My Healing Games

Chapter 819 The House of Death
Whether it is the soul of good or the soul of evil, they are both aspects of Han Fei. Number Two dug them out of Han Fei's mind. Although their personalities are completely different, their fates are closely linked.

The shattered brain and the different taboos were reconnected by Number Two using Han Fei's fate, and those invisible threads of fate pierced through the building made of rotting corpses.

After Han Fei obtained the second brain fragment, he was able to clearly perceive the location of the other brain fragments.

"Is Number Two trying to absorb the remnant soul from the Blood Orphanage that suppressed the Blood Orphanage in my mind? Is he paving the way for the Mad Laughter, using his own brain to prepare a new body for me?"

Han Fei tried to contact the other brain fragments, those fragments that were considered taboo by the gods and sealed in the most secret places in the building. They were also actively calling out to Han Fei.

“I know that Number Two wants to unleash the Maniac Laughter, but now I can only follow the route he designed. Only Number Two knows the key items needed to leave the building, the method to weaken the god, and so on. From the moment I entered the skyscraper, I have already fallen into Number Two’s plan.”

"No, the dancer was helped out of the building by Number Two. His club is right next to the amusement park. That guy was waiting for me."

Han Fei's fate overlapped with that of the brain fragments. He gained the abilities of the second brain fragment, but the price he paid was to break free from the restraints of his maniacal laughter.

“If I had a bad relationship with the Laughing Man and always wanted to kill him, I would now put aside my conflict with him in order to save my own life.”

“If I had a good relationship with the Laughing Man, I would be even less likely to stop the Crimson Orphanage from appearing in my mind. This number two is using an open strategy.”

Noticing the change in Han Fei's expression, Xu Qin walked to his side: "Don't have any worries. If anyone tries to force you to do something you don't want to do, I might be able to help you shut that person up."

The neighbors in Happiness Community always unconditionally support Han Fei. In this dark and gloomy skyscraper, Xu Qin brought Han Fei a long-lost touch of emotion.

Da Nie, standing nearby, secretly spat out a mouthful of soul poison towards the corner of the wall, his face saying, "Just spoil him then."

"It's nothing, just a small misunderstanding between me and a friend." Han Fei needed Number Two's help, and he always remembered the system's warning when he first obtained Number Two's brain fragment—that he might still be alive.

Xu Qin nodded and casually tossed the chubby boy in front of Han Fei: "He possesses a hidden divinity, and I even found a special playing card in his pocket."

Upon seeing the King of Clubs, a hint of surprise flashed in Han Fei's eyes: "How could this little brat possibly have a joker on him?"

Bound by a curse, the boy cried out and begged for mercy. Under the corrosive influence of death and the curse, the boy's face slowly changed shape.

Han Fei grabbed the boy and stared at his face for a long time before his pupils suddenly contracted: "No wonder this kid looked familiar! I've seen his picture on the police's A-level wanted criminal list—Heartless Ghost!"

"A heartless ghost?" Ji Zheng didn't find the boy scary at all.

“Before the outskirts of Xinhu were abandoned, a notorious serial killer emerged, growing up in an extremely abnormal environment.”

“When he was very young, his parents hit and killed a pedestrian and fled the scene.”

“The selfish and disgusting family environment turned him into a monster. The three of them first killed his grandmother who was unable to move, and then killed the caregiver who was worried about the comfort of the elderly, and then framed the caregiver for everything.”

"After the boy came of age, he killed his parents and began a life on the run, during which time he committed multiple crimes, including dismembering bodies and removing hearts..."

Before Han Fei could finish speaking, the boy suddenly struggled: "I didn't! I never killed anyone! Those people wanted to hurt me! My best friend had to kill them to save me!"

The "Heartless Ghost" in the police files is cruel and vicious, a thug without a heart, but the King of Clubs in the skyscraper is a boy who never grows up, innocent and foolish, kept in a floor full of paper figures.

“It seems he’s just a pawn abandoned by the gods.” Ji Zheng stared at the little boy: “He was a playmate of the gods, and the gods have always used him as a scapegoat, throwing all the blame on him, and poor him, he doesn’t even know anything about it.”

"What good will knowing do? In the eyes of the garden's owner, he's just a toy. Since when can a toy rebel against its owner?"

“We’re best friends! You can’t say that!” The boy struggled and resisted, but he couldn’t do anything to threaten Han Fei.

