My Healing Games

Chapter 820 They are back

A skyscraper, sixty stories high.

This place looks exactly the same as reality, as if we've returned to the old city of Shanghai at midnight.

“People who go down fifty floors think that going up fifty floors is heaven, but when they actually get here, they find that it’s just like going from one hell to another.” Ji Zheng was taking pictures with his camera, and the corridor in the lens was completely different from the corridor in everyone’s eyes.

Hidden beneath the wall are plant roots that resemble blood vessels, and numerous flowers that look like human faces bloom overhead. The ground occasionally dips down, as if giant insects are crawling underneath.

In Ji Zheng's lens, the sixtieth floor looks like a blood-red botanical garden, filled with man-eating monsters.

"Compared to living people and animals, the gods prefer plants, which is one of the reasons why he calls himself the master of the garden." Mr. Mo stood between Ji Zheng and Han Fei, covering his mouth and nose, looking very nervous: "You must not underestimate these strange things. They feed on souls and flesh and blood, and have already transcended the category of plants. You can think of them as sentient killing machines."

A faint fragrance wafted in the air, and occasionally a few powders would fall from above, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. I longed to find a comfortable bed and drift off into a dream from which I would never wake.

Are there no living people on this floor?

"The higher you go, the fewer living people there are. In the eyes of the gods, there is no difference between humans and animals; they are just fertilizer." Ji Zheng arrived at the fifty floors he had been longing for. He had been observing the frightened boy's physical condition, worried that the pollen would irritate the boy: "These plants kill people as easily as drinking water. They feed on souls and are incredibly terrifying. However, they also produce fruits that are very useful to the living."

"fruit?"

“One of the reasons I wanted to come up to the fiftieth floor is for the fruit.” Ji Zheng held the fearful boy’s hand. “This child is teetering on the edge of becoming taboo. Only the fruits that can soothe the soul can help him alleviate his pain.”

Han Fei nodded: "Then do you know where the fruit is?"

“I don’t know either, but I’ve heard people say that in every floor overgrown with plants, there’s a core ‘plant,’ which the gods call the main soul. It’s planted by the gods themselves and occupies the best spot. Near it, there’s a fertilizer pool filled with corpses, and the stench of blood can’t be masked by the fragrance of flowers. So, as long as we follow the scent, we’ll definitely find the main soul and obtain the most precious soul fruit.” Ji Zheng walked ahead with his camera. To save the boy, he no longer hid behind like a coward and took the lead.

“Um… I can roughly sense the location of the ‘fertilizer pool’,” Li Rou whispered. Ever since she saw Xu Qin, she hadn’t dared to speak too loudly. “The half-deformed ghosts are extremely sensitive to flesh and blood. After I entered this level, I smelled a deeply hidden stench hidden in the fragrance of flowers.”

She carefully avoided Xu Qin and took the initiative to lead the way.

After the group walked through what appeared to be an ordinary corridor, Ji Zheng's hand holding the camera began to tremble slightly; he had noticed a change in the world seen through the lens.

The ground was covered with flowers that looked like mouths, and overhead were branches that swayed like living human arms. The fine roots were like nets spread on the wall, and any passerby would probably be swallowed up.

"Just keep moving forward, leave the rest to me." Xu Qin spread her five fingers, and black fire, hidden within the curse, spread across the roots of those plants.

Although they are plants in appearance, they emit extremely miserable cries when burned by black fire, and Han Fei's House of Death continuously collects death intent.

One by one, the human-faced flowers were burned. Xu Qin's appearance greatly changed Han Fei's situation. They used black fire to burn a passage and successfully entered the core area of ​​the sixtieth floor.

"This floor is somewhat similar to the gardener's villa. It uses various souls and flesh to cultivate flowers unique to the deep world, and then lets them continuously mutate until they bloom into flowers that have never appeared in the deep world before." Han Fei learned the skills of planting flowers from the gardener. Whenever he saw a rare flower, he would rush to have Xu Qin pick it and give it to him.

