My Healing Games

Chapter 853 He had an excessive passion for his work.

After awakening in the world of memories in the shrine, Han Fei took over Gao Cheng's body and controlled his actions.

In some ways, he and Gao Cheng have many similarities: endless greed, the ambition to kill gods, and hatred for this broken world. But he is not Gao Cheng after all.

Just like when Han Fei possessed Fu Yi's body, Fu Yi would still cause trouble at the last moment. He didn't trust Han Fei at all; he was just using Han Fei to ease his relationship with all his lovers, waiting for the right time to come out and enjoy the final fruits of his labor.

Gao Cheng may have had similar plans at first, but in the process of integrating with Han Fei, he gradually made a completely different choice from Fu Yi.

In Gao Cheng's view, Han Fei had to be better than him. In order to satisfy his ambition and fulfill his final wish, he was willing to completely hand over everything to Han Fei.

Gao Cheng's hatred for the gods had become so intense that he was willing to pay any price to destroy them.

Now, waking up the little boy and helping him see the Ghost Mother one last time is Gao Cheng's final test for Han Fei, and also his last concern.

The core mission of this shrine is not only related to Han Fei's fate, but will also change Gao Cheng's own fate.

“I will take you to see your mother so that she can tell you her true thoughts in person.”

No matter how hard Han Fei tried, he couldn't wake the little boy. The boy stayed between the starlight and the abyss, sealing himself off.

With a sigh, Han Fei's thoughts left his mind: "No wonder Gao Xing considers Twin Flowers his most important work. Gao Xing and Gao Cheng are twin flowers with intertwined fates. One flower can only bloom by completely devouring the other. He wants to recreate that despair in me and Kuang Xiao."

In reality, Gao Xing's initial fate was destined to be devoured by Gao Cheng—his family, happiness, life, even his eyes. But later, some unexpected events occurred, and Gao Xing ended up completely devouring Gao Cheng instead.

"Laughter and I are also twin flowers, but we both seem to be quite laid-back and want to hand over this mess to each other."

Lying in bed, looking out at the city shrouded in darkness, Han Fei slowly fell asleep.

The healing starlight gently draped over each vengeful ghost, and the abyss of greed slowly calmed down, even the black water that had accumulated a large amount of despair receded somewhat.

When Han Fei woke up the next morning, his mental pollution index had dropped to thirty-nine, which was a relatively safe value for him.

After getting dressed, Han Fei tried to move his body a bit. After three days of rest, he had recovered most of his strength.

After a hearty meal, Han Fei took his "salary card," which was 200,000 yuan in debt, and went to the Calamity Investigation Department, hoping to receive some missions related to the Ghost Mother.

"Professor Gao, aren't you still receiving treatment?"

"Humanity is on the verge of extinction, how can I have the mind to lie in bed and rest?" Han Fei's voice was weak, but his words were firm: "Minor injuries do not keep me from the front line. Now is the time when the Investigation Bureau needs manpower, and I cannot waste the resources of the Investigation Bureau."

Han Fei demonstrated what it means to have a broad mind and integrity through his actions. Despite being so badly injured, he still kept the survivors who were being bullied by ghosts and monsters in mind, and even specifically requested to go to the most dangerous area, Area A.

If it weren't for the prior knowledge that he possessed a greedy personality, many staff members of the investigation bureau would probably have thought he was a homeroom teacher with great love in his heart.

After receiving a mission about the Food Pavilion in Area A, the entire 13th Investigation Team set off.

Riding a motorcycle borrowed from another investigation team, Han Fei approached Area A along a safe route. Just before arriving, he locked the motorcycle outside the danger zone.

Even during the day, sounds and smells can attract the attention of ghosts; not all ghosts are afraid of light.

"This is my second time here."

Looking at the red lanterns hanging in front of Shiwei Pavilion, Han Fei still remembered his disheveled appearance before: "Things are different now. After six personality awakenings and possessing two hatreds, I can walk sideways in the ordinary Red Mansion."

Han Fei casually pushed open the door of Shiweige, just like going to a barbecue stall downstairs from his own home.

"anyone there?"