"You talk like a child. No wonder you'll never grow up." Han Fei held the boy in one hand and picked up the King of Clubs card in the other.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained the King of Clubs, the Joker, and successfully unlocked the final stage of the Joker case!"

"The Ghost Card Case (Level D): Creating villains and collecting sins, this deck of ghost cards represents more than just vicious criminals; it is a window through which eyes from the abyss peer into the human world."

"Final stage mission requirements: Identify the big ghost and the little ghost! The higher the damage inflicted on the big ghost and the little ghost, the higher the mission completion rate and the richer the rewards!"

"Attention! The owner of the four Kings knows some information!"

The D-level mission, "The Ghost Card Case," has finally reached its final stage. Completing the mission within the hidden map will reward double points. In addition, this mission is a special mission with other bonus rewards. If Han Fei can complete the mission with the highest completion rate, the reward will definitely be extremely generous.

"It seems like there wasn't much reward after completing the second phase of the mission." Han Fei grabbed the little boy's collar: "What's your best friend's name? Tell me everything about him."

With his masterful acting skills unleashed, Han Fei revealed his most cruel and terrifying side.

The boy's trousers were wet, and he wiped away his tears as he honestly answered Han Fei's questions.

The little boy's best friend was Gaoxing. They were classmates and both were bullied. However, the chubby boy never fought back, while Gaoxing always fought back and ended up being bullied even more.

Through the boy, Han Fei learned some things about Gao Xing's school days, but the identities of the big ghost and the little ghost remained a mystery.

No matter how much they pressed him for answers, there were no answers. The boy's memory seemed to be stuck at the age of eight.

In order to find out the truth, Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the boy's soul.

As Han Fei focused his mind, all he saw was the silhouette of a thin boy holding a knife; this was the only memory in the chubby boy's soul.

"Unspeakably, he was molded into the shape he wanted, and the boy's memories were hidden away." Just as Han Fei was worrying about what to do with the boy, the shadow of the shrine fused with the soul of goodness came over. He silently grabbed the boy and, after obtaining Han Fei's consent, stuffed him into his own stomach.

Hidden within the shrine's shadow is a house of death, a refuge from calamity that strips enemies of their memories of death.

Han Fei's House of Death is exceptionally powerful because he died hundreds of times in the Manager's Mission and ninety-nine times in the Memory World of the Shrine. He wins entirely by sheer numbers.

The boy, locked in the House of Death, lay paralyzed on the ground, the threads of fate creeping up his body, the tide of death engulfing him.

The boy cried and begged for mercy, but gradually his cries changed, shedding their childishness and becoming more and more like those of an adult.

When the tide of death recedes, an ugly, deformed old man lies on the floor of the House of Death; this is the true appearance of the King of Clubs.

"Attention, player number 0000! The House of Death can only exist for five more minutes! Collecting the brain fragments of number two and increasing your own death memories can extend the lifespan of the House of Death and strengthen it."

Upon hearing the system's notification, Han Fei quickly entered the room constructed of death.

The old man on the ground was clearly nearing the end of his life. The gods needed their childhood playmates, not an old man with one foot in the grave.

No matter how much the old man called out, his best friend did not appear to help him.

"Do you really think he's your best friend? He's been using you all along. He might have orchestrated your parents' murder. That child is the source of all your misfortune. Your tragic life started when you met him."

In five minutes, Han Fei didn't waste a single second. He activated his master-level acting skills, using both coercion and enticement. With the help of Xu Qin and the House of Death, he finally broke through all of the old man's psychological defenses.

The little boy had unconditional trust and obedience to the gods, while the old man was filled with resentment towards them. His life had been ruined by the gods, and he understood these truths, but he was powerless to resist them.

After turning back into an old man, his body began to deteriorate.

He had followed the gods since childhood, and perhaps it was only at this moment before his death that he truly made a decision on his own.

“I’ve always considered the gods my best friend, but in their eyes I’m just one of their creations. There are nine others like me, and the gods have numbered these creations according to their importance to them. The big ghost and the little ghost you’re looking for are among them. The big ghost is the gods’ loyal hound, and he lives in this building; the little ghost is the enemy’s blood relative, and he lives in the world on the other side of the mirror.” The old man’s skin cracked inch by inch, death was imminent, and the gods’ restraints began to backfire. His voice grew increasingly painful.

