My Healing Games

Chapter 825 Does "monster" refer to people like me?
"Attention player number 0000! You have triggered the shrine random quest - Secret Vault."

"Mission requirements: Enter Gao Cheng's secret vault before nightfall and obtain the items he left behind."

After reading the diary, Han Fei triggered a random quest from the shrine.

“The things Gao Cheng values ​​most are not in the teachers’ apartment; he has hidden them all in a secret storeroom outside the school. It seems he doesn’t trust the people in the school.”

Han Fei memorized the map from the diary, put away the diary and key, and then rummaged through the room to find a worn-out backpack. Following the instructions in the diary, he filled it with a large amount of paper money and some simple tools before leaving the room.

Without disturbing anyone, Han Fei quietly left the school through the back door.

Beyond the high walls lies a desolate wasteland. The high-rise buildings remain as they were before, but the people who built them and the residents who lived inside are long gone.

Quiet, eerie, and filled with an atmosphere of unease.

Han Fei was on edge as he walked in the shadows of the wall.

Around the school, you could occasionally see other living people. They were wearing dirty and tattered clothes, and many of them had wounds and sores on their bodies. They looked at Han Fei with strange eyes, fear, apprehension, and disgust.

"Pah!" A mouthful of spit landed in front of Han Fei. A disheveled beggar was slumped in the corner, sprawled on a tattered straw mat, his eyes filled with hatred for Han Fei: "Monster, disgusting monster!"

"A monster?" Han Fei looked at the beggar, who showed no fear whatsoever.

"Kill me, kill me! You filthy monsters! You don't deserve to be called human!" The beggar became agitated, the wound on his neck was torn open, and dirty blood flowed out, dripping onto the mat.

"I have no reason to kill you." Han Fei didn't want to cause trouble. He could tell from this beggar the attitude of some of the survivors towards the school.

Han Fei hurried away, his steps quickening.

As he began to accelerate, he heard a strange sound coming from behind him.

Looking back, Han Fei discovered that the beggar hiding in the corner had disappeared, leaving only the blood-stained mat on the ground.

"Someone followed me out of the school?" Han Fei's five senses were far beyond those of ordinary people, but due to the effects of mental pollution, he had not yet recovered to his best state.

“Gao Cheng’s secret warehouse is in a white building. That area is right next to the Third Eye Hospital of the Ghost Building, so very few people go there.” Han Fei glanced at his watch: “It will be dark in about an hour. Time is tight, we can’t wait.”

Relying on Gao Cheng's map, Han Fei deliberately chose dangerous routes. There were fewer and fewer living people on both sides, and no shops could be seen around. All that came into view were large areas of buildings with all the doors and windows boarded up.

"The wooden planks and thick curtains blocked out the sunlight, isolating the buildings from the outside world; each building was a miniature ghost town."

Gao Cheng's map recorded information about some special buildings in the area around the school, but it was limited to the area around the school. The new Shanghai has completely changed, and no living person can enter the depths of the city anymore.

Based on his experience in surviving in the deep world, Han Fei spent forty minutes walking to a small hotel that was boarded up.

This hotel was intended for migrant workers, but the unscrupulous landlord had divided it into countless small cubicles. It was identified by the school as a "white building" (a building with no legal permits or licenses).

The cursed object in the inn is a piggy bank, and the number of ghosts is unknown, but the most powerful one should be the unscrupulous landlord.

Gao Cheng kept very detailed records. He even mentioned in his diary how to avoid unscrupulous landlords and curses: paving the way with money.

Han Fei easily removed the seventh wooden plank from the back window on the first floor and quietly entered the "white building".

The temperature inside the building is much lower than outside, and even if you wear a lot of clothes, you will still feel cold.

"This feels even more terrifying than the Deep World. Has something gone wrong during the merging of the two worlds?"

Following the address recorded in his diary, Han Fei arrived at the second floor, where the rooms were densely packed like a honeycomb.

