My Healing Games

Chapter 850 Eyes Overflowing with Despair

The dark, viscous sewage holds countless slumbers of despair and resentment; one can feel the oppressive atmosphere simply by standing at the edge of the underwater tunnel.

The ghost hidden in the underground aquatic life museum is definitely a hatred that has been ignited with black flames, and it is likely more terrifying than any hatred that Han Fei has ever seen before.

"What are your plans next?" Han Fei had already destroyed the surface structures of the aquarium, but under the influence of the Hateful Ghost Realm, it wouldn't be long before it was restored and became even more terrifying than before. "How about we bring over a few water pumps? Let's see if we can drain it dry?"

"It's no use. This black water is fused with resentment and will never dry up unless the hatred within it is killed." The leader of the third group is an expert on ghosts and monsters. Because of his special personality and abilities, he once integrated into the ghost community after the great disaster and lived as a ghost deep in the city.

"Going into the water is too dangerous; facing hatred alone is practically suicide."

The main body of the aquatic life museum is underground. There are two ways to enter: jump in directly through the opening above, or "visit" through the underwater tunnel.

"Let's leave it to the professionals."

The leader of Group Ten was a burly man. He carried various equipment to the water's edge, took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on. His strong, exaggerated muscles and refined face created a striking contrast.

“Determining the type of hatred doesn’t necessarily mean we have to go down there; we can lure it out.” The leader of Group Ten is named Academic Superstar, and he perfectly embodies that name. He is knowledgeable, ruthless in fights, capable of conducting research all night, and able to tear apart vengeful ghosts and resentful spirits with his bare hands.

One by one, the heavy boxes were opened, and all sorts of strange and unusual things were taken out. The top student built an altar next to the underground water tank, on which fresh sacrificial animals were placed.

"Stand back!"

Taking out a peach wood longsword, the top student threw a bag of meatballs made of fresh meat onto the water's surface, and with his free hand stained with ghost blood, he began to draw talismans.

"What is this team leader doing?" Han Fei asked, somewhat puzzled.

"After so many years of research, we can now determine the type of hatred in various ways." Touqi had a good impression of Han Fei and explained softly, "Ghosts that can become hatred-level beings can be roughly divided into several categories. One is an aggregation of various negative emotions, such as an aggregation of jealousy, an aggregation of fear, and so on. Once this aggregation ignites its own black fire, it will become extremely difficult to deal with and extremely difficult to kill. In addition to aggregations, there are also particularly extreme obsessions, such as hatred for a person or thing reaching its limit. After becoming a ghost, it continuously strengthens this hatred, sinking deeper and deeper, and eventually it can become pure hatred. This kind of hatred is the most common, such as the little girl you just swallowed."

"Then what does this have to do with the group leaders of Group Ten setting up the altar?" Han Fei still didn't understand.

"The third type of hatred is quite special. They are not real ghosts, but rather strange tales passed down by word of mouth that have become reality under the influence of the great disaster. Once these ghosts reach the level of hatred, they will be extremely terrifying. As long as people in the world talk about them, they will not be completely destroyed. The best way to deal with this kind of hatred is to seal it in a cursed object and bring it back to the Bureau." Touqi patiently explained to Han Fei, "The methods for dealing with each type of hatred are different, so we must first rule out the third case."

The meatballs sank to the surface, the talismans on the altar burned, and a large number of paper figures were poured into the water tank, but the hatred hidden deep in the water showed no abnormality.

The top student went through all the rituals: offering sacrifices to heaven, worshipping the earth, and summoning ghosts. "It seems this isn't the most difficult kind of hatred to deal with. Thank goodness."

After burning the offering table and the three sacrificial animals, the ten team members placed two huge silver boxes on the shore and took out various high-tech devices from them, including those for checking sound waves and detecting abnormal magnetic fields. They then sank the boxes into the black water and put on special helmets to monitor them in real time.

Ten minutes passed, and the equipment still hadn't sunk to the bottom.

When they tried to pull the equipment out, they felt a strong resistance, and the team members eventually only managed to pull back half of the broken rope.

“Don’t rush, I have other testing methods.” The top student gestured to his team members to drive the modified car nearby. He placed a medium-sized resentment imprisoned in a corpse on the water’s surface: “Be patient, watch me lure that thing out.”