"The big devil's surname is Qiu, the little devil's surname is Fu; the big devil's work is called 'Beloved,' the little devil's work is called 'Judas'; the big devil is someone we both used to like! The little devil is a child who actively seeks out happiness! The big devil guards the true shrine! The little devil protects the body that the gods parasitize on the other side of the mirror! The big devil..."

Black blood gushed from the old man's mouth; his internal organs were completely rotten.

The first thing a person who has never disobeyed the gods does after finding their true self is to betray them.

"Kill him, kill him..."

The old man's body turned into a pile of minced meat; he was doomed the moment he opened his mouth.

“The House of Death isolates him from the outside world, essentially creating an independent space. It is only here that he dares to speak the truth.” Han Fei stepped out of the shadow body of the shrine. He received another system notification: he must continue to kill and create death so that the House of Death can be reopened.

“Let’s go, let’s keep going up. The other brain fragments of Number Two are calling me.” With Xu Qin and Da Nie around, Han Fei felt incredibly safe. Even if that disaster-level night watchman came back, he wouldn’t be afraid. “Or should we just take the stairs?”

Han Fei instinctively grabbed Xu Qin's hand and examined her fingers, which were clearly uninjured: "Have you been inside the stairwell before? Did you fight any of the forbidden creatures inside?"

"I don't recommend you take the stairwell. That taboo spirit is something that's unspeakably and deliberately allowed to roam freely in the stairwell, attacking passersby indiscriminately. I can't guarantee 100% that I can protect you from its attacks." Xu Qin saw through Han Fei's little scheme and grabbed his hand in return: "Your evil spirit said you want to be eaten by me? Have you had such a strange idea since the first day you met me?"

“He’s an evil spirit who loves to spread rumors and sow discord. Sometimes he’s not quite clear-headed, so don’t take what he says to heart.” Han Fei coughed and quickly let go of his hand: “Then let’s go through the elevator shaft again.”

"Don't always run away. We're all people without a tomorrow, so let's cherish the present." Xu Qin smiled, and the countless curses surrounding her slowly receded from her body. In just a few days, the curses on Xu Qin's body had almost doubled; she had "fed" quite a bit in this skyscraper.

"I cherish the present, but I hope even more to bring you tomorrow." Han Fei hurriedly ran towards the elevator shaft, as if being chased by something.

Ji Zheng and Mr. Mo followed behind, but the pressure from Xu Qin was too great for them to speak.

“Next time, I won’t let you come to such a dangerous place alone.” Xu Qin patted Da Nie’s head. As they passed the Soul of Goodness, she suddenly thought of something funny and asked it with a smile, “Tell me, has he ever thought about being eaten by me?”

The silent, benevolent soul nodded: "He cherishes you more than himself. If he had to choose between the deeper world and reality, he would stay here with you."

Compared to the unreliable evil spirit, the words of the good spirit gave Xu Qin a different feeling. She didn't say anything more and protected Han Fei as they entered the elevator shaft.

Other men use acting skills to deceive emotions, but Han Fei uses masterful acting skills to conceal his true feelings. To understand him, one must wait until his soul is separated.

Han Fei and his group arrived at the sixtieth floor via the elevator shaft.

The sounds of fighting coming from upstairs can be clearly heard from here, and the shaking of the building is becoming more and more obvious.

“There are three terrifying forces fighting on the top floor, all of them are at the level of butterflies.” Xu Qin’s eyes showed a hint of worry: “If I release all the seals and transform into the source of the curse, I should be able to barely fight against one of them. If only the ghost manager of the paradise hadn’t left.”

"Is he strong?"

“Yes, that old man was very secretive. He was probably the last ‘gift’ the old building manager left for you.” Xu Qin sensed the secret about the ghost manager, but she didn’t reveal it.

"You actually still remember Fu Sheng?" Han Fei was more interested in something else.

"Is Fu Sheng the old building manager's name?" Xu Qin shook her head: "I'm slowly forgetting him. This kind of forgetting is something even the black fire of hatred can't fight against. Perhaps after he becomes unspeakable, I can remember the person I want to remember forever."

"It's alright, I remember Fu Sheng, I'll remind everyone every day from now on." Han Fei walked at the front, now full of energy: "Let's rescue the teacher first, and then we'll think about other things."

Looking at Han Fei's figure, Xu Qin lowered her voice: "The Ghost Manager said that all those who possess the Black Box will eventually be forgotten forever. This is their destiny, and that's why the secret of the Black Box can be kept forever."

Xu Qin's concern was not for Fu Sheng, nor was her desire to become the unspeakable reason for Fu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)