My Healing Games

Chapter 458 Crazy Speculation

"Thank you for saving me just now. I'll bring you food every day after get off work from now on."

Han Fei's knife only kills butchers. As the sunlight streamed into the alley, he sheathed his knife and then reached into his robes.

The homeless man shrank back, his face filled with terror.

A moment later, Han Fei took out five hundred yuan: "It's getting cold, buy some thick quilts to cover yourself with, and if all else fails, find a place to stay."

The homeless man didn't dare to take Han Fei's money. He dragged the wooden box and walked to the other side of the alley.

"A homeless man who doesn't accept charity? What did he do before he became a homeless man?" Han Fei noticed the homeless man's dog. Even though he was poorly dressed and unkempt, he would still play with the lame dog every day. It seemed that only that dog would treat him equally in this world, and that relatively clean dog was the only dignity he had left.

"The safest thing to do now is to silence them and prevent Ten Fingers from tracing my identity through the homeless man. But if I do that, how am I any different from Ten Fingers?"

Turning into the alley, Han Fei walked to the apartment building where he rented a place.

The caregiver was dead, and he was going to go to the man's house to check on him.

As he was about to go upstairs, a paper airplane stained with black dirt landed right next to his shoes.

Looking up, I saw that the window of a room on the third floor was pushed open halfway, and a woman was standing in the window.

She stared blankly at Han Fei, her hands resting on the window frame, which looked as if they had been burned in a fire, covered in charred soot.

"Hello."

Han Fei raised his hand to greet her, since they were already somewhat acquainted after meeting once, but in the blink of an eye, the woman had disappeared.

"She didn't seem to be looking at me; it felt like she was looking at the store uniform I was wearing."

He bent down and picked up the paper airplane next to the shoes. It had strange symbols written on it that no one could understand.

"Are these words? What is she trying to convey to me?"

In the apartment he rented, there was a person who had passed away a long time ago who greeted him every day. Most tenants would probably choose to move out at this point, but Han Fei wanted to pay a visit so they could sit down and have a good chat.

"I think I saw her in a hallucination yesterday..."

Upon entering the apartment building, Han Fei first went back to his own home and found the toy that the caregiver's child had lost. He put it in the old lady's bag and then ran to the caregiver's door.

Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers are both lone wolves and hooligans, while the caregiver, who is also a member of the Ten Fingers, has a wife and children, which puzzles Han Fei. Could it be that this caregiver likes to play house?

After knocking on the door, a child's voice came from inside after a long while: "Who are you looking for?"

“I’m your downstairs neighbor, we’ve met before.” Han Fei slowed his speech: “Little friend, your toy fell on the ground the other day, and I picked it up for you.”

"You're here to return the toy?"

"Yes, I think you really like those toys."

The door lock rattled, and the door to the rented room was opened from the inside, releasing a foul, strange smell.

The caregiver's child clung tightly to the door, staring longingly at the package in Han Fei's hands.

Are you home alone?

"Dad went to work and hasn't come back yet, and Mom is sleeping in the bedroom." The boy wasn't wary of Han Fei, and Han Fei was equally unceremonious, acting as if he were in his own home, and went straight into the house.

After Han Fei entered the living room, the boy became somewhat at a loss. He scratched his head, unsure of the situation or whether he should close the door.

"Here you go, these toys are quite expensive." Han Fei took the dolls out of the package, and the little boy's eyes were instantly drawn to the toys.

While the boy was playing with his toys, Han Fei began to look around.

The rented room contained only the most basic furniture, and all of it was old stuff that had been used for a long time. In addition, Han Fei noticed as soon as he entered the room that everything in the room was emitting a strange smell, as if the whole room was slowly rotting.

"Little friend, how long has it been since you last saw your mother?"

"For a long, long time..." The boy was still playing with the doll's head; his favorite doll was the one that represented his father.

"Do you want to see your mother?"

"Dad won't let me in the house, he'll hit me." The boy lowered his head and slowly pulled the doll's head out bit by bit.

"It's okay, your dad isn't back yet anyway." Han Fei got up and walked towards the bedroom. As his hand touched the bedroom doorknob, he caught a glimpse of a photo frame upside down on the TV.

I casually straightened the photo frame; the photo only showed a woman and a child, with no sign of the caregiver.

Why is there no picture of your father in any of your family photos?

"He..." The boy stopped talking, holding his breath as he continued to pull the doll's head off.

Seeing that the boy did not answer, Han Fei did not press the matter further. He tried to shake the bedroom doorknob, only to find that the bedroom door was locked.

"The key is with Dad. Mom won't open the door for you without his permission." The boy's voice seemed to change slightly.

“Your mother loves you so much, how could she bear not seeing you for weeks? I seriously suspect your father did something bad to your mother.” Han Fei smiled. “Could I use a little more force to open the door?”

"Okay, but a locked door can't be opened without a key."

"Since you agree, then I'll give it a try." Aiming at the door lock, Han Fei kicked it out!
The loud noise shattered the morning's tranquility, and curses erupted from downstairs, but Han Fei paid no heed.

He endured the pungent stench and looked into the bedroom. A woman covered in various IV tubes lay on the bed, surrounded by all sorts of foul-smelling medicines. The woman's eyes were almost blind from crying, and her ears and mouth were completely gagged.

If it weren't for the fact that her body was still twitching slightly from the pain, Han Fei would have thought that this woman had been dead for a long time.