Upon entering the hall, one finds tables covered with red cloth surrounded by paper figures, with eerie chewing sounds coming from all directions.

The temperature in the hall dropped significantly, and to Han Fei's surprise, he not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but actually felt quite comfortable, and the heat in his heart dissipated somewhat.

Han Fei walked straight to the kitchen, passing through tables of paper figures. If the ghosts of Shiwei Pavilion didn't come out, he would eat everything in the kitchen.

Skillfully prying open the floorboards, Han Fei summoned Jealousy and Hatred, ordering him to enter the underground storeroom of Shiwei Pavilion to move things: "Boss, if you don't come out soon, I'm going to empty this place out."

After the blood feast ended, there was nothing of great importance left in the storeroom except for a small amount of ghost blood and various kinds of unidentified meats, which seemed to be the finest sacrificial offerings.

"If it's not will and soul, it can't be swallowed into the abyss of greed; it can only be used directly here."

Han Fei summoned Wuchang again. This ghost was very special. It was the first vengeful ghost that Gao Cheng had obtained. It stayed by his side and nurtured him from a regret into a medium-sized resentment. Now, it was only a blood sacrifice away from becoming a large-scale resentment.

"These are offerings that are hard to find outside. Eat as much as you like. I'll figure out a way for the final blood sacrifice."

Turning to Gao Cheng's diary, one finds that Wuchang and Du Niao were Gao Cheng's best friends and the "people" he once trusted most. Based on this alone, Han Fei would not abandon them.

With Han Fei's permission, Wu Chang picked up the offerings, and the temperature in the kitchen dropped again. The paper figures outside all turned their heads and looked at Han Fei.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone dine and dash?" Han Fei pulled out the Butcher's Knife: "Get your boss out here, or I'll tear this Red Building down."

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—for Han Fei, thirty years was too long; three days was enough to change many things.

A chilling creaking sound came from the second floor. The wooden door was pushed open, and a family of seven walked out of the most luxurious private room. The old man standing at the front was the owner of Shiweige.

"I never imagined you would turn out like this." Han Fei had seen this family on television before. They had been studying cooking for generations and were proficient in all kinds of cuisines. He never expected that after the great disaster, they would become ghosts and still stay in the Food Pavilion to cook for other ghosts.

"I have no intention of getting into a conflict with you." Holding the Rebirth Slayer Blade, Han Fei slowly tossed the coin of fate into the air. The abyss of greed quietly emerged behind him, and the aura of hatred spread unchecked throughout the hall: "I was here before, you should still remember me."

Displaying strength is to avoid conflict; when Han Fei truly intends to kill, he never draws his sword beforehand.

"I am the child of the Demon Mother, and I want to see her one more time."

A living person claims to be the child of the Ghost Mother. The owner of Shiwei Pavilion doesn't know how to answer Han Fei's question. The Ghost Mother is the most unique person in Area A. No one wants to offend her, and no one wants to have too deep a connection with her.

"The Food Pavilion is a place you want to protect, and I also have things I want to protect. If you don't speak, I'll have to force you to talk." The black mist of greed began to spread, and the principal opened his eyes in the abyss.

After a brief standoff, the old man beckoned to the youngest child beside him and lifted the child's clothes.

On the child's back were written various dish names and taboos; those words, etched deep within the ghost's soul, were a curse in themselves, extremely terrifying.

"Is this a recipe specially made for the Ghost Mother?" Han Fei noticed that all the dishes had to be infused with a negative human emotion—regret: "Who did such a cruel thing as to carve the recipe on the backs of your descendants?"

The old man pointed to the top of his head, not daring to say a word. He didn't tell Han Fei any information about the Ghost Mother, but just patted the little ghost's head.

The child understood immediately and led Han Fei to the third floor, which was reserved for the Ghost Mother. He crawled into the dining table where the Ghost Mother often sat and took out a badly damaged nightlight from under the tablecloth.

The Ghost Mother seemed to know that Han Fei would come looking for her again, so she hid this thing in the Food Pavilion after they parted last time.

"Do I need to turn it on?" Han Fei was about to try turning on the light when the little devil waved his hand repeatedly. He then led Han Fei to the window, pointed to several buildings deep in Area A, and then pointed to the dark, cloudy sky.