Normally, even if those compartments were very dense, they wouldn't turn out like this. The building itself began to become deformed under the influence of the cursed object and obsession.

Taking out his key, Han Fei pushed open the door to a cubicle, took out a handful of paper money from his bag and scattered it next to the cubicle, then continued forward.

After walking for a few minutes in the cubicle, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps. Something seemed to have sensed his presence and was rushing towards him at high speed!

One by one, the cubicle doors were pushed open, the banging sounds growing ever closer! They were getting closer and closer to him!
Holding his breath, Han Fei was already mentally corrupted. All the negative emotions in his heart would be amplified, and the more he thought about those bad things, the more likely those bad things would happen.

"If it's just regret, that's fine." Han Fei also started to speed up, racing against time, but he was still a step too slow, and the sound of the door opening behind him caught up with him!

There was no light inside the building. Han Fei stared at the door to his cubicle behind him. The sound of the door opening had disappeared outside. The ghost was now separated from him by a thin, cheap wooden door.

Gripping his short knife tightly, Han Fei stared intently at the slowly turning doorknob; those few seconds felt like an eternity.

With a gentle snap of the spring clip, the door behind Han Fei opened a crack.

"It's not moving?"

Han Fei grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door open completely, revealing a very ordinary-looking piggy bank placed outside.

"The cursed object is here, which means..."

A bone-chilling cold appeared behind Han Fei. He took out the Ghost Mirror and glanced at it. A pale human face was pressed against his shoulder.

The man's eyes were filled with greed; his brain and stomach had been hollowed out, and his body was stuffed with paper money.

"landlord!"

Suddenly seeing ghosts appear, Han Fei remained calm. He took out paper money from his bag and kept stuffing it into his piggy bank.

That piggy bank seemed like a bottomless pit; it didn't look very deep, but it could hold an entire packet of paper money.

A chill gathered behind him, and Han Fei dared not be careless in the slightest.

He kept stuffing paper money into the piggy bank until he only had one last piece left, at which point the piggy bank and the ghost behind him disappeared.

"Was that considered money to buy your life?"

The appearance of the piggy bank and the landlord ghost also made Han Fei realize something else: to deal with ghosts, you don't necessarily have to kill them. You can break the deadlock more easily by using the weaknesses in their obsessions.

"The layout of the rented house is complicated, with countless cubicles. It would be difficult for an outsider to kill the unscrupulous boss and find the piggy bank. The determination of a miser to protect his property should not be underestimated. Gao Cheng must have seen this point, which is why he built the secret vault here."

Carrying a much lighter backpack, Han Fei wandered around for a long time before finally finding Gao Cheng's cubicle.

As Han Fei used the key to open the door, a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully completed the Shrine random quest - Secret Treasury and have received a large amount of experience reward."

After locking the door, Han Fei discovered a large amount of supplies inside, as well as some very rare cursed items.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered an E-grade cursed item—the Coin of Fate."

"Coin of Fate (Unique Cursed Item of Rank E): When used in conjunction with Gao Cheng's Greedy Personality, it can produce unexpected effects. However, under conditions of severe mental pollution, triggering this coin may exacerbate the mental pollution!"

"You have discovered an E-class cursed artifact—the Prosthetic Eye that Sees Death."

"The Prosthetic Eye That Sees Death: A demon is hidden within this eye. To use its power, one must exchange it for the eye of a living person. One eye can grant it ten seconds of assistance."

"You have discovered a Class F special cursed item—a black baseball cap."

"Black baseball cap: The owner of this hat was pierced by a steel bar that fell from a construction site. His soul is hidden under the hat. Wearing this hat will allow you to see and hear some special things, but wearing it for a long time will aggravate mental pollution."

"You have discovered a Class D special item—a birth certificate."

"Birth Certificate (Class D Special Item): This item is more important than your life! It is proof of all your past memories and the reason for your existence!"

Han Fei picked up the birth certificate and glanced at it. It looked ordinary and didn't seem like a Class D item at all.