Ji Zheng watched Xu Qin continuously sending flowers to Han Fei with a strange look in his eyes. He felt that he had seen similar scenes on TV before.

Han Fei, who possesses the E-level talent ability of flower language, can communicate with flowers. Each flower here is a soul, just like the paper figures on the 51st floor. They did everything they could to climb up from the bottom 50 floors, never expecting to be greeted with such an ending.

Human nature is incredibly complex, and so are the flowers that bloom from it.

Those human faces on the flowers bore the marks of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; only after they were picked did they dare to express their true inner thoughts.

In order to protect themselves, they betrayed Han Fei faster than turning the pages of a book, directly pointing him in the right direction.

The fragrance in the air gradually became stronger, but smelling this floral scent for too long can make people feel dizzy and nauseous.

"It should be right here."

The black flames of hatred burned away the plants' disguise, revealing the true appearance of the sixtieth-floor core area to the group.

The roots of all the plants and flowers are connected to the central pillar of the building, which is like a heart connected by countless blood vessels, controlling the plants on the entire floor.

"Strange, the second brain fragment seems to be hidden in the pillar as well." Han Fei stopped in his tracks. He remembered the human pillar he had seen on the forty-ninth floor, which was the closest he had ever come to death since entering the skyscraper.

"You stay here." Xu Qin could be quite assertive at times, such as when Han Fei might be in danger.

Her pale fingers gripped the knife, and ten curses filled with hatred transformed into giant black demons, swirling around her.

"I have consumed a lot of the curse of hatred. If I want to grow faster, I need to taste the unspeakable poison."

The sea of ​​flowers withered in the black flames, and Xu Qin took out a kitchen knife and chopped at the pillar in the center of the floor!
Blood oozed from the ugly, withered vines; it had devoured countless living people, extinguishing the hope of the living within its filthy body.

"Flowers are the soul of blossoming, and the gods must have built this level to cultivate a particular flower."

Vines crawled along the pillars, and ugly, disgusting faces peeked out from beneath the dark branches and leaves.

A large number of poisonous insects parasitized around the pillar. They were huge, half-human and half-insect, and compared with the flower of the soul, they were the ugliest and most filthy creatures in the world.

No girl likes insects, and Xu Qin was no exception. Instead of wielding the knife, she reached out and grasped the blade.

The blood of her soul slid down the blade, and the curses around her rushed to devour it. All the curses that drank Xu Qin's blood turned into evil spirits.

The curse and the garden owner's insectoids clashed, creating a blood-red wave. However, Xu Qin never glanced at the scum. She stared at the pillar in front of her, the blood between her fingers clinging to the kitchen knife.

The pitch-black death curse was fused with the blade, and the aura emanating from that knife was far more terrifying than that of the Rebirth Blade.

Stepping forward, with black flames clearing the way, Xu Qin did not launch a sudden attack. Her fighting style was completely different from Han Fei's; she crushed him head-on, giving him no chance to retaliate.

"What a terrifying woman..." Ji Zheng glanced at Han Fei secretly, feeling a mixture of admiration and envy. He now understood where the other woman's greatest confidence came from.

Countless vines were torn apart, and the branches and leaves were burned layer by layer. With the layers of protection removed, the pillar was revealed to be its original form.

On the pillar covered with human faces, a beautiful red spider lily blooms.

The flower took root on a fragment of a brain, its roots extending into the mouths of all the faces on the pillar. The gods were using the nutrients from this layer to nourish the flower.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered a D-grade rare flower—Beloved!"

“Beloved: This was the garden owner’s favorite flower. He loved that woman, or at least that’s what he and she were deceiving themselves.”

The system's prompt reminded Han Fei of something else: before the little fat boy died, he told him that the title of Da Gui's work was "Beloved," which meant that this flower was very likely related to Da Gui.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the top floor grew stronger and stronger. Han Fei didn't care about anything else and immediately shouted at Xu Qin, "Destroy everything except the brain fragments!"

After saying those words, Han Fei felt a chill run down his spine, as if his breath had frozen into ice. It was as if he had violated some taboo in the hearts of the gods.