"You mean after dark, I should go to those buildings and turn on the lights?" Han Fei had reviewed a lot of investigation records at the Disaster Investigation Bureau. The buildings that the little devil was referring to were all related to parenting education and welfare, and were not considered too dangerous. They were considered a buffer zone between the major black buildings in Area A.

The little devil nodded frantically; he was a little afraid of Han Fei.

"Then I'll trust you this once."

Han Fei returned to the first floor and withdrew Wuchang into the abyss of greed: "I won't take those ingredients for nothing. I will do my best to protect your whole family's lives in the future, provided that you have not deceived me."

After leaving Shiwei Pavilion, Han Fei arrived at the welfare home in the adjacent block. In the empty courtyard, various toys were moving on their own, and the cartoon portraits on the walls were blinking. Although the style of the paintings looked cute, it only gave people a strange feeling.

"With Shiwei Pavilion as the boundary, going any further in would take you into the core area of ​​Zone A."

Area A is the most dangerous of the several districts in Xinhu. Five black buildings have been identified, and there are many more haunted and forbidden buildings.

"The Bureau of Investigation's main investigation area is Area C. Area A is completely occupied by ghosts and monsters. If something happens to me, I won't get any support."

Concealing his presence, Han Fei put on a black baseball cap. He noticed something unusual as soon as he approached the orphanage.

Half-eaten food and unfinished packets of nutrient solution were lying in the courtyard.

"The nutrient solution hasn't solidified, and the food is very fresh. Has someone been here within the last half hour?"

Survivors in the city would not waste food, and expensive nutrient solutions were beyond the reach of ordinary disaster victims.

Having assisted the police in solving various cases, Han Fei, who was skilled in counter-surveillance and destroying evidence, possessed extraordinary insight. He quietly sneaked into the welfare home along the corner of the wall and found a large number of traces of human activity there.

"The ghosts and monsters don't seem to have any effect on them. Are these guys strong enough to crush most ghosts and monsters? Or are they, like the headmaster, followers of ghosts and monsters?"

Following the trail, Han Fei arrived at the multi-functional activity room on the second floor of the welfare home, where he heard the voices of several strangers through the door.

"In nineteen days it will be the birthday of the gods. Have you decided what gifts to prepare for them?"

"It has everything you don't have; and you can't give it what it wants."

"We should still send them. How about we turn Hope New City upside down and hold an unprecedented live sacrifice to celebrate the god's birthday?"

“The other companions won’t agree; they want to turn Hope City into their own killing paradise.”

Through the crack in the door, Han Fei peeked inside. There were three men in uniform standing in the activity room, and two corpses, tortured beyond recognition, lay at their feet.

"It's not a uniform from the Calamity Investigation Bureau..."

Han Fei had seen similar pictures in the Bureau of Investigation's files; it seemed to be the exclusive uniform of Hope New City's high-contribution citizens.

"Why do these three people look so familiar?"

After staring at them for a long time, Han Fei, relying on his extraordinary memory, finally remembered that he had seen several people in the police station files in reality!
When Kuangxiao, the god of usurpation, entered the shrine, many criminals in the skyscraper followed him in. These three, like Ma Jing, were all deranged killers who possessed the Joker card!

"The gods have given them preferential treatment, allowing them all to awaken special personalities. These guys seem to be doing quite well in Hope City."

Many psychopathic killers are extremely good at hiding themselves. In addition, they have no sense of guilt or shame. Even if they dismember their victims at night, they can still chat happily with the victims' families during the day. So it is normal that their psychopathic nature has not been discovered by the people of Hope New City.

“Gods also need birthday gifts, especially a god who has lacked love since childhood.” The oldest man among the three spoke up: “We can’t give gods what they want, but we can make them happy in other ways, such as torturing the people they hate by any means, or helping them gain their mother’s approval.”

"Ugly Bro, do you already have a plan?"

“My personality contains a strong possessiveness; I want to possess that ghost’s soul and love the gods in her place.”

The three people inside were all psychopaths in real life, so Han Fei wasn't surprised at all that they could have such thoughts.

(End of this chapter)