My Healing Games

Chapter 492 Is this your little kitten?! (4000 votes requested)
Compared to Tie Nan, Yan Tang felt that he was more suited to this place. In reality, he was an extremely outstanding person in all aspects, but due to his personality and some things he experienced in his childhood, he had very few friends.

As he grew older, he became increasingly withdrawn, and no one ever paid him any attention.

On the surface, he didn't look down on anyone, but in reality, he always felt out of place with his surroundings. He didn't belong to that circle, and he didn't want to pretend to be stupid to fool others, much less lower his head to "fit in."

He is intelligent, knowledgeable, and possesses keen insight and extraordinary perception, but he is also aloof and cold, always speaking bluntly and without considering the feelings of others.

He had been living alone before he came across "A Perfect Life," and he never thought he would make any friends in the future.

Everything changed last night. When he accidentally entered this city shrouded in darkness, he found every cell in his body trembling. He wasn't sure if it was from fear or excitement.

By communicating warmly with his teammates and working tirelessly to survive, Yan Tang felt his parched heart being filled. He had teammates and a direction.

Yan Tang shifted her gaze from Tie Nan to Han Fei, who was wearing a mask.

That person seemed to represent the secret of the entire world; his very existence seemed to be a miracle.

Yan Tang had never been convinced by anyone, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe when he looked at Han Fei. He always felt that if he angered Han Fei, the other party could easily kill both his game self and his real self.

Yan Tang has never been wrong in predicting bad things, which is why he has become the most obedient person in the team.

"Did you find anything?" After helping Tie Nan up, Yan Tang and the two walked together to Han Fei's side, looking at the shattered corpse on the ground.

"There's a black line on the corpse's chest. Cut it, and the corpse will shatter." Han Fei used the Rebirth Blade to lift the black line, which was covered with strange characters.

This rope is called the Life Rope, and it's something unique to the plastic surgery clinic area. Most regrets and minor grudges are bound by the Life Rope, becoming puppets of larger grudges and hatred.

"It's a good thing that they dare to attack us. The more they attack, the bigger their weaknesses will become." Han Fei sheathed his sword and stood up, looking at the freezers piled up in the hall: "Refrigerators, freezers, and all sorts of 'ice sculptures'—does he really think this place is an ice and snow wonderland?"

The artworks in the art exhibition are corpses in freezers, their bodies frozen in time at the last moment of death.

Each lost life became a collection for the hotel owner, who also used them to hold art exhibitions.

"I always thought art exhibitions were very highbrow, but I never expected my first art exhibition to be like this." Tie Nan carefully opened the freezer next to him. Every time he opened the door, it was like drawing a lottery, much more exciting than buying a lottery ticket.

"What kind of art exhibition is this? It's just a bunch of lunatics having a self-indulgent climax, mistaking cruelty for beauty and taking pride in it. This is a disease!" Han Fei kicked over the refrigerator in front of him, and a corpse holding a room key fell to the ground. The black blood in his body was slowly gathering at his chest, as if it was preparing to use all the yin energy in its body to nourish a life rope.

"The Life Rope can control ghosts and monsters, but the Life Rope itself seems to be made of ghosts and monsters. All the obsessions are kneaded together and twisted into a rope that cannot be broken." Han Fei carefully observed the entire process of the Life Rope's appearance, and then cut it in half with a single stroke.

As the lifeline snapped, the frozen corpse fell forward in a kneeling position. Before his body shattered, he seemed to give Han Fei a relieved smile.

The black characters on the life rope completely melted away, leaving only a tiny glimmer of light that merged into the sharpness of the Rebirth Blade.

"what?"

Han Fei discovered something very strange: once the Rebirth Blade cuts through a section of the life rope, it can extract something from it, as if it were the last bit of beauty and humanity left in the deceased's obsession.

"It seems that not all ghosts can be used as life ropes. Only ghosts with strong obsessions, whose hearts are not completely rotten, and who still retain a little bit of humanity can be used."

For the ghosts of the deep world, humanity is both a constraint and the most precious thing in their souls.

In order to survive, many ghosts and monsters have completely abandoned their humanity, with only a small number still persisting.