With a raised knife, Xu Qin didn't care what the gods thought. With a swift stroke, the cursed blade severed the flower stem, and a woman's piercing scream rang out from the fallen spider lily!
Han Fei's ears were bleeding, and Ji Zheng and the others also fell to the ground.

Only Da Nie and Xu Qin remained unaffected inside the building. As Xu Qin sheathed her sword, Da Nie excitedly charged toward the human pillars, violently slamming into the faces of those pierced by plant roots.

Han Fei always inadvertently violates the taboos of the gods, while Da Nie always likes to provoke the gods. In order to leave no chance for its master to live, it has gone to great lengths.

All the plant roots and vines were flailing wildly, trying to retrieve the fallen flowers, and Da Nie charged headlong into the encirclement.

The plant roots on the human pillar pierced the body of the Great Evil, which then injected soul poison into the human pillar with a look of enjoyment.

Large swathes of roots withered, and Xu Qin picked up the flower named Beloved.

A curse unique to Xu Qin climbs up the flower stem, and Xu Qin wants to transform this flower into the shape she desires.

Petals fell, and all sorts of chaotic noises began to emerge from upstairs. The elevators in the elevator lobby seemed to have all gone out of control, plummeting wildly, and the entire building seemed to be screaming.

The overwhelming sense of oppression rendered everyone immobile, but Xu Qin, holding the flower, looked up defiantly.

The screams drew ever closer, and as one of the elevators opened on the sixty-first floor, the oppressive feeling reached its peak.

Red blood flowers bloomed on the walls burned by black fire, and a strange fragrance filled the sixty-first floor.

Footsteps sounded, and the next moment, crimson light enveloped the core area where Han Fei was located.

A woman stood at the entrance of the corridor, wearing a long dress woven from souls and a queen's mask.

The woman exuded an unreal quality; she seemed like a ghost created by the gods, embodying all the perfection that the gods could conceive of.

"This is the Great Ghost?" Han Fei took out the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade.

“No, she should just be a flower in the unspeakable garden, far from being a true love.” Xu Qin snapped off the flower stem, picked up a petal and put it to her lips: “But I really like the taste of this flower.”

Drawing her sword forward, Xu Qin is the kind of person who appeals to both men and women. After all, who wouldn't want to meet such a friendly older sister in the deeper world?
Upon hearing Xu Qin's voice, rose-like marks appeared on the "Empress's" fair skin. It seemed that whenever her emotions fluctuated greatly, these marks would appear.

"I'll stop her. You all hurry up and destroy what's inside this pillar." Xu Qin tossed the flower to Han Fei and stood alone between the Empress and the human pillar.

Han Fei wasted no time; he had the Soul of Goodness pull the third brain fragment from the plant roots.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained a D-grade rare fragment - Brain."

"Brain (Class D Fragment): An unspeakable fragment of the main body of the brain, enough to nourish the soul flowers of the entire building, inheriting his strongest abilities in life! Now you have successfully gained his approval and can use the abilities attached to it."

"Usurpation of Godhood (one of the exclusive abilities of a D-level brain fragment): Sacrifice a remnant soul, and at the cost of losing everything, forcibly enter the unspeakable shrine, starting from nothing, and usurp the divine position!"

"Attention! This ability can only be used once each night. After touching the statue, you can forcibly enter unspeakable memories, at the cost of losing all your abilities, so that the shrine master cannot locate your position in the memory world!"

"Caution! The probability of survival after using this ability is virtually zero!"

As the Soul of Goodness handed the brain fragments to Han Fei, the last chain deep within his mind shattered automatically, and an irresistible force drew the blank soul that symbolized Han Fei's childhood into the brain fragments.

Good, evil, and the void of childhood—all three chains binding the blood-red orphanage snapped, and Han Fei's mind instantly turned blood red.

Figures appeared by the windows of the Blood Orphanage classroom. The bell rang, and a strange song sung by thirty children floated in his mind, coming from Han Fei's mouth.

(End of this chapter)