bring those white shoes with you?"

"You mean this?" Han Fei asked, holding up the "murderer" coat, which concealed a pair of white shoes. "I want to take this back and study it."

"Research? My God, I've seen actors take props from film sets, but I've never seen an actor steal evidence from a murder scene! You should just hand it over to the police for safekeeping!" Bai Xian felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that as a senior and older brother, he had a reason to stop Han Fei from continuing his self-destructive behavior.

Ultimately, the police took the white shoes away and kept them as evidence.

At this point, Han Fei and Bai Xian's matter was over. As they walked through the corridor illuminated by police flashlights, they saw the security guard again.

He was still squatting in the corner, wearing an ill-fitting uniform, his face full of helplessness.

"This guy got screwed over by his own brother, what bad luck." Han Fei was about to go over and ask the security guard for his contact information. He was worried that the guy in the white shoes would also find the security guard, so he wanted to talk to him privately.

Before he could even get over, the security guard stood up dumbfounded, staring blankly at Bai Xian behind Han Fei, and pointed at him, saying, "You look just like one of my favorite male celebrities, his name is Bai Xian."

The corridor was originally very dark, and the security guard didn't have the mind to look at Bai Xian's face under those circumstances. Now he realized something was wrong.

"You've mistaken me for someone else." Bai Xian quickened his pace and rushed out like a whirlwind: "My name is Hei Yin."

After leaving the sanatorium, the two returned to their car.

Bai Xian looked at Han Fei, who was sitting naturally in the passenger seat, and smiled bitterly: "Being a hero isn't something anyone can do. I'd better just stick to being an actor. Now I think I understand why you look down on those people in the Golden Hall. You're not on the same wavelength at all, and they don't even meet your standards."

In the world of fame and fortune, those around you seem to be enveloped in bubbles. Although they float in the air and are dazzling, this is not what one should truly pursue.

Bai Xian was filled with emotion. This night seemed to have taught him some lessons. Just as he was about to speak his mind again, Han Fei suddenly placed his phone next to him.

"what happened?"

"Director Zhang called you twenty times, what should we say?"

"Oh no! I forgot about him!"

The two quickly made a video call to Director Zhang. They wanted to film the police car behind them to prove they weren't lying, but when the call connected, they saw Director Zhang's ashen face.

"After directing for so long, this is the first time I've ever accepted a nomination on behalf of an actor. Where are you two now?"

“We’re still in the suburbs; the police just left.”

"Then you two shouldn't rush back. The event is almost over. Be careful on the road." Although Director Zhang was quite angry, he also expressed his understanding, and his words were full of concern.

Actually, he felt both pain and joy as he went on and off the stage so many times tonight. The more nominations his mentors received, the more proud he felt. It was like being a parent at a parent-teacher conference, constantly being praised.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xian drove Han Fei directly to his doorstep. When he saw that Han Fei still lived in such an old neighborhood, he was shocked.

"Han Fei, you earn so much money, why are you still living here? I suggest you buy your own house in the Smart New City as soon as possible. Whether it's for a more comfortable living environment or for investment appreciation, it's very necessary." Bai Xian's words also made sense: "Besides, you've become a celebrity, and you're still living in a community with almost no security. It's too unsafe."

"Then you underestimate the place I live in." Han Fei got out of the car: "Your residential area is guarded by security guards and AI, but my area is surrounded by layers of police surveillance. As long as Butterfly hasn't been caught, my residential area is the safest in the entire New Shanghai."

With a professional smile on his face, Han Fei entered the residential complex where he rented an apartment.

Watching Han Fei leave, Bai Xian had a hint of envy in his eyes that he himself didn't realize: "This guy lives such a pure life. I must have also pursued some things in a very simple way before."

Opening the door, Han Fei returned home before midnight. He looked at the clock on the wall and let out a long sigh of relief.

He washed up, ate, and organized the clues until almost midnight when he climbed into the game pod.

"The cosmetic surgery clinic is also looking for any trace of the butterfly. I have to complete my plan before they are sure that the butterfly has been destroyed."

Han Fei put on the gaming helmet and started the game.

A damp feeling spread throughout his body, as if it had seeped into his soul. As the city was stained red, blood was flowing through Han Fei's consciousness as well.

The blood wasn't his; it all came from behind him.

When Han Fei opened his eyes, he found himself back where he had logged off.

He looked at his hands; the pale skin was not stained with blood.

"What exactly is that crimson world that can only be seen the moment you log into the game? It seems that only unspeakable beings can see it..."

Hearing Han Fei's whispers from inside, the living room door was opened, and Ying Yue and Ying Long walked in.

"Manager, a large number of ghosts entangled by life ropes have started appearing near the Dead Building. They seem to have realized that Butterfly's soul has been scattered." Yinglong's face was full of worry. He had finally found a peaceful environment, but people outside kept trying to destroy it.

"The monsters in the plastic surgery hospital area all seem to have their own lifelines; it seems they can't wait any longer." Han Fei glanced at his health bar; with only one drop of health left, he was still able to remain calm, all thanks to his masterful acting skills.

"Please wait a moment." Han Fei opened his attribute panel and glanced at his negative status. When he discovered that he had been cursed by another one, a glimmer of hope began to appear in his heart.

As the police continue to apprehend the perpetrators connected to the murder in the dead building, Han Fei's virtuous deeds have been slowly increasing, and have now reached 101.

"Upgrading the shrine also requires a minimum reputation level." Han Fei scrolled through the attribute page and discovered that his reputation had skyrocketed to ninety-seven.

He didn't know how his neighbors used the name Han Fei, but he felt that everyone had completely released the madness that had been suppressed in their hearts, which gave him a very bad feeling.

"What if I say my name is Han Fei whenever I'm out in public, and a bunch of vengeful ghosts with bloodshot eyes will instantly come and want to kill me?"

As the saying goes, "People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat," but Han Fei had no choice. To upgrade his shrine, he needed to have prestige, which was the most basic step to becoming the Unspeakable.

"The others are unspeakable, but everyone knows their names, but no one dares to say them... I think I understand why the system doesn't recommend players build their own shrines before level 30."

A player who is not even level 20, whose name is known to countless resentful people.

Han Fei felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about a group of vengeful ghosts chanting and cursing his name at night.

"I never imagined I'd become famous in the underworld so quickly. I need to call my neighbors back right away; they've caused too much trouble! At this rate, my reputation is soaring to two hundred, especially that bastard—I absolutely have to get him back!"

Leading Yingyue and Yinglong out of the room, Han Fei planned to go to Citang Street that night and upgrade the shrine once his reputation reached 100.

Gathering the residents of the dead building, Han Fei personally met the ghost who jumped off the building. While she was slightly more lucid, he invited her to go to Citang Street together.

With this woman, whose transformation into hatred had failed, around, Han Fei felt less panicked.

He managed to complete a G-level mission during a break on the way, and now Han Fei has basically finished all the missions in the Dead Building area by himself, but he hasn't even reached level 20 yet.

Upon arriving at Citang Street, Han Fei entered the central ancestral hall alone, while the owners of the Dead Building waited outside, all hoping that Han Fei would light up the shrine.

(End of this chapter)