My Healing Games

Chapter 771 The Gardener's Home
Dressed in all black, Han Fei walked alone on the quiet street, holding a black umbrella.

"Black rain is falling from the night sky, just like the unspeakable thing above my head is losing its color."

Han Fei, who only had one drop of blood left, was under immense psychological pressure. He was now certain that the dark cloud covering the Black Rain area was an enormous ghost.

"The mirrors in the Black Rain region were left behind by the Unspeakable, but why do they shatter every time I and Kuang Xiao appear in them? Is it because our killings have exceeded the mirror's limits? Or are the mirrors in the outer regions just cheap imitations made by the Unspeakable?"

Unable to enter the Crimson Orphanage, Han Fei could only communicate with Kuang Xiao through the mirror filled with death. In this eerie area, Han Fei found a way to communicate with Kuang Xiao, though it might be a bit of a waste of the mirror.

His mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts. The sound of rain masked Han Fei's footsteps. Holding a black umbrella, he blended completely into the street, as if he had always been a part of it.

"We're about to enter another street. I've gone in about 500 meters, but I haven't seen a single ghost."

Even in the dead building area that Han Fei had cleared out several times, ghosts would occasionally slip through the net. This area might not be without ghosts, but they were just very good at hiding.

Continuing forward, Han Fei suddenly stopped when he reached the back door of a steamed bun shop.

Beside a pile of garbage at the back door of the small shop lay a ragged man, his skin exposed to the black rain, his body severely corroded, like a lump of flesh wrapped in rust.

If Han Fei's health were normal, he might approach to check on him, help him if he could, or kill him if he could, but now he doesn't dare to get close.

"rain……"

The man spotted Han Fei and tried with all his might to crawl toward him. As he moved, a plank fell from the garbage heap, the sound breaking the silence of the back alley.

"If you don't want to end up like him, you'd better leave now." A cold voice rang out behind Han Fei. He hadn't even noticed how the other person had approached, and was immediately terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Turning around abruptly, Han Fei discovered that the back door of the steamed bun shop was ajar, and a bloodshot, bright red eye was staring intently at the black umbrella in his hand.

Without hesitation, Han Fei left immediately. He was terrified. If he hadn't been holding the black umbrella and the other party hadn't hesitated, he might have already lost his life.

"The blind old men in the club walk without making a sound. Are they human or ghosts? Why don't they have any yin energy on them? They're all filled with deeply hidden malice and murderous intent?"

Ghosts are shrouded in yin energy, but ghosts can be good or bad; the intensity of the yin energy only reflects the strength of a vengeful ghost.

But the "people" in this black rain area are full of malice and murderous intent; they are pure evil and wickedness.

Han Fei walked all the way to the end of the alley and secretly turned his head to take a look.

The door of the steamed bun shop slowly opened, and a deformed arm covered with black fleshy spikes emerged. It ripped open the man's mouth, poured something into it, and then shoved him down next to the garbage heap.

The man, whose body had been corroded by the black rain, could no longer speak. He struggled with all his might, and a large amount of garbage fell down, revealing his legs, which were fixed in the garbage heap.

The man was merely bait for the monster in the steamed bun shop, a tool for the monster to hunt.

“Ghosts from other regions wouldn’t do something like this.” Han Fei glanced at the deformed arm again, a hint of doubt in his eyes: “Is he really human?”

Having witnessed the monster in the steamed bun shop, Han Fei became even more cautious. He kept in mind the survival guide for the deeper world that he had summarized, suppressed his curiosity, and focused on his journey.

"Complete the mission first, and then explore again after your health is restored."

Unlocking the masterful acting skills in his mind, Han Fei unbuttoned his collar, letting the aura of great evil seep out subtly.

Despite having only a single drop of blood, Han Fei gives off a very intimidating first impression.

The edge of the black umbrella obscured half of Han Fei's face as he walked alone through the rainy city alley, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

“All the natives are hiding in their rooms, not daring to make a sound. At times like this, only the most terrifying monsters would dare to travel outside, like… me.”

As Han Fei sped up, the distant skyscrapers became clearer. The closer he got, the more he could feel the special nature of the building. It seemed to be the center of the world, making him want to get closer, to be crushed by it, to be devoured by it.

A dozen minutes later, Han Fei noticed that the buildings on both sides of the road had changed. The buildings were getting taller and the types of buildings were becoming more diverse. He had unknowingly entered the inner area.

"The rain seems to be getting heavier again." Han Fei moved his black umbrella aside and looked at the surrounding buildings. The strange sense of familiarity in his heart grew stronger, as if he had left the game and returned to the old city of Xinhu.

Indeed, the inner area shrouded in black rain is built in the same style as the old city of Xinhu, it is as if the old city of more than ten years ago has been directly copied.

"The Unspeakable One from the Black Rain Region once lived in the old city of Xinhu? His most unforgettable memories were in the old city, so he rebuilt the old city of Xinhu in the Deep World?"

Han Fei was startled by the thought that popped into his mind, but then he shook his head: "No, if the Black Rain area is an unspeakable rebuilt old city, then what about the skyscrapers standing in the center of the Black Rain area? There are no such buildings in the old city."

Every time Han Fei looked up at that towering building that seemed to connect heaven and earth, he felt incredibly awestruck: "I remember Jin Sheng once cast a special curse on me, saying that I would one day enter the tallest building in the deep world. Could this be the building he was referring to?"

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei lowered his head. The skyscraper seemed to be the body of a god, and looking at it for a long time would unconsciously evoke a sense of awe.

"Let's complete the mission first." If it weren't for the mission forcing him, Han Fei would never have risked entering this place. But through this mission, Han Fei could roughly see that the system was forcing him to move in a more dangerous and desperate direction, which seemed to be the only unspeakable way.

