My Healing Games

Chapter 430 Surviving for Thirty Days

When the sound of the mirror shattering rang out, Han Fei's mind went blank. He vaguely remembered touching the shrine.

My consciousness and soul seemed to be drawn by some force, and a sharp pain shot through my brain.

When his vision returned to normal, Han Fei found himself lying on a single bed that smelled faintly of mildew.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully initiated the E-grade shrine inheritance quest. You will not be able to leave the game until you fulfill the shrine owner's last wish!"

"Attention! The flow of time in the memory world is different from that in the deeper world. You exist within the memories of the shrine's master."

"Please be very careful. After dying in the world of memories, there is a very high probability that you will be assimilated into the memories of the shrine's master and become a part of his memories. At that time, you will never be able to leave."

"The shrine inheritance mission is extremely dangerous. Please remain alert and rational at all times."

"Various shrine quests will be randomly triggered in the world of memories. Completing these quests will yield generous rewards and will help you complete the final shrine inheritance quest."

Clutching his throbbing head, Han Fei sat up in bed. He glanced at his attribute panel; he was currently in a special state and unable to log off.

"It's that most desperate situation again." The exit button is Han Fei's trump card. When he can't exit the game, he becomes more cautious than usual.

"The system's prompts are usually concise, but the fact that it's so long this time shows that the task of inheriting the shrine is indeed very dangerous."

Han Fei quickly surveyed his surroundings to assess his situation.

This is a rented room of about 30 square meters. The bathroom and kitchen are squeezed together. There is no bedroom. The bed is placed in the living room. It is very basic.

The walls were bulging and severely waterlogged, the ceiling was covered with grayish-green mold, the floor was cracked, and occasionally small insects could be seen crawling through the cracks.

"Shouldn't I be at the mall? How did I end up in this rented room?" Han Fei got up and rummaged through the room for something useful. There were some rotten vegetable leaves on the table, and a small bag of rice was lying in the corner of the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator, which wasn't cooling properly, and found some books and study materials inside. It seemed that the homeowner had been using the broken refrigerator as a bookshelf.

"The original owner of this room seemed to have graduated not long ago, and he looked like he was preparing for some kind of exam."

The homeowner had made meticulous notes on all the books and materials, showing that he was very down-to-earth and hardworking.

"what?"

While going through the notes left by the homeowner, Han Fei found a group photo and a medical record.

The group photo was taken in the hospital ward. A shy boy was sitting next to the hospital bed with a bowl of rice in his hand, while a middle-aged woman was lying on the bed.

The woman looked at the child with a guilty look in her eyes. She had an oxygen tube under her nose, her skin was pale, and she was clearly in great pain, but she tried her best not to show it.

The group photo was taken a long time ago, but the medical record is from a recent period.

According to the medical record, the homeowner's mother's condition had deteriorated significantly, and surgery would require a large sum of money.

The charity had initially provided some funding, but unfortunately, the money was taken away by the homeowner's father. After the community learned of this situation, they launched another fundraising campaign, but this time fewer people were willing to help them.

The homeowner's mother was incurring significant expenses at the hospital every day, and the surgery could not be postponed any longer. After much pleading, the hospital finally agreed to perform the surgery on the woman first, but the homeowner had to repay the remaining surgery costs within a month.

"Attention player number 0000! You have triggered a random quest in the shrine master's memory world - Wish 1: Surgery Fee".

"Wish 1: Surgery Fee: Players need to obtain 50,000 yuan within 30 days, using any method or means. A generous reward will be given upon completion of the task."

"Beware! Every choice you make in the world of memories will affect the final outcome."

"Earn 50,000 yuan in 30 days?" In reality, Han Fei might act, but this is in the world of the shrine's master's memories, where he doesn't have much room to maneuver for the time being.

The last page of the notebook was marked with a date: December 31st. Han Fei needed to earn 50,000 yuan before that day arrived.

