My Healing Games

Chapter 787 Calamity and Mystery
"No matter how many things you ask, it's no problem! A bet is a bet!" As Da Nie slowly opened his mouth, the fat man at the gambling den became much more honest and was willing to agree to any request Han Fei made.

"You change your tune pretty quickly." Han Fei didn't expect the fat man to change his expression so quickly when he looked at someone who seemed so fierce. He probably underestimated the psychological impact that the Great Calamity had on ordinary people.

“The gambling den on the sixth floor is in Red Alley, so the rules of Red Alley are the rules of the gambling den.” The fat man looked at Da Nie’s mouth with trepidation, the soul poison almost landing on his face: “Could you please keep it away from me? I’m afraid it will accidentally hurt me.”

Han Fei raised his arm, and Da Nie took a step back: "First, you need to tell me all the information about this building; second, I need your cooperation to maintain the normal operation of Red Alley; if you receive any news from the gambling den, you need to notify me immediately."

“Okay! No problem! This is a small matter for me.” The fat man curled up, like a giant pupa: “The gambling den and the blind merchants have their own ways of transmitting information. As long as you pay a certain price, you can know immediately what special things have happened on each floor. In addition to information, we also have ways to get the ‘special products’ and ‘residents’ of other floors. Just tell us what you need.”

The fat man was so cooperative that Han Fei suspected he might have ulterior motives and would seek revenge once Han Fei left.

"I need you to eat this heart before you continue talking to me." Han Fei took out a pig's heart cooked by Xu Qin from his inventory. After Xu Qin became hatred, her cooking contained an even stronger curse. Apart from Han Fei, even Da Nie was unwilling to eat it. Of course, everyone still praised Xu Qin's cooking skills on the surface.

"what is this?"

"Lunch prepared for me by my family far away." Han Fei watched the fat man eat the pig's heart. After the curse was triggered, he had Da Nie pour the soul poison into the fat man's body, creating a delicate balance.

The fat people of the past were just bloated, but now, once a fat person explodes, every drop of their blood will be tainted with a curse.

The group following Han Fei had witnessed everything he did. They now regarded him as a true devil, an even more insane and perverse ambitious man than the Lord of the Red Alley. Fortunately, they were on Han Fei's side.

Feeling the slow-moving curse and the soul poison that could erupt at any moment within his body, the fat man's features creased together: "I was a bit too boastful just now. Information inside the gambling den requires money and equivalent items to be exchanged. Even if I went bankrupt, I couldn't get much for you. The real owner of the gambling den is in the area above the fiftieth floor. I'm just a bouncer."

"Pay close attention to all the information inside the building. If I die, your soul will be scattered, and you'll be tormented by the soul poison to the point that you can't even be a ghost." Han Fei lifted the fat man's face and used the secret of touching the depths of the soul. He felt the fat man's fear and dread, and saw a trembling soul.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered a special resident—Fat Dog."

“Gambling house owners are dogs fed by the gods. They tear at the souls of their victims, forcing them onto the gambling table and turning them into the gambling house’s food, money, and inhuman beasts.”

"Fat Dog (Power Enhancement): He used all his past memories and humanity as bargaining chips to obtain power that can continue to grow."

"Memory is the most useless thing. It's too painful to remember you but not be able to protect you. I'd rather forget you and use my instincts to protect you."

After reading the system notification, Han Fei withdrew his hand: "Fat Dog, that's a nice name. I hope the person you want to protect hasn't been killed by you yet."

Han Fei's words stunned the fat man, leaving him somewhat confused.

"Sister Hong, are there any other dangerous spots on the sixth floor? I need to eliminate all the potential threats." Han Fei took out the Rebirth Slaughtering Knife, looking at the newly added points of humanity on it. Completing tasks inside this skyscraper yields double points, killing residents has a chance to recover their remaining humanity, apprehending criminals strengthens the Great Abomination, and with no rules or restrictions, Han Fei felt this place was perfect for maniacal laughter.

"You've cleared out all the dangerous rooms on the outside, but there's always something even more dangerous coming into this building, like wandering monsters and suddenly mutated graveyards," Sister Hong carefully reminded Han Fei.

Are there any other forces or organizations on the sixth floor that we need to be wary of?

“There are also some cleaners, the ones from the Rusty Ladder.” Fat Dog got up from the ground, and whether it was to settle a personal score or to genuinely help Han Fei, he stood next to Han Fei with some difficulty, bending over: “Those people don’t respect us at all, they don’t follow the rules, and they are very rude.”

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The cleaners of the Rusty Staircase are extremely dangerous. They have free access to the elevator, can go to different floors, possess a large collection of cursed items from within the building, and have enslaved many powerful and terrifying monsters." Sister Hong quickly stepped forward: "Think about it, how could people who can enter and exit all kinds of dangerous and desperate situations to clean up be weak?"

The skyscraper cleaners have become a mysterious and powerful force, something Han Fei hadn't anticipated before his arrival.

“They’re not to be trifled with, but if we let them think we’re easy to bully, they might deliberately send some large, unmanageable ‘garbage’ to this floor and turn it into a dumping ground.” Fat Dog straightened up, bowing only to Han Fei, and his attitude towards Sister Hong was rather poor.

"What does it mean to send large pieces of trash to this floor?" Han Fei frowned.

“In the past, the owner of Red Alley would give Rusty Staircase some benefits so that they could use the elevator to lure away the troublesome monsters. The monsters don’t just disappear into thin air. If they don’t harm our floor, they must be harming other floors.” Sister Hong said her thoughts: “We don’t need to fall out with those cleaners. We just need to give them some money and blood smoke, and they won’t bother us.”

"Let's go see them first." Han Fei led Fatty Dog, Sister Hong, and Li Rou out of the gambling den.