Entering the inner area alone, Han Fei was terrified, but he had to maintain a calm demeanor. He had to act like the natives, putting on a show of composure and calmness.

The inner area was much more lively than the outer area. As soon as Han Fei entered, he was targeted by something unknown, and he received a warning from Da Nie.

The opponent was fully capable of killing Han Fei before he could summon the Great Evil, and Han Fei was well aware of this. However, he did not panic and call out to the Great Evil. Instead, he glanced in the direction in which the Great Evil sensed the threat.

The corners of his mouth, not hidden by the black umbrella, turned up slightly, revealing a cruel yet provocative smile.

"If you dare to kill me, I dare to die, but the question is, do you dare?"

No one made a move, and Han Fei, holding his black umbrella, brazenly walked through the streets.

A few minutes later, he finally found the Western-style house that the blind old man had mentioned.

Contrary to the imagined luxury and refinement, the villa had been abandoned for a long time. Its exterior walls were covered with all sorts of ugly plants, and a chilling wind blew through the courtyard, accompanied by eerie sounds of flowing water.

"No. 14 Chaohua Road? Is this the gardener's house?" Han Fei looked away from the house number, pushed the rusty iron door open a crack, and stepped inside.

Strange plants grew all over the yard, and every few meters you could see a flower made of the soul of a living person. The paving stones were made of human bones, and a huge shadow was slowly moving in the stinking swimming pool.

The courtyard's decor, intertwined with the intent to die and the desire to kill, possesses a unique charm.

Passing through the grove, parting the branches and leaves, lifting strands of hair, and avoiding the trembling souls, Han Fei ventured step by step into the maze-like mansion.

Han Fei had walked about ten meters when the great evil within the ghostly pattern suddenly became extremely excited, and he immediately stopped.

Whenever Da Nie starts to get excited, it means he is facing a life-or-death crisis and the probability of death is very high.

Slowly bending down, Han Fei held his breath and suppressed all his aura.

He had reached the end of the garden, where the abandoned villa stood before him.

"Is someone inside?"

Eavesdropping, Han Fei discovered that the gardener was talking to another person.

"Gardener, I've given you three days. What have you decided?" The speaker was a man, and his voice was terrifying, seemingly capable of withering the surrounding flowers instantly.

"I can't go into that building yet; my flower field is outside." The gardener's voice was the same as before; just by listening to her voice, you would think she was a very stubborn old lady.

"Is this your answer to me?" The man's voice grew even colder: "The entire city of Xinhu is a garden, and all souls are flowers waiting to bloom. The gods are the masters of the garden, and you are merely the gardener."

"I know, but I finally managed to escape..."

"Do you want that blind man to die? The gods have been searching for him." The man stopped negotiating with the gardener and said in an extremely firm tone, "I'll give you one last hour to think it over carefully. Don't let your selfish desires cause the deaths of everyone in the outer districts."

"I killed everyone? The one who wanted them dead was the god you all speak of. It turned you all into twisted monsters, yet you worship it as a god. I wanted to change this, but you're forcing me to turn back?" The gardener was also angry; the old woman had a notoriously explosive temper.

"It's about to wake up! There's not much time left!" The man struggled to suppress the madness in his heart: "Do you think you have a choice? In the days you've been torn apart, the people from the other districts may have already found him. You have no choice but to obediently go back to that building, otherwise, everyone will have a chance to survive!"

The man kept threatening the gardener with the dancer's life, and the gardener's only weakness was the dancer.

Upon hearing the man's words, the gardener fell silent.

It seemed that once you went into that skyscraper, it was hard to get out.

"Now I understand why there's a time limit for delivering letters. If I had arrived any later, the gardener would probably have already followed the recipient into the building."

Han Fei coughed and walked out of the garden.

Neither the gardener nor the other man were surprised by his appearance; they had already noticed Han Fei, but neither of them made a fuss about it.

“Holding a black umbrella, with no air of death about you, are you from another district? I’ve never seen you before.” The man who threatened the gardener stared at Han Fei. This man had two heads, one of which was asleep, hanging crookedly on his shoulder, while the eyes of the other head gleamed with an extremely vicious light.

"A two-headed person?"

"I'm asking you a question!" The man reached out to Han Fei, and the surrounding flowers withered instantly.

"Go fight outside if you want to." The gardener's cold voice came from a flowerpot, where only her head remained; her enormous body had been lost somewhere.

The gardener looked pitiful, but even so, after she spoke, the two-headed man obediently stopped.

"I'm just here to deliver a letter. You two can continue your conversation. Just pretend I don't exist." Han Fei appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding. He ignored the two-headed man and took out the blind old man's envelope.

Han Fei had originally planned to leave after putting down the letter, but now the gardener only had her head in the flowerpot, and she had no hands.

After thinking for a moment, Han Fei decided to help him to the end: "Do you need me to help you open it? He's a little worried about you."

The gardener knew who wrote the letter as soon as she saw the envelope, and she gestured for Han Fei to come closer.

Han Fei opened the envelope and placed the yellowed paper in front of the gardener. Out of politeness, he did not look at the contents of the letter.

Just a few seconds later, the system notification sounded and the gardener's angry roar rang out at the same time.

"How could a mirror suddenly crack? You must be up to something! I'm warning you! If he dies, I'll plant every single one of you from the outer district in a flowerpot!"

"Attention Player 0000! You have successfully completed the E-rank normal mission: deliver the letter within one hour! You have received double experience! Your Gardener friendship level has increased by one! You can now take one flower from the Gardener's house!"

"Attention! The florist has extremely rare flowers! Please choose carefully!"

Hearing the old woman's voice, Han Fei and the two-headed man showed completely different expressions.

"An extremely rare flower?"

"Have they already started?"

(End of this chapter)