My Healing Games

Chapter 884 Dare to kill my horse?
Upon hearing the system notification, Han Fei's expression froze, and the joy of his achievement vanished. He stared at the eyeballs sealed in the black jar, where black mist began to gather like a storm.

"Snapped!"

The burning black flames of hatred shattered the jar, and two eyeballs soaked in curses appeared before Han Fei.

He knew those eyes all too well—evil, cruel, yet with a hint of naivety and curiosity about everything new.

The eyes trapped in the curse seemed to sense something. They flipped within the curse, and upon seeing Han Fei, they swam back and forth like two giant black goldfish, as if trying to rub against him.

Even with only two eyes left, Da Nui is still Da Nui. It will always love its endlessly reckless master, and no one can replace Han Fei in its heart.

"Why did you come in here, kid?"

Han Fei felt a pang of pity. Da Nie was the child he had raised himself. Although Da Nie sometimes did act like an unfilial son, Han Fei knew that it was just Da Nie's way of expressing his love.

As a symbol of calamity and an embodiment of misfortune, everyone fears and despises this great evil, but only Han Fei truly regards it as his partner.

"I should have found you sooner." The healing starlight shone on Da Nie's eyes as Han Fei helped Da Nie alleviate its pain. This habitual offender, who often stole offerings from the gods, had run into trouble this time. An accident occurred during its attempt to sneak into the shrine.

Han Fei looked at the scars in Da Nie's eyes, but Da Nie only had its master in its eyes. No matter what Han Fei looked like, it could always recognize him at a glance.

"No matter who did this to you, I will avenge you. Blood for blood, an eye for an eye, that's the fundamental principle of our Happy Community."

The Great Evil seemed to understand Han Fei's words. Its two eyes kept twitching with curses as it tried to get closer to Han Fei and touch him directly.

"Work together to break the curse that binds it."

Surrounded by resentment and hatred, Han Fei paid no attention to the rapidly increasing mental pollution in his mind.

The scene unfolding in the underground warehouse left the other members of the investigation team dumbfounded. In their eyes, Han Fei was manipulating all the ghosts and monsters, playing with two eyes and exchanging glances, which was so terrifying that it sent chills down their spines.

The group members were unaware of the relationship between Han Fei and Da Nie. They only felt that Han Fei had suddenly become a different person, showing unprecedented tenderness towards those two eyes, as if a father had seen his long-lost son.

“So that’s what he likes.” Director Ya gestured for the others to get back to work: “When disaster strikes, everyone is under tremendous psychological pressure. It’s normal to have some quirks. For example, I like women’s long hair. That’s normal. We should learn to respect that.”

The team members hurried to search for anything useful, and Han Fei also removed the curse that had trapped Da Nie. However, Da Nie's abilities were still far from being fully restored, and an indescribable aura lingered deep within its eyes.

After regaining his freedom, Da Nie rolled on the ground as if he wanted to take credit, seemingly wanting to take Han Fei somewhere.

As seemingly insignificant earthenware pots are shattered, all sorts of vicious curses flow out, and forces from different sources of hatred collide with each other.

"This is……"

Hidden within each jar is a pair of eyes, sealed by a curse. Some come from individuals with special personalities, some from innocent children, and others are carved from the eyes of other ghosts and monsters.

These eyes are a gift from other hatred to joy, to welcome its return.

"That really caters to their tastes."

Enveloped in a curse, those eyes were not terrifying; they resembled dark stars, containing obsession and power.

"If Gao Xing can use these things, Gao Cheng should be able to as well. Let's leave these special offerings for Gao Cheng and use them when he takes over the eyes of the gods."

Han Fei had been preparing to devour the super hatred within the Deep Sea Aquarium, and now he was becoming increasingly confident.

Whether it was a special offering or an ordinary one, Han Fei swallowed them all into the abyss of greed. Previously, Gao Cheng's abyss of greed was very pure, but after Han Fei took over, it had become more like a world of greed, containing everything. Unintentionally, Han Fei slowly began to construct the prototype of his own shrine world.

After thoroughly cleaning the area, leaving no stone unturned, Han Fei and his men drove off in their heavy truck.

"Two hours and eighteen minutes."

Ah Nian didn't check his watch. After getting back into the Investigation Bureau's car, he casually gave them a time.

"What do you mean?"

“From the moment we entered Wanjia Supermarket to the moment we left, it took us two hours, eighteen minutes, and twenty-seven seconds. At this rate, we can take back Xinhu within six months,” A-Nian said optimistically.

“If there’s only hatred in the city, then it can be done without much effort, but we might face something even more terrifying than hatred later on.” Han Fei held a brand-new jar, his expression unreadable to anyone: “Either kill it, or become it.”