"Is Six Fingers experimenting on this woman?" Han Fei immediately took out his phone to call for an ambulance. He didn't dare to touch the IV tubing, afraid that he might accidentally worsen the woman's injuries.

As Han Fei cautiously prepared to communicate with the woman, the boy appeared at the bedroom door without anyone noticing. He was carrying a doll that symbolized his father, holding the doll's leg with his left hand and its head with his right.

"Dad said he's trying to cure Mom's illness. If he doesn't cure her, her illness will infect us and cause us a lot of pain." The boy repeated Six Fingers' words to him in a serious tone, his expression becoming increasingly strange.

"Did your father tell you what illness your mother had?" The child's body in Han Fei's left eye was slowly changing. He suddenly remembered something: the little boy in front of him and the child who was killed by his father were classmates. That child had witnessed his father killing his mother, so the doll symbolizing his mother in that child's hand had its head broken off.

Now the little boy is holding the same toy as the other child. As soon as he gets the toy, he starts frantically pulling at the head of the doll that represents his father, as if he wants to kill his father in this way.

It's a very simple idea, but it's also quite terrifying.

“Dad said that Mom has someone else in her heart, and this is the only way he can find that bad person.” The boy walked towards Han Fei step by step: “Dad only became my dad a while ago. He said that every time he enters this world, he becomes my father. He has been watching me for ten years. He knows everything about me. He treats me like his own child, but... I have only seen him for a few weeks.”

The boy's tone became increasingly delirious as he spoke, his mouth opening and closing on his youthful face.

“Dad knows everything about my family. He said my original father is dead. Since he’s dead, how can he stay in the hearts of the living? So he wants to treat Mom’s illness. He said that Mom and I belong to him alone, and can only belong to him alone.” The boy was almost in front of Han Fei. He walked around his mother’s bed. The child was not surprised at all by the scene in the bedroom.

Han Fei hadn't expected this to happen, and he calmly analyzed what the boy had said.

A lot of information was revealed in the child's seemingly incoherent words.

The boy's biological father was not Six Fingers, but someone else. His mother could never forget him and raised the boy alone, carrying her love for her husband.

But then Six Fingers appeared. The world of memories in this shrine was like a game of "Life Is Perfect" for them. Six Fingers used every means to make the boy's mother forget the boy's biological father.

Unfortunately, even after ten years, he still couldn't kill the "person" in the woman's heart.

Looking at the woman covered in IV tubes, Han Fei could imagine the torment she had suffered, and this incident had a certain impact on him.

Combined with the previous lawless behavior of Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers in the West District, it was as if a lightning bolt struck Han Fei's mind!
"Entering the shrine's memory world with your ten fingers is like a player entering a game like 'Perfect Life' without rules or restrictions. You can do whatever you want, even torture the people in your memories to death thousands of times without any problem."

"The world of memories within the shrine is centered around the shrine and based on the deepest, unspeakable obsessions. Is it possible that the game 'Perfect Life' is also built upon a shrine?"

"Any ordinary shrine could not possibly support such a massive game and be able to separate shallow and deep worlds, but what if it were a black box?"

This somewhat crazy speculation instantly occupied Han Fei's mind, and he only came to his senses when his clothes were suddenly tugged.

"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

Han Fei's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked in front of him.

"Dad didn't come home on time today, and he didn't give my mom and me our medicine on time either." The little boy held up a doll with its head broken off, a strange smile on his face that a child should never show: "Uncle, would you like to be my new dad?"

Stepping back, Han Fei saw that the boy in his left eye had mutated, with blood and flesh constantly oozing out from half of his head, soon enveloping him and Han Fei together.

Without hesitation, Han Fei immediately grabbed the boy's arm and shielded him as he crashed into the bedroom window.

There must be a deeper reason why Six Fingers chose to become the child's father. Perhaps it was because he was afraid of the boy's transformation, or perhaps the boy knew some secrets. Whatever the reason, Han Fei did not want to watch the boy transform in front of him.

He wanted to pull the boy out of the blood and flesh and leave the room with the child, but the bedroom window was boarded up and could not be broken open.

"Oh!"

The impact was so strong that Han Fei felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

"Please be my dad! Mom needs someone to take care of her! Please stay!"

Ignoring the boy, Han Fei continued to ram him until another toy given to him by a child fell to the ground from his pocket.

The toy, which was already full of cracks, shattered completely when it was dropped.

Han Fei didn't have time to feel sorry for himself and bent down to pick it up, but his other hand was faster than him.

"How come you have this toy too?"

Amidst the shattered toys, a soaking wet child emerged and stopped the mutated monster.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Fei finally removed the two wooden planks, and sunlight shone on the two children.

The soaking wet child disappeared, and the mutated boy slowly returned to normal.

Han Fei stood by the window, still shaken. He realized that he had seriously underestimated the danger of the world's alienation.

"As time goes on, people in this world will become more and more insane, and the monsters in everyone's heart may be unleashed."

That mission to survive for thirty days was a mission that would inevitably lead to death, and perhaps also a wish that could never be fulfilled.

"This kid is ten times more powerful than Li Long and Li Hu combined after his mutation. Six Fingers must have carefully selected this kid. I need to maintain a good relationship with this kid so that I can have more protection when the world is completely mutated."

(End of this chapter)