Unfortunately, their perseverance did not bring them any reward. Instead, they were targeted by even more terrifying monsters who exploited the constraints of human nature and turned them into lifelines.

After slaying the butterfly, the Rebirth Blade became an E-rank item. Han Fei was worried about how to further improve the blade, but the appearance of the Life Rope gave him a glimmer of hope.

This knife saved Han Fei several times. Not to mention the distant past, in the world of memories in the shrine, when he fell into a deep well, it was the humanity within the Rebirth Knife that reached out and pulled him out.

The Rebirth Blade is arguably Han Fei's most important tool right now; strengthening the Rebirth Blade is strengthening Han Fei himself.

A glint of light flashed in Han Fei's eyes. He had already forgotten that he had come here in the first place to save people. Holding the Rebirth Blade, he walked side by side with Xu Qin at the front of the group, making the most of his passive talent for hide-and-seek.

As he twirled the hilt of his sword, Han Fei whistled, which, if listened to closely, sounded like a nursery rhyme.

I searched and searched for a friend, and finally found a good friend. I bowed to him, shook his hand…

Tie Nan looked at the corpse that Han Fei had chopped to pieces on the ground, and then at Han Fei, who seemed to be in a very good mood. The way Han Fei was whistling and holding a knife did not seem like a player who was trapped in a ghost wall. It felt like he was the perverted killer searching for the survivors hiding in the icehouse.

For a moment, Tie Nan was a little dazed. He quietly nudged Yan Tang and asked, "Don't you think... he seems like the owner of the hotel?"

“I don’t think he’s like the owner of the hotel, but I really want to be like him.” Yan Tang followed closely behind.

"Is it just my imagination? Are my thoughts starting to differ from those of normal people?" Tie Nan fell into self-doubt. He looked at the freezers on both sides that were leaking water and quickened his pace.

Han Fei was overjoyed to learn that severing the life rope could enhance the Rebirth Blade. He walked among the piles of refrigerators and freezers, and every time he opened a cabinet door, he was sure to find something.

If there were police in the Deep World, the hotel owner would surely have called the police at this point. This pervert had created countless ice sculptures of corpses in his home. But that night, an even more perverted person ran in. That person neither saved people nor stole anything; instead, he went looking for human ice sculptures and would deliberately smash them all.

One by one, lifelines were severed, but Han Fei was in no hurry to leave. He seemed to be enjoying being trapped in a maze, and even his eyes showed satisfaction.

Not only are the enemies afraid of Han Fei, but his teammates are also panicking.

What normal player would be so happy to search for corpses? I've only ever seen people hunt for treasure in games, never someone so enthusiastic about searching for corpses.

Han Fei didn't seem to be doing a task; rather, he seemed to be enjoying it, purely out of personal interest.

One by one, the lifelines were severed, and no corpse could escape Han Fei's eyes.

They easily arrived at the center of the art exhibition, surrounded by tall freezers and crisscrossing wires on the floor. The dimly lit art gallery seemed to be welcoming the visitors.

“Did my husband ever see these? Did he see these things back then?” Standing among the haphazardly arranged freezers, Aunt Li couldn’t believe it.

"Your husband is the doctor in the second painting. There certainly weren't this many freezers in the hotel when he died," Han Fei comforted the old woman. "These things accumulate over time. There are no rules in the hidden map, which is why you see what evil looks like when it gets out of control."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the freezers piled up like a small mountain in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on his face behind the mask.

"I don't know how he managed to create this illusion, but as long as I keep severing the life rope, the power that the hotel owner can control will become weaker and weaker until he can't help but show himself and attack me."

The center of the art exhibition is a small stage, not for performing talents. On it is an operating table, surrounded by all kinds of tools. It seems that the hotel owner stitched up and pieced together the corpses into the shape he wanted.

"To create the works he wants by hand amidst a pile of freezers, this guy has gone to a certain level of madness."

Stepping onto the stage, Han Fei lifted the white sheet covering the operating table, revealing a man covered in knife wounds.

When Han Fei saw the man, he narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen the man's photo on the wall of the lobby on the first floor.

The man covered in knife wounds was the hotel's first owner, the one who built the Mandarin Art Hotel.

As Han Fei picked up the Rebirth Blade, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but Xu Qin suddenly stepped in front of him to protect him.

