My Healing Games

Chapter 858 The First Step in Usurping Gods

After Li Xue left, Han Fei was left alone in the meeting room, sitting by the table by himself.

"The reason why Kuangxiao paid such a high price to lead us into the shrine is to usurp the god! While he's happy, we'll stir up trouble in reality, seize his shrine, and cut off his escape route!"

Li Xue's suggestion greatly inspired Han Fei, who wanted to seize the divine throne with Gao Cheng.

"Gao Cheng's wish is the core mission of the shrine. The three choices represent three different destinies: devouring, coexisting, and destruction. After I make my choice, the shrine's memory world will likely undergo some changes, and the alienation should continue to deepen."

Han Fei didn't know when Gao Xing's true form would return, so he had to hurry.

As Han Fei stood up, supporting himself on the table, he saw Touqi waiting for him with a form in hand as soon as he stepped out of the conference room: "Is there something you need?"

"This time, you discovered the loophole in Hope City on your own, killed eleven followers of the evil god, and rescued two members of the New City Law Enforcement Team, earning a total of 35,000 contribution points." Touqi handed the form to Han Fei: "The Evidence Section has a new Heart of Resentment. The director specifically asked me to reserve it for you. It only costs 10,000 contribution points. Do you want me to buy it for you?"

Ordinary ghost blood is relatively slow at clearing mental pollution. Han Fei knew his own situation, so he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, give it to me."

With a greedy personality, he dislikes nothing more than refusing other people's kindness.

"With an expenditure of 10,000, you still owe 175,000 contribution points." Touqi couldn't help but sigh, "At this rate, I estimate that the Investigation Bureau's warehouse will soon be emptied by you."

"We're all colleagues, why bother with so much?"

“We’re colleagues, but I feel like I’m working for you.” The seventh-day memorial touched the black ring. “I’m here on another matter. The acting principal, Yan Lan, wants to reorganize the school. Will you choose to stay with Investigation Team Thirteen, or go back to teaching?”

"This place is clearly more suitable for me."

"Since you're going to stay with the investigation team long-term, I suggest you select some promising juniors to train. After all, you're the only one in Team Thirteen right now, which makes many things inconvenient."

"Understood." Han Fei always felt that he was being treated specially on the seventh day after his death. The third team leader had a special personality and was not very sociable, but he mistakenly thought that Han Fei was the same kind of person, so he always liked to chat with Han Fei and comfort him.

"I'll deliver the resentment to your hospital room. I look forward to working with you on another mission next time." He left with a smile on the seventh day after his death. The investigation team had gained an extremely powerful new team leader, which was good news for everyone.

After bidding farewell to the deceased on the seventh day after his death, Han Fei went straight back to his ward. He was so tired that he fell asleep immediately and slept soundly that night.

The healing starlight illuminated the abyss of greed. Han Fei seemed to be having a dream in which he became Gao Cheng and was in a room full of flowers with a strange woman.

The woman pointed to all sorts of flowers, sunlight streaming down her long hair, filling the room with fragrance.

In the dream, Han Fei seemed to genuinely smile.

"Hey, did you have a nightmare? You have such a weird expression, it's terrifying." The child's innocent voice rang in his ears. Han Fei suddenly sat up in bed. He looked to the side and saw students number four, five, and two sitting on the sofa in the ward, all staring at Han Fei.

"When did you come in?"

"Your vigilance is too poor. If I wanted to kill you, you might never be able to open your eyes again." Number Four was very sarcastic, but Han Fei knew that he was a typical person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"Teacher Gao, we've finished resting and want to go out for a bit." Number Five took out a hand-drawn map, and Han Fei recognized the location marked on it—it was Ankang Pharmacy.

"What are you doing there?"

“We used the pretext of treating you to look through some of the internal documents of the Bureau of Calamity Investigation. When we entered the depths of the Evidence Department, we saw an altar.” Number Five silently wrote a number on the map—“0”.

"The aura emanating from that altar reminded me of someone, someone very special to us."