"Where shall we go next?"

"You guys clean up the Red Mansion, I'm going to deliver something." Han Fei didn't get in the car with everyone else; he drove his heavy truck from Hope New City to Ankang Pharmaceutical alone.

Han Fei's greatest secret was his maniacal laughter; the fewer people who knew it, the better.

After parting ways with Anian, Han Fei summoned Kong Tiancheng's soul: "You've been in my sea of ​​consciousness all along, so you must have seen everything I've done, right?"

Kong Tiancheng nodded. He admired Han Fei and knew that cooperating with Han Fei was the best option at present.

Do you remember Ah Nian?

“He’s not lying to you, but there are some things he probably doesn’t know himself.” Kong Tiancheng pointed to his head: “The disaster occurred at the Eternal Life Building. The best way to find out what really happened that day is to ask the survivors in that building.”

"Stop beating around the bush." ​​Han Fei stepped on the gas and sped off down the deserted road.

“A-Nian was underground at the time. He was a witness and an executor, but he was not the planner.”

"Nonsense, of course I know that."

“He’s not qualified, but his mentor is anything but.” Kong Tiancheng pointed out the crux of the problem: “A-Nian’s mentor didn’t perish; he became a hatred called eternal life. I’m 90 percent certain that he is one of the masterminds behind the calamity!”

"It's him?"

“A-Nian should actually know about this too.” Kong Tiancheng sighed. “He looks a lot like me, so I don’t want to expose him.”

“He wants to rebuild Immortal Pharmaceuticals, and you want to enter Deep Space Technology. Seeing you both, I suddenly feel that this worst future is not entirely hopeless. At least, there are still people who keep trying to change things.” Han Fei’s mood improved slightly. After chatting with Kong Tiancheng for a while, he put him into the Abyss and drove alone to Ankang Pharmaceuticals.

With Yin Shang leading him underground, Han Fei began placing the offerings he had recently accumulated one by one onto the laughing altar.

"Attention Player 0000! You have completed your third sacrifice! The sacrifice was of the Hatred level! You will receive all the experience! You have been granted one wish!"

Wish number one: Double the experience points gained!

"Second wish: To obtain a random talent bestowed by the gods!"

"Third wish: To relinquish all other wishes and hope that the gods will awaken sooner!"

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully reached level 29! At level 30, you will be able to choose your third class!"

After laughing maniacally and sacrificing himself, Han Fei's level increased rapidly, and he finally had a normal gaming experience.

"Although you've caused me a lot of trouble, I still want you to wake up as soon as possible. I choose wish number three."

Believers usually have ulterior motives when offering sacrifices to gods, hoping that the gods can use their power to protect them. However, Han Fei gave up all the opportunities to make wishes, only hoping that Kuangxiao could also leave the shrine alive.

Twin flowers bloom, without plundering each other; they complement each other.

One sacrificed himself, the other risked his life to redeem.

The statue on the altar gained luster, its divinity became more intense, and veins grew beneath its surface, transforming all the offerings into its power.

Han Fei made no request, but a faint light shone from the statue into the jar containing the eyes of the Great Evil, and the statue helped Han Fei clear away the indescribable aura from the eyes of the Great Evil.

The giant, fully revitalized eyeball couldn't be contained in an ordinary jar. It jumped onto Han Fei's shoulder and hid inside his clothes. If a stranger saw it, they would probably be scared to death.

"Now I should be able to communicate normally with Da Nie." Han Fei held up the enormous eyeball: "Da Nie, where is your body? Who did this to you?"

Knowing that Han Fei was going to help it vent its anger, the Great Evil, who feared nothing more than a peaceful world, became excited. In its eyes appeared a series of figures, including the high-ranking officials of Hope New City, who joined forces with ghosts to dismember its body.

The Great Evil is a very special existence; part of its body is still in the laboratory of Hope City, enduring various tests and research.

We have to demand an explanation from them.

Han Fei watched all the images in silence, his eyes bloodshot and his fingers clenched into fists.

"This new city has been eaten away by pests, so demolishing and rebuilding it would be a good option."

Han Fei knew that the Investigation Bureau would not fully support him, so he summoned Yin Shang and began to contact the ghosts and monsters hidden in the city who did not believe in Gao Xing.

“There are still some survivor settlements in the city. I should probably consider bringing them together and building a more equitable city with the school at its core.”

Having opened both sides of the black box, Han Fei's way of thinking is different from others. He experienced the past disasters in Fu Sheng's memory shrine, and saw the worst future in Gao Xing's memory shrine. Comparing the two extreme ways of survival of humans and ghosts, he wanted to explore a third path, and now is a good opportunity to put it into practice.

(End of this chapter)