At the same time, the man on the operating table opened his eyes, and countless resentful thoughts crawled into his body through the wounds on his body!
A massive surge of yin energy swept outwards, instantly crushing the operating table.

A scream rang out, and the man on the operating table slowly stood up. Black lifelines emerged from his wounds, taut over his body, turning him into a puppet.

His skin was torn apart, and resentment mingled and collided within his body. The man howled in agony, repeatedly shouting, "Kill me! Please, just kill me!"

Shouting desperately, the man charged toward Han Fei and Xu Qin with astonishing speed, his body oozing foul-smelling black blood.

Xu Qin pushed Han Fei away and slashed the man's arm with a kitchen knife. The curse seeped into the man's skin, and he screamed in pain, but seemed unable to control his body.

As new wounds appeared, another lifeline emerged from them, and the man seemed to move even faster.

As Xu Qin battled the puppet man, cries began to echo throughout the exhibition hall, and from the dark shadows, eerie figures slowly emerged.

Gripping the Rebirth Blade tightly in his hand, Han Fei's mind raced.

"The mall owner was placed on an operating table, the same operating table where he used to butcher his prey, but now he himself has become the prey. It seems he has suffered a backlash; those he once killed are now torturing him madly. Thinking about it this way, the hotel owner must be one of the victims now."

Han Fei carefully recalled all the artwork on the hotel walls, and then remembered the woman's voice on the room phone.

"Whether it's room service or housekeeping, their voices are all the same; it's the same woman speaking."

The hotel's first owner was merely a puppet. To break free from the maze-like situation, or even better, to become the hotel's new manager, he had to eliminate the real mastermind behind it all.

Han Fei even suspected that there was only one ghost in the entire hotel, and all the other monsters were its puppets.

"Boss, your companion is incredibly strong..."

While Han Fei was pondering a solution, Tie Nan and Yan Tang were dumbfounded.

Xu Qin, wielding a kitchen knife, clashed head-on with the hotel owner. Her blood-red figure stood atop countless curses, exuding both extreme beauty and extreme danger.

They initially thought Han Fei was the key to their success, but it turns out the real "soft rice" was actually that flamboyant woman in red. It turns out that family members were the key to Han Fei's rampage through the hidden map.

“The hotel owner has been attracted; now is the perfect opportunity to take action. Come and help us.”

Han Fei stared at the life ropes gushing from the man's wounds. After emerging from the man's body, all the life ropes would extend upwards and disappear into the darkness above.

"The real mastermind is controlling the hotel owner through those life ropes. The other party should be hiding on the other end of those life ropes!" Han Fei and several players climbed onto the freezer. They saw that all the life ropes were submerged in the top of the art exhibition, where there was a black curtain.

"Is the person controlling the hotel owner behind the black cloth?" Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the stage. Xu Qin had left countless wounds on the man and even cut off his two arms, but it was all in vain.

Those black life ropes kept growing out of the man's body, extending towards the darkness above his head, and then controlling the man's almost torn body to attack Xu Qin frantically.

"If this continues, Xu Qin may also be harmed."

Han Fei no longer hesitated. He gripped the Rebirth Blade tightly and said, "Tie Nan, you're the strongest. Help me out later. I'm going to cut through the darkness above my head."

"Be careful, there's something bulging under that curtain, there's definitely something bad hidden inside!" Tie Nan squatted on the highest freezer, he was ready.

"It should be able to be chopped up."

A dazzling light appeared in his hand. Han Fei stared intently at the place where the life ropes converged. He stuffed Xu Qin's little pet into the ghost pattern and suddenly accelerated forward as the yin energy swept over his body.

With a leap, Han Fei landed on Tie Nan's shoulder, then unleashed his full power to activate the Ghost Mark and slash at the black curtain above his head!

A deep, beastly roar echoed within the art exhibition, and the ghostly markings covering Han Fei's body began to burn, transforming into an incredibly ferocious cat-faced monster!
Iron Man, who was acting as a stepping stone for Han Fei, clutched his almost broken shoulder and stared blankly at the huge ghostly figure behind Han Fei.

"Could this be the kitten he was talking about?!"

(End of this chapter)