Upon closer inspection, Han Fei discovered something interesting: the notebook contained exactly thirty-one blank pages, each marked with a date corresponding to the number of days in December.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully discovered a special item—a notebook."

"Notebook: Writing a diary is a good habit. You can use it to record... the last month of your life."

The description indicated it was an unlucky item, but Han Fei still placed it carefully, perhaps because the owner of the shrine had a habit of keeping a diary.

“What I am experiencing now is probably what the shrine owner went through. He lived in such a repressive environment, so it was easy for him to have problems.”

As Han Fei closed the refrigerator door, his stomach rumbled loudly. In the world of the shrine's master's memories, he could clearly feel hunger and thirst.

"They even captured the feeling of hunger?"

This world of memories is different from the worlds of memories Han Fei experienced before; it is very real, and if you stay here for too long, it is easy to get lost.

"When I was doing the management task at Yimin Private Academy, Jin Sheng only experienced physical pain and despair. He didn't feel hunger there at all. It seems that the world of memories of top-level resentment is very different from the world of unspeakable memories."

The original owner of the shrine has been dead for a long time, but his memories and obsessions have not dissipated even after so many years, which is the most terrifying thing.

"We still need to eat in this world, but we don't have much rice left at home." Han Fei took the rotten vegetable leaves from the table into the kitchen and poured out some of the bag of rice in the corner.

When the tap was turned on, slightly murky water gushed out, with a faint odor.

At this moment, Han Fei didn't care about anything else. After washing the vegetable leaves, he simply cooked a bowl of porridge.

After the warm porridge was eaten, the feeling of hunger gradually disappeared, and Han Fei felt that his mood was not so low and depressed anymore.

"Man is made of iron, food is made of steel. Even in the deepest world full of dangers, you must eat well."

Han Fei, who was washing dishes, suddenly heard a cell phone ringing from under the bed. He quickly wiped his hands and went to check.

Lifting the bed board, Han Fei saw an old-fashioned cell phone under the bed: "Is this the homeowner's cell phone?"

He tried to answer the phone, and the moment he pressed the answer button, he heard a roar from the receiver: "Why aren't you here yet?! Are you going to be late on your first day of work?! You swore to the boss that you're a good person and capable!"

"work?"

"Are you still half asleep?! Yesterday you cried and begged me to find you a job at the mall, saying you desperately needed money and wanted to do odd jobs at night. I only gave you this opportunity because I felt sorry for you!"

"I understand, I'm sorry, I'll be right there!"

Han Fei hung up the phone and roughly understood some things: "That's how the homeowner started working in the mall, and that's how he became connected with that mall. But what exactly is wrong with that mall? How could it have forced an ordinary person into becoming something unspeakable?"

After quickly tidying his hair in front of the bathroom mirror, Han Fei felt as if the person in the mirror was also looking at him.

It was a strange feeling, as if the person in the mirror was still looking at him when he looked away.

Picking up his phone and finding the keys on the table, Han Fei opened the living room door.

"Attention player number 0000! Are you out?"

"Even going out gets a system notification?" Han Fei was somewhat surprised. In the past, when doing missions, the system rarely "spoke".

"Confirm going out." Han Fei selected "yes," and as he stepped out of his house, the system notification sounded in his mind again.

"Attention player number 0000! You have triggered a random quest in the shrine master's memory world - Wish Two: Survive."

"Wish number two: Survive for thirty days. Only by living can you change everything."

"Attention Player No. 0000! Your current hunger level is 30. If your hunger level exceeds 70, your mood will begin to decline; if your hunger level exceeds 90, it will affect your physical condition; if your hunger level reaches 100, it will trigger disease and increase your probability of death."

"Your current physical condition is good. Physical condition is divided into six levels: perfect, good, average, weak, terrible, and dying. Physical condition will affect your various physical qualities."

"Your current mental state is slightly depressed, with a mood score of 50. If your mood score falls below 50, your physical fitness will slowly decline; if it falls below 40, you will feel psychological discomfort; if it falls below 30, you will start to have wild thoughts; if it falls below 20, you will see some strange things and your chances of getting sick will increase; if your mood score remains below 10 for an extended period, your probability of death will increase significantly, and you may uncontrollably choose to commit suicide."