Standing on either side of Han Fei, Sister Hong and Fatty seemed to be vying for his favor. They had both lived in this skyscraper for too long, and they would do anything to survive better.

The red lights on both sides of the corridor gradually went out, the temperature continued to drop, and more and more clutter and garbage appeared in the corridor. The rooms on both sides were basically abandoned, and there was not a single person in sight.

“Each floor has habitable and unhabitable areas. The unhabitable areas are often occupied by grotesque ghosts, graveyards, and night watchmen. The Rusty Ladder people are mainly responsible for cleaning these areas, but they are cowardly and greedy, and they will never risk going in to clean them properly. This has led to the continuous reduction of habitable areas in the building.” Sister Hong hid behind Li Rou, exhaling a breath of cold air, feeling her hands and feet were ice-cold: “If you go further down this corridor, that’s the area that the Rusty Ladder cleaners are responsible for. I’ve never been in there before, and I don’t know what I’ll encounter.”

Fat Dog stood on Han Fei's other side. His thick skin meant he didn't feel cold, but his already small eyes narrowed, and he looked a little uneasy: "I haven't seen the cleaner of the rusty staircase on the sixth floor for a long time either."

After clearing away the trash blocking the way, Han Fei took out a flashlight and shone it at the end of the dark corridor.

The corridor was lined with abandoned rooms, the air thick with the stench of decay, and the floor bore the marks of heavy objects being dragged along.

"I have a feeling there's a terrifying monster living inside." The old man rubbed his hands together and hid at the very back.

"This is the area the Rusty Staircase cleaners are responsible for, but where are they?" Han Fei crouched down, using his heightened senses to spot fresh bloodstains on the debris. "Let's go in and take a look."

Following the trail of blood, Han Fei arrived at the first corner of the corridor, where he saw the believers he had met before. The two men in red raincoats had their bodies twisted together, like an enlarged pretzel.

"A follower of the gods was just killed so easily?" Fat Dog and Sister Red stopped in their tracks at the same time: "This definitely wasn't done by the rusty stair cleaners. Something went wrong in the area that needed cleaning!"

Blood flowed from the red raincoat. Han Fei lifted the raincoat to examine the corpses. The internal organs of the two believers were completely crushed: "Is someone capable of twisting two corpses together with their bare hands?"

Having investigated many cases with the police, Han Fei began to observe carefully and found that the believer's skin had no obvious wounds.

"How strange! It doesn't look like someone grabbed the two corpses and twisted them together; it looks more like their bodies were out of control and twisted and intertwined on their own!"

Han Fei had seen a similar ability in Fu Sheng's memory shrine; doctors at plastic surgery hospitals could manipulate patients' bodies, making them perform some unbelievable actions.

After summoning Nine Lives, Han Fei then sent the Black Serpent Shadow into the darkness to scout ahead.

More and more bloodstains appeared in the stairwell, and a large amount of garbage and debris were twisted by some force. The walls also began to become uneven, and the load-bearing walls were full of cracks.

"Sister Hong, has your building ever experienced a collapse?"

“Each floor is protected by the gods. Even if there’s a partial collapse, the people of the Rusty Staircase will come to repair it.” Sister Hong clearly realized the seriousness of the problem: “Why don’t we retreat? It’s fine if we encounter the deformed ghost, but if we run into something forbidden, we won’t be able to escape!”

Perhaps having overheard Sister Hong and Han Fei's conversation, a faint cry for help came from the garbage heap a dozen meters away.

Han Fei first sent Black Snake to check, and only after confirming there was no danger did he dare to lead his men closer. They moved aside pieces of trash and saw a man whose upper body was gone.

He was wearing the rusty ladder cleaner's clothes, his belly and internal organs twisted together like a knot, his body looking as if it had been twisted straight in half.

“There’s a calamity ghost, go to the tenth floor…” As soon as the cleaner opened his mouth, black blood flowed out. In his left hand, the only part of his body he could move, he was clutching a badly damaged elevator card.

What is a "disaster ghost"?

"Tenth floor, the night watchman with the camera, escape..." The cleaner's teeth began to fall out, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.

Han Fei wanted to pull him completely out of the garbage dump, but as soon as he dragged him, Han Fei had a very bad feeling.

Han Fei heard a cracking sound. He looked up and saw that Jiu Ming, who was protecting him, had his two arms broken and his body began to deform.

Having no idea where the murderer was, Han Fei had no choice but to tell everyone to leave as soon as possible.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered a hidden map random E-rank high-difficulty quest – The Calamity Demon!"

"A hidden map-based, high-difficulty random quest exists only once per floor, with a 5% trigger rate. The quest is far more dangerous than ordinary quests! Please carefully consider whether to accept the quest!"

"Accept!" Han Fei naturally wouldn't give up a task that he had already acquired.

"Mission objective: Kill the Disaster Demon."

Han Fei had no idea what a calamity ghost was, and he didn't have time to think about it now. He ran away from the area on the sixth floor that needed to be cleaned.

"That ghost inside will come out sooner or later, this floor is not safe." Han Fei originally didn't want to leave the sixth floor so soon, but after seeing the calamity ghost, his heart kept pounding.

In order not to expose his weakness, Han Fei activated the master-level acting skill in his mind, carefully sensing the source of his unease.

A blood-red shadow seemed to be approaching from the shadows, and it appeared that the other party had already entered the skyscraper.

"The monster I summoned from the sea of ​​blood and ghosts didn't die? It survived the combined attack of a massive vengeful spirit and other divine creations?"

There was an unbreakable connection between Han Fei and the "monster" he had summoned. Without further hesitation, he asked Sister Hong to take him to the elevator on the sixth floor.

"I've completed one task. Now all I need to do is stall for three hours at all costs."

(End of this chapter)