The resentment manipulates the corpse, simulating human fear. To ghosts, these negative emotions are incredibly appealing.

"I refuse to believe it can hold back!"

The resentment within the corpse erupted with a terror far greater than ever before, and all thirteen investigation teams stared intently at the calm water, ready for battle.

A dozen seconds later, ripples appeared on the water's surface. At the same time, blood seeped from Han Fei's prosthetic eye in his pocket, staining his outer garment red.

"Gao Cheng's prosthetic eye is responding?"

Before Han Fei could even examine it, the corpse submerged in the water suddenly exploded, and the medium-sized resentment hidden within was crushed by some force, causing blood to rain down in the aquarium hall.

After trying various methods, the group leaders of Group 1 still couldn't determine the type and power of the hatred, so they all looked towards the location of Group 1.

The group leader glanced at Han Fei and asked, "Can the ghosts you command control the instruments?"

"I can try." Han Fei called out to the ghosts again, but the medium-level resentment could not enter the deep water at all. Xingfu and the principal had completely lost themselves and only knew how to destroy.

However, to help everyone scout the way, Han Fei endured the soaring mental pollution and let the principal enter the deep water, but it didn't force out the hidden hatred. The hatred at the bottom of the water seemed to have fallen into slumber, showing no reaction to the outside world.

When the mental pollution index was about to break through forty, Han Fei withdrew it, otherwise he might have a mental breakdown.

“It seems we have no choice but to go in. Groups two through seven, stand guard as planned. Groups eight and nine, I will go into the water to place the equipment in the designated location and activate it. Groups ten through thirteen, we will meet you at the entrance of the underwater tunnel.” The leader of Group One, who rarely spoke, finally spoke. He was a very cautious person, and every decision he made was carefully considered, because his words could very well determine the life or death of many members of the investigation team.

Entering the underground aquatic life museum was extremely dangerous, but none of the two groups that were called out by their group leader retreated. There was not a trace of fear or cowardice on their faces.

"Group Nine, in position." Runqiu, the leader of Group Nine, is the captain's daughter. She grew up at sea and participated in the rescue team. She used to be lively and cheerful, but during the disaster, her loved ones were killed one after another. She became moody and developed serious mental problems. After being treated by the Disaster Investigation Bureau, she awakened a dual personality - rage and silence.

Those who have fought her feel that she is like the ocean, sometimes furious and irritable, sometimes calm and peaceful.

All members of Team Nine have extensive disaster relief experience. They have experienced various extreme environments, including flash floods, swamps, and storms. They are a special team specially assigned to the survey squadron.

"Group Eight is in position." Taking off his hat, Qian Yi, the leader of Group Eight, appeared like a gentleman. He was a notorious gambler at the Xinhu underground casino. After the catastrophe, he gambled against a ghost, losing over a hundred million yuan, his lover, children, parents, a hand, an eye, and even his heart to an unknown deity. Possessing a gambler's personality, he was an absolute madman. His only wish for the rest of his life was to see that ghost one more time. He wanted to accumulate enough chips to gamble with that ghost one more time and bring his family home.

Group 8 is also a special investigation team. The members of this team are criminals who have made mistakes and need to redeem themselves by contributing to the investigation and earning their freedom.

"Check safety measures and diving equipment. All teams, be sure not to lose sight of each other."

After the group leader finished speaking, he took off his outer clothes, revealing his close-fitting diving suit. They had already considered this situation before the operation.

"On-site command is handed over to Ning Pan, the leader of Group Two. Prepare to go into the water!"

Leading by example, the team leader donned diving equipment and jumped into the dark, resentful sewage. He led three investigation teams to explore downwards along the outer wall of the underwater tunnel.

"These people have a terrifyingly strong will. The Calamity Investigation Bureau truly lives up to its reputation as the strongest stronghold. The vengeful spirits hiding their hatred can jump out without batting an eye."

Seeing how decisive these people were, Han Fei's eyes brightened. Even in the worst-case scenario, the flame of humanity had not been extinguished.

"Stay in the middle of the group and don't rush in." Long Yuan, the leader of Group Eleven, walked at the front of the group. They moved forward step by step until they reached the entrance of the underwater tunnel.