After reading all the system prompts, Han Fei noticed one thing: "His own survival is only his second wish, while the homeowner's first wish is to earn enough money for his mother's surgery. From this perspective alone, the homeowner is not a bad person."

The more innocent and kind a person is, the more regrettable their journey to the abyss becomes.

After accepting the mission, Han Fei left his home.

The unspeakable world of memories is just like reality, with everything perfectly reproduced.

Walking in the dark stairwell, the motion-activated lights above his head were a bit slow to turn on; Han Fei had to clap his hands several times before they finally came on.

This is an old building that is about to be demolished. It has only four floors. Most of the tenants are concentrated on the first and second floors. The landlord does not allow people to go up to the third floor or above. There are many warning signs posted in the corridor.

"It has a real, everyday feel to it?"

It's already evening, but the hallway isn't quiet. You can faintly hear arguing, children crying, TV commercials, and sounds of people making babies.

Han Fei lived on the second floor, at the very back. Instead of rushing to work, he memorized all the rooms where sounds were coming from, and roughly deduced the personalities and ages of the tenants living there.

Having successfully exited the old building, Han Fei did not encounter the danger he had imagined, but he dared not let his guard down.

Looking back, I saw that several households in the old building had their lights on.

His gaze slowly moved, and Han Fei pretended not to have noticed anything as he left along the path.

His eyes changed as he turned around.

As he walked out of the building and looked back, he noticed someone staring at him from a dark room on the third floor.

"Go to work first."

Han Fei didn't know where the mall was, but luckily there were promotional advertisements for the mall posted on the walls and utility poles, which indicated its location.

The old building is located in a demolition area, and there are hardly any people at night. To get to the mall, you have to go through two alleys and then pass through an abandoned small park.

These places might not be too scary during the day, but going there alone at night can be a bit eerie.

As Han Fei entered the first alley, he saw a man huddled at the entrance from afar. He was chuckling foolishly, wearing tattered clothes, his face and body covered in mud, and leaning against a wooden box with a lame dog inside.

"A homeless man?" If you see a homeless man who seems mentally unstable in an alley late at night, most normal people would walk around him.

As Han Fei entered the alley, the homeless man in dirty clothes immediately stood up. He grinned foolishly at Han Fei, cupped his hands, and held them out to him.

"I don't have any money right now. I'll help you when I do," Han Fei politely declined. He walked forward, and the homeless man followed him, stepping on his shadow as he chased after him until they left the first alley.

"We need to speed things up." Han Fei ran into the second alley. The alley was lined with low bungalows, which seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time and felt very deserted.

After passing through the second alley, Han Fei did not enter the park, but chose to take a longer route.

He had just seen the swings in the park swaying on their own and could vaguely hear children laughing.

At the end of the abandoned park is a cement bridge. Standing on the bridge, Han Fei can already see the shopping mall.

He wasn't planning to linger, but as he was about to cross the concrete bridge, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling into the water, as if someone had jumped off the bridge.

Han Fei leaned against the railing and looked at the water. Because the streetlights next to him were broken, the water was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

"It felt like I was back in reality, but at the same time, everything felt eerie."

After walking down the stone bridge, Han Fei was only a few dozen meters away from the mall. He jogged all the way and finally arrived at the mall.

The streetlights here are still working normally, but occasionally the lights flicker, whether due to unstable voltage or some other reason.

"We've finally arrived safely."

Han Fei looked up and saw that the huge shopping mall was shrouded in darkness, and just getting close to it created a strange sense of oppression.

It looks like it was built many years ago; the exterior walls lack maintenance, and the huge illuminated sign is also in trouble.

It was originally a department store, but the horizontal stroke above the character "百" (hundred) disappeared, turning it into—a white goods store.

Thank you Ruoerli for being the leader!

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(End of this chapter)