Han Fei knew who Number Five was referring to. The students must have sensed the aura of the maniacal laughter on the altar preserved by the Investigation Bureau, and they wanted to find information related to the maniacal laughter.

"You're not trying to stop us, are you?" Number Five seemed very polite, always with a smile on his face, but as a leader, he was actually the hardest to guess. Any natural manager must first learn to manage their emotions and not let others easily see their true intentions.

"Not only will I not stop you, I will also do my best to help you." Han Fei stared at Number Five very seriously: "In this world of the shrine, I will protect you unconditionally and trust you, because this is what he entrusted to me, and I will definitely do it."

“I thought it would take you a long time to convince you, but I didn’t expect… Number Two guessed right again.” Number Five shrugged: “Get some sleep, we’ll set off after dark.”

Number Five opened a black box on the bedside table in the ward, and the room temperature dropped instantly. Inside the box was a still-beating heart of resentment: "In return, we will help you eradicate mental pollution and help you recover as soon as possible."

The ward door was pushed open, and several other children walked in. They gathered around the bed and helped Han Fei swallow his resentment.

What was happening before their eyes was enough to terrify the doctors at the investigation bureau: a living person devouring the heart of resentment. In all the time since the disaster, they had never seen such a ferocious person.

"Don't worry, if you're scared, we can knock you out and give you general anesthesia." Number Four thoughtfully raised his fist.

"Then I'll just swallow it directly."

All the students' personality abilities were triggered. Han Fei enjoyed the same treatment as Number One. His luck attribute was temporarily boosted, and his mental world became incredibly slow. He completely swallowed the resentment that was like a bomb, and all negative emotions were suppressed. The purest obsession of resentment absorbed the filth in his mind and transformed it into a continuous source of soul power.

Only a very small number of resentful thoughts can give rise to a heart of resentment, and these resentful thoughts have the potential to ignite hatred, but now they have become Han Fei's food.

Han Fei could clearly feel his body improving, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It seems that both of my personalities have been enhanced."

"Out of every ten ghosts with resentment in their hearts, one will break through to become hatred. Based on this probability, you have already swallowed about half of hatred."

After the treatment was completed, the students left with peace of mind. They hadn't said they cared about Han Fei at all, but after Han Fei got into trouble, all of these children stood up to save him.

"Do all the kids who come out of underground laboratories have a stubborn personality?"

Han Fei lay on the bed, his consciousness sinking into his mind.

The little boy, representing Gao Cheng's present-day memories, sat on the edge of the abyss, bathed in starlight. The little girl, fueled by the black flames of hatred, stood in the abyss, curiously watching the child. Both she and the little boy had been in the deep-sea aquarium.
Over time, she also learned how Joy relentlessly tormented the little boy.

"The abyss is much more lively than before, but it's still far from enough." Han Fei's plan has been initially successful. His greedy personality and healing personality compensate for each other's shortcomings, allowing Han Fei to devour indefinitely. As long as he doesn't die, he can become more and more terrifying.

As Han Fei walked past the ghost, he seized Ugly Brother's soul and pinned the psychopathic killer to the edge of the abyss: "Tell me how to use this personality of yours, or I'll make you regret being born into this world."

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" Ugly Brother laughed dismissively. "Pain and despair only make me feel more comfortable."

"I love your rebellious spirit, so you'd better hold on." Han Fei kicked him into the abyss of greed, making him bear the despair hidden in the black water in place of the little boy: "Those methods of torture were used by gods. Now I'm using them on you. You've succeeded in your idol worship, haven't you?"

Ignoring Ugly Brother, Han Fei sat down next to the little boy, still replaying the dream he had just had.

What does it feel like to have a home?

Two grown-up children sat under the starlight; they were both twin flowers.

As the new day began, Han Fei went to the Investigation Bureau's canteen and indulged in a hearty meat feast, using up all his contribution points: "Switching to the Midnight Butcher was definitely a wise choice. When my mind is corrupted and I'm in a bad mood, I just eat meat."

