My Healing Games

Chapter 87 I Can't Live in Your Eyes
Han Fei tried to communicate with the other party, but there was no response. He opened the attribute panel, stared at the exit button, and began to search for useful clues in the bedroom.

Wardrobe, bed, pillows—when Han Fei tried to open the bedside table, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

Slowly turning his head, Han Fei realized that, without him noticing, all the dolls and plush toys in the entire bedroom were now looking at him.

The dolls were in different poses; some were lying on the ground, some were lying on their backs, and some were standing against the wall, but at this moment, all of their heads were facing Han Fei.

Those eyeballs, made of buttons, plastic, and metal, seemed to contain some kind of emotion, revealing malice and pain.

Trapped in an inescapable room, and watched by a group of eerie rag dolls, even the seasoned Han Fei was starting to panic.

He pinched himself hard, forcing a near-perfect fake smile: "I think there's been some misunderstanding between us. I feel sorry for you, and I really want to punish those murderers. I'm not a hypocrite; I want to help you get revenge!"

Han Fei sensed that Ying Yue was there, and to increase his persuasiveness, he took out a hair doll with Ying Yue's name on it from his inventory.

The moment he took out the doll, the temperature in the room almost dropped to freezing, and the ring on his hand also began to feel cold.

"You shouldn't have to suffer this pain; the ones who should suffer it are the ones who hurt you."

Before the other party went berserk, Han Fei carefully removed the nails from the hair puppet, and then carefully folded the piece of paper with Ying Yue's name and birthday written on it, and put it in his pocket.

After getting up and leaving the princess's room, Han Fei went into the adjacent bedroom and took out the woman's diary and the child's sketchbook.

He tore a few pages from the picture book, folded them into a simple paper figure, and then wrote the words "Mingmei" on the back of the paper figure.

All the dolls and puppets in the room were staring at Han Fei. Before anyone could figure out what Han Fei was doing, Han Fei picked up the nail that had once been nailed to Ying Yuefa's doll and stabbed it hard into the paper figure with Mingmei's name on it.

“They have committed such heinous crimes, they absolutely cannot be allowed to get away with it. The pain you have endured should be experienced by them too!”

After saying that, Han Fei tore a few more pages from the woman's diary and folded them into another paper figure: "Could you tell me that woman's name? I really want to help you!"

The nails that were once embedded in his body are now piercing into the paper figure, which bears the name of the person he hates most.

The chill in the room seemed to have dissipated somewhat. The rag dolls and puppets were still staring at Han Fei, but the resentment in their eyes was mainly focused on the paper figures.

Han Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief; his attempt to divert attention had been very successful.

The indoor temperature returned to normal, but the chill emanating from Han Fei's ring continued to increase, as if the most terrifying ghost in the room was about to appear.

Without fear or flinching, Han Fei looked frankly at the rag dolls filling the room: "I've come to take revenge with you."

Han Fei now wished he could write these words on his body to express his goodwill.

Perhaps because they had never met a neighbor like Han Fei before, room 1084 began to slowly change. The originally closed wardrobe suddenly opened a crack, revealing a blood-red eye.

And this was just the beginning. Behind the bookshelves, in the gaps of the blankets, beside the curtains, and even the eyes of the figures on the walls began to blink.

Eyes opened in the room, as if something that had been sleeping was beginning to awaken.

The chill emanating from the landlord's ring had already surpassed that of the neighbor on the ninth floor, and what alarmed Han Fei was that the chill on his finger was still intensifying.

When the chill emanating from the ring reached its peak, all the eyeballs began to bleed, and at the same time, the system's voice rang in Han Fei's mind.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the G-rank hidden quest – Pupil House!"

"Tongwu (G-level hidden mission): Find Yingyue and leave room 1084 alive."

There is no time limit or additional requirements. This newly triggered hidden quest is quite different from the hidden quests that Han Fei accepted before.

Those sleeping eyes kept opening, and Han Fei was already feeling suffocated.

The two sides were far too mismatched in strength. The other side wasn't targeting him at all; their mere presence was enough to affect him.

"Is this the ghost that lives on the eighth floor? How terrifying must the ghost hiding on the ninth floor be?"

With nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide, Han Fei had no choice but to muster his strength and search for Ying Yue.

"This hidden mission is divided into two stages. The system probably won't assign it randomly. The first step to leaving alive should be to find Ying Yue."

As Han Fei began to move, the ghost on the eighth floor fully awakened.

Those eyes, filled with blood and tears, stared at Han Fei. A girl's crying sounded from somewhere in the room, and then crying sounds echoed from all over the room!

"What happened? Did Yingyue cry out in these places?"

The crying was heartbreaking, and there were faint cries for help mixed in, as if a child hoped someone would find her.

"With her vision problems, Yingyue's world is shrouded in darkness, and she is surrounded by malice and harm. She must want someone to find her and save her."

Han Fei no longer hesitated. He stretched out his hand, wanting to use the landlord's ring to sense the other party's location, but the ring could only sense a general area.

"Ying Yue is in this bedroom right now! She must be hiding inside one of the dolls!"

There were just too many dolls and figurines in the room, but Han Fei had no other choice. He squatted down and examined each doll one by one.

As he picked up a large plush dog toy, Han Fei suddenly felt that the plush toy was heavier than a normal toy.

Han Fei unzipped the back of the puppy toy and saw an arm wrapped in tape.

The moment Han Fei saw the arm, he immediately thought of a line from that woman's diary—"On January 15th, Mingmei wanted to get a pet, but unfortunately Yingyue was in poor health and allergic to animal fur. Their personalities really don't match."

"Yingyue is allergic to animal fur, and Mingmei wants to get a pet. Could that woman have disassembled Yingyue and put her into a plush toy?"

Han Fei took a deep breath. He had already considered the worst possible angle of the other party, but he found that he had underestimated their malice.

His fingers trembled slightly, but Han Fei forced himself to concentrate as he opened all the plush toys in the room.

He peeled off the tape bit by bit, and finally pieced together a girl with her eyes tightly closed in this room full of eyes.

(End of this chapter)