The once dreamlike underwater tunnel is now filled with murky, filthy, and corpses. Swollen, pale faces of the dead are pasted on the outside of the glass tubes, and occasionally, various unknown resentful spirits swim by.

About three minutes later, Ning Pan, the leader of Group Two, came from inside the Black Ring: "Groups Eight and Nine have successfully secured the detection equipment to the target location. Group One, please return immediately!"

The leader of the strongest group has now lost contact, and there has been no reply from the black ring.

"I'll repeat myself! Group One, please respond immediately!"

The numbers on the black ring are changing, and both groups nine and eight are sending back signals.

In three minutes, even if an accident occurred, it should have been noticeable. But no one expected that a group would disappear silently into the deep water.

Groups 8 and 9 decided to continue their dive to check on Group 1. All the investigation teams were focused on Group 1, but just then, another problem arose in the underwater tunnel.

As a strange noise came, Han Fei looked towards a certain spot in the tunnel, where something was vaguely approaching in the deep sea.

"Oh!"

After a slight impact, a pale human face was pressed against the outside of the glass tunnel. It was a head with completely degenerated eyes. The eyes of the monster in the dark water seemed to have a problem, as if there were two shards of glass full of impurities in the eye sockets.

"Eyes?" Han Fei subconsciously touched the prosthetic eye in his pocket; his palm was wet and covered in cold blood.

"Groups 10 to 13, pay attention! Guard the tunnel entrance!" Ning Pan, the leader of Group 2, was focused on stability and prepared to postpone the investigation after the unexpected incident.

The ghosts in the deep water seemed to sense the investigation team's retreat, and more and more regrets and resentments began to appear in the deep darkness.

The situation was critical. Underwater resentment suddenly began to gather. Before the people on the shore could figure out what was happening, a member of Group Nine surfaced, his face filled with terror. He shouted to the leader of Group Ten, "Dive to a depth of fifteen meters! No Group One members found! The instruments for Groups Eight and Nine are set up. Please activate the instruments immediately to determine the underwater situation!"

No one knows what the group has encountered. The only way is to activate the device to attract the ghosts' attention and see if it can help the group escape.

"With only two instruments set up, the effect will be much weaker, but we can only give it a try." The leader of Group Ten took out the remote control device and pressed the switch.

The calm water began to tremble. Inside the instrument were fragments of some idols, which the investigation team used to simulate an indescribable aura.

"Notice!"

Two beams of light shone into the water from the left and right, but the light could not travel very far in the sewage filled with negative emotions. The members of the investigation team could only vaguely see some outlines by using the power of their personalities.

As that extremely faint, indescribable aura spread through the deep water, the underwater silence was broken, and an extremely terrifying power awakened!
The members of Groups 8 and 9 left one after another. With the help of the bright light, they saw a dense mass of corpses and water ghosts.

"No response from Group One yet? Should we start the second phase?" Group Ten leader looked at Ning Pan, hesitant to make a decision.

"The longer this drags on, the more trouble it will cause! Activate immediately! All teams, prepare for rescue!"

"Roger that!"

The fragments of the idol inside the instrument turned to ashes, and an indescribable aura suddenly surged. Under this terrifying threat, the hatred in the deep water could no longer be hidden.

The pitch-black sewage turned blood red, and all the water ghosts ran around like madmen. Intense hatred burned like black fire in the water, and a pair of terrifying eyes stared at the members of the investigation team.

"The entire group is in its eyes!"

The two enormous eyeballs, one of which was entirely composed of various corpses, were filled with boundless resentment and exuded an aura of calamity and misfortune.

Another, clear and transparent one, burns with pure black flames of hatred, constantly scorching the obsession with revenge.

"Attention player number 0000! You have discovered hatred—a happy memory."

"Pleasant memories (catastrophic hatred): You always said I was your eyes, but now you want to give those eyes to another child. I understand now, you love him more than your own eyes! Or perhaps you're afraid that one day these eyes of mine will see the truth! So you want to turn me into a blind person like you!"

This was the first time Han Fei had seen the rating "Disaster-level Hatred" in the system notification, and he felt a very bad feeling about it.

"Normally, a group leader with the ability to confront hatred head-on should be able to escape, but now he's trapped silently in its eyes. This guy is far more terrifying than ordinary hatred!"

(End of this chapter)