Piles of empty plates were taken away, and the members of the Investigation Bureau who originally wanted to greet Han Fei all avoided him. Wild beasts are most easily angered when they are eating, and Han Fei is a super "ferocious beast" who has killed eleven followers of evil gods all by himself.

"The people from the Calamity Investigation Bureau are all very polite, and they even maintain a safe distance while eating. I'm starting to like this place."

Han Fei's health had improved considerably. He sought out the top student, and together they entered the Investigation Bureau's archives to discuss the possibility of using possessive personality traits to control the hatred in the eyes.

As it was getting dark, Han Fei, having made quite a haul, left the archives and entered the Bureau of Investigation's logistics support area.

Although it's called logistical support, it's actually just a place where ordinary people live. There are no idle people in the Bureau of Investigation; every member is contributing in any way they can to keep this war machine running.

Walking on the clean and tidy road, Han Fei noticed that the passersby around him looked at him with great respect, suggesting that the members of the investigation team held a very high position within the investigation bureau.

Upon entering the newly built school, the students are learning combat skills. To survive the great disaster, they must not only deal with ghosts and monsters but also be wary of the living.

"You're too early, it's not even dark yet." Number Five spotted Han Fei from a distance, jogged over, and said in a low voice, "Don't alert anyone on this trip. What we're doing can't be made public."

"If there are too many people, it will be easy to be exposed."

"You should be able to take five people out with you: Number One, Number Two, Number Four, Number Thirty, and me, right?" Number Five glanced at Han Fei's black ring: "You've made such a great contribution recently, hasn't the director promoted you?"

"I'll try my best." Han Fei arranged a meeting place with them, then found the logistics staff. He wanted to retrieve the car belonging to the evil god's followers, after all, it was his spoils of war.

The logistics staff were in a dilemma. The black heavy truck was also considered evidence and could not be driven out of the investigation bureau at will. Finally, after negotiations between the two parties, the logistics department provided a vehicle for the 13th group of the investigation team.

As night deepened, Han Fei went to pick up a task near the Ankang Pharmacy and drove away with five students.

He also encountered scrutiny, but Number Two seemed to have used his abilities to successfully slip through the cracks.

The night belongs to ghosts and monsters. Han Fei had always fought ghosts and monsters during the day, and the true power of those fierce ghosts had not been fully unleashed.

"Aren't we being too high-profile? Driving in the city at night?" Han Fei himself wasn't afraid, but he was worried about the five students in the car.

The other four are alright. Number 30 is a very naive little girl. She was also the first Han Fei she recognized, but she seems to have no fighting ability.

"Apart from those black buildings and a few other structures, nothing in Area C poses a threat to us," Number One said calmly. "As long as we don't actively provoke hatred, no monster can stop us."

"Looks like you guys haven't been idle these past few days, your strength has improved a lot, hasn't it?" Han Fei floored the accelerator, speeding up.

“We’re just slowly taking back what’s rightfully ours, but you’re quite the surprise.” Number Two seemed to be in a good mood: “Number One has the Miracle Personality, and you yourself are a miracle.”

Being praised for the first time, Han Fei suddenly didn't know how to respond, so he changed the subject: "There is a Yin merchant under Ankang Pharmacy who has been offering sacrifices to the altar. Perhaps we can make him an ally."

"Even after his soul was scattered beyond description, Yin Shang still insisted on offering sacrifices to the faceless statue. Such a devout believer should be granted the right to eternal life by the gods." Number Two seemed to have planned it all along: "Once we get to the underground, you will devour him and let him live forever in the abyss of greed."

"This... isn't quite right." Han Fei thought Yin Shang was rather cute.

“Only by being devoured by you and becoming a part of you can he truly escape the confinement of the shrine world. You are saving him.” Number Two smiled. “When the old gods fall, it is an honor to be eaten by the new gods.”

At midnight, Han Fei drove to Ankang Pharmacy and pushed open the door with his five children.

The Yin Merchant, who could smell the presence of living people from afar, quietly appeared. He took out a rotting human head from under his black robe, tilted his head, and examined the five students: "Gao Cheng, are these children the new sacrifices?"

(End of this chapter)