My Healing Games

Chapter 452 Me and My Colleagues

Some people compare the workplace to a fashion show, while others compare it to a gladiatorial arena. But Han Fei's workplace is quite different; it's more like a slaughterhouse.

A colleague who was arguing with me just two days ago is now openly asking me for help. This kind of colleague relationship is hard to cultivate in most people.

Looking at the security guard who was quite ill, Han Fei felt pity and gripped the knife handle without saying a word.

"You must be in a lot of pain, right? In that case, it's better to get it over with quickly than to suffer for a long time."

To cure his newly acquainted colleague, Han Fei decided to give him a drastic remedy. He reasoned that once a person's soul is scattered, their pain will also disappear, thus solving the problem at its root.

With a full swing of his sword, fireflies appeared in the darkness, their fleeting glimmers brushing across Li Daxing's neck.

There was no scene of blood splattering as imagined, nor the sound of a corpse falling. After Han Fei's slash, two pale arms were placed on his shoulders.

"He's gone! He's really gone! He was right there! I made sure I put him away properly..."

His eyes, filled with white, were only centimeters away from Han Fei, and a faint stench emanated from his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face.

Han Fei glanced instinctively at Li Daxing's neck and discovered that only one-tenth of the neck had been cut open, and the wound was healing rapidly!
"The more blood stains the hands of the person being slashed, the sharper the Rebirth Blade will be. Has Li Daxing never committed any murders?"

Looking at the face so close to his, Han Fei's brain was racing. The fact that the Rebirth Blade couldn't kill the other person meant that the other person was not a ghost in the ordinary sense.

"Even if it's an illusion, as long as it contains sin, the Rebirth Blade can still affect him. It seems that Li Daxing really didn't kill anyone, which is somewhat good news for me."

Even when questioned by a "person" who had cut open his stomach, Han Fei was still able to smile. This wasn't to maintain his composure, but rather an instinct he had developed to survive.

Grasping Li Daxing's hands, they were icy cold, as if embracing an unclaimed corpse in the morgue.

"Think carefully back, where was the last time you saw him?"

“The last time… the last time is here!” Li Daxing reached for his ripped-open stomach: “He begged me, he was terrified, and asked me to hide him somewhere no one could find him! Someone is chasing him! Yes, someone is looking for him!”

"But you're the only one in the entire mall looking for him."

"No! That's not it!" Li Daxing's eyes were completely filled with the whites of his eyes. He shook off Han Fei's hand, and his coat and belly opened up as if to wrap Han Fei up as well: "Help me, go in and see if he's still inside!"

Han Fei shook off the other person's hand and started running towards the third floor. Li Daxing hadn't killed anyone, but he had gone mad and was unable to communicate.

Rushing up the escalator, Li Daxing, with his abdomen cut open, stood below the elevator, his coat and belly hanging down on both sides, his skin slowly withering.

"What is he going to do?"

Li Daxing touched the switch next to the elevator. Han Fei thought the elevator would be activated, but it turned out he was being too optimistic.

Thick saliva began to seep from the gaps in the elevator steps, and a tongue-like substance grew on the surface of the steps. Gradually, there was no foothold, and the steps became increasingly slippery.

Looking further down, Li Daxing was kneeling directly below the elevator, his dissected stomach resembling a gaping maw, waiting for Han Fei to fall in.

"This ghost is quite creative."

Han Fei ran with all his might and reached the second floor before the elevator completely turned into a tongue. He didn't dare to stop and continued to go up.

On the surface, Li Daxing is the only abnormal "person" in the mall, but in reality, countless terrifying things are hidden there, and he is just one of the victims.

"What is the key to completing the illusion task? Confronting the fear? Should I directly feed myself to Li Daxing? Or should I firmly believe that they are fake?"

Han Fei tried to hypnotize himself to deny Li Daxing's existence, but when he turned his head, Li Daxing not only did not disappear, but was even closer to him.

"If the Rebirth Blade can't kill, what about the hand that can touch the soul?"

As Han Fei passed a women's clothing store, he slowed down, wanting to see if touching the secrets deep in Li Daxing's soul could hurt him.

As the first active skill he acquired in the Deep World, Han Fei used all the skill points he gained from subsequent missions to upgrade it to Master level.

To upgrade further, you need to complete corresponding tasks or use special items.

“Come on, I’ve thought of a good way to locate your colleague.” Han Fei stared at Li Daxing, whose belly was swaying wildly. “I’ll put your head inside your belly in a bit, then you can find him yourself.”

When Li Daxing saw Han Fei stop, he stared at him with his eyes full of white.

When the two were about three meters apart, they rushed towards each other at the same time, each faster than the other, without the slightest hesitation.

"Touch the secrets deep within your soul!"

With a powerful leap, Han Fei kicked Li Daxing in the chest, but Li Daxing did not fall backward; instead, he wrapped his arms around Han Fei's right leg.

Just as Li Daxing was about to pull Han Fei into his stomach, Han Fei's hands locked onto Li Daxing's neck, and he pressed his five fingers on the back of Li Daxing's head, pulling him downwards.

Han Fei's left hand inherited the five fingers that were broken from the shrine's master. This was a reward he had previously received. He originally thought that the reward would only make his left hand fingers stronger, but now he realized that he had seriously underestimated this reward.

Five fingers pierced Li Daxing's skin, like nails.

Li Daxing wanted to stuff Han Fei into his stomach, but Han Fei locked his head and forced it to bend to his chest.

"You care so much about your brother? Why don't you come in and see for yourself!"

With his left hand pressing down on Li Daxing's head, Han Fei gripped the Rebirth Blade in his right hand and began to hack wildly at Li Daxing's neck.

This scene was both terrifying and incredibly bizarre.

Li Daxing's head drooped lower and lower. When he saw his dissected stomach and the dark red flesh inside, he seemed to be stimulated. Without Han Fei having to exert any more force, he began to crawl inside on his own.

"He's hiding here? This is the place he said no one else could find? This place looks so familiar, but why can't I get to where it is!"

"It's alright, I'll help you!" Han Fei pressed down on the other person's spine: "We're colleagues, no need to be so polite!"

Li Daxing frantically burrowed into his stomach, while Han Fei began to retreat.

He was puzzled as to why Li Daxing had become like this in the eyes of the shrine owner. Was it simply because he bullied the deliveryman and ordered a four-person serving of mutton soup?
"There's not much regular mutton soup, unless it's made with Pei mutton."

After getting away from Li Daxing, Han Fei finally calmed down.

The women's clothing section on the third floor is also unsafe; it was here that Huang Li became possessed, and the mall owner's wife also jumped from this floor.

Thinking of the mall owner's wife, Han Fei's mind started working again. They were both in the same boat, so why bother with past acquaintances? Perhaps he could gain a little bit of her approval now.

(End of this chapter)