"The First Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai? Gao Cheng was born there?"

After memorizing the hospital address and all the information therein, Han Fei began to study the three cursed objects.

The biggest difference between him and Gao Cheng is that he has extremely high resistance to curses, and it is difficult for him to suffer a backlash even if he forcibly uses them.

Putting on a black baseball cap, Han Fei's ears instantly picked up some strange sounds, and he could roughly determine the location of the ghost in the building.

"This thing is very useful."

There really is a ghost living inside the baseball cap, but it seems to be very lazy and has been sleeping all the time.

Han Fei didn't feel uncomfortable after putting on the hat, but after wearing it for a long time, he felt that something inside the hat was trying to crawl into his brain, and his scalp was slowly growing together with the baseball cap.

Picking up the prosthetic eye, Han Fei looked inside. He could clearly feel something staring back at him, both eyes revealing greed deep within.

"Both the heartless landlord and the ghost in Yi's eyes possess the quality of greed. Gao Cheng's own personality happens to be greedy. His ability to use these two cursed objects must be related to his special personality."

Finally, Han Fei picked up the coin. Every time he tossed the coin, he felt as if his life was spinning along with it.

The coin's origin is unknown. Using it might change Han Fei's predicament, but it could also push him into an even darker and more desperate situation in the future.

While studying the coin of fate, Han Fei also triggered the power of his own personality for the first time. The more greedy he became, the more insane he would become. This madness would constantly stimulate his brain, causing him to absorb the power of the cursed object many times over. His body slowly merged with the ghost in the cursed object, turning him into a mad monster.

"Greedy people are easily blinded by external things, but if they survive to the end, it's a winner-takes-all situation."

Han Fei held the coin of fate in his hand. He felt that he was more suited to this world than Gao Cheng. He kept increasing his resistance to the curse, seemingly for this very moment.

"Gao Cheng's diagnosis report says that he also has another hidden personality, and the abilities brought by different personalities seem to be different as well." Han Fei then thought of himself. He should be a healing personality. He wondered what kind of effect this personality could have in the world of the shrine.

Sitting in the secret storeroom, Han Fei ate the food left by Gao Cheng and sorted the remaining supplies.

The things here will last him a long time, but if you include the thirty students, it will clearly not be enough.

"Mental pollution stems from curses and ghosts, and I need to find a way to recover as soon as possible. That Teacher Wang is a pretty good person; I can make some more deals with him."

After figuring out how to trigger the power of his personality, Han Fei had another question in his mind: "Gao Cheng needs to use a cursed object to trigger the power of his personality. How did that boy who was full of death aura in the classroom during the day trigger his personality ability? He just woke up and didn't have time to find a cursed object!"

Han Fei realized he had severely underestimated those thirty children. Although they were all students, it was hard to say who would protect whom, since they were all members of the Laughing Clan's family. All the despair he had endured before would become the blood staining this shrine.

With three days left until the assessment, Han Fei doesn't plan to return to school tonight. It's already dark, and the outside might be even more dangerous than the inside of the White Building.

Han Fei grabbed a blanket and draped it over himself, intending to rest for a while, when he heard the sound of something heavy falling outside.

Leaning against the window, Han Fei peered out through the cracks in the wooden planks. A woman over 1.8 meters tall stood on the street, casually tossing away her black leather jacket to reveal incredibly terrifying tattoos on her body.

There was no sign of backing down or fear on the woman's face; she stared at the shadows before her, a look of excitement spreading across her face.

The unknown metal that had fused into her spine expanded outwards, and "bones" pierced her body. The chains broke, and she punched into the darkness, shattering the shadows.

"Why is Yan Lan here? Did she kill the beggar and have been following me?"

As the head of Class One, Yan Lan, with her fearless personality, is the strongest among all the teachers; no one can match her in a head-on confrontation.

Concealing his presence, Han Fei stood in the darkness, silently watching Yan Lan, who seemed to be searching for something.

(End of this chapter)