My Healing Game Chapter 439

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"I seem to have heard that voice somewhere. He seems to be ringing in my ears all the time. Who is saying that?"

Darkness flooded the underground warehouse like a tide, and it was pitch black all around, and all the light was swallowed.

The heart thumped and the cold sweat soaked his back. Han Fei didn't know what was hidden in the darkness. He tried his best to hit him up, but the baffle did not move.

Unable to move up, and no one will come to rescue him.

What he can do is to find possible ways to get out of trouble in this underground warehouse.

"Why do you try your best to live? Isn't it good to stay? Your soul with gritted teeth is really pitiful."

Han Fei was sure that the voice came from the warehouse, and he resisted the anxiety and walked down the escalator.

"The rate of decline in the mood value becomes faster, and if you continue to drag it like this, the mood value will drop below twenty in ten minutes at most. At that time, I will probably see something that I can't resist at all."

No more hesitation, Han Fei walked quickly through the container according to the memory in his mind.

He is a very decisive person, he will sprint with all his strength after looking for a certain direction, even if he dies on the road, he will never regret it.

"Boom!"

As Han Fei was moving forward, a second-hand tablet computer fell from the shelf, and the screen exuded a faint cold light.

"Isn't this the junk I just sorted out?"

The tablet hasn't been used much before, it's almost new. It was Han Fei who put it on the shelf just now.

At this time, the cold light from the flat screen became the only light in the underground warehouse, and Han Fei's sight was involuntarily attracted by it.

I don't know who touched the tablet in the dark, and a video began to play. The picture showed a boy **** in a chair. He was being beaten and abused. His body was covered with scars.

He was faintly shouting something, but it was a pity that there was no sound in the video.

Han Fei vaguely felt that the video was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he watched the video. Now he only thinks that the boy in the video looks more like he was when he was a kid.

"Can pain be cured? If it can be, how can you heal such a broken world?"

The entire container full of second-hand electronic goods has problems. Similar videos are playing on all screens. Different children are locked in the seats. They have no names, only different numbers. From 0001 to 9999.

There was no sound in the video, and all the children were screaming silently. They carried out various training and inhuman "treatments" until they couldn't bear it and died in the small, cold room.

After every child dies, his facial features will change, gradually blurring and disintegrating, just like their respective personalities.

Silent torture, uninterrupted treatment, and finally all the dead children's facial features became the same as the first child.

He can easily make various expressions and simulate various personalities according to the instructions, but he alone will not show a real smile.

After the children on all the screens became the same face, the dark and cold compartment was opened, and there was a darker room outside, just like one black box that couldn't get out of it.

The child sat sluggishly on the chair, and he was taken to another black room. In that new room, some children seemed to have grown up, and he was given a brand new number-0000.

"Is that the meaning of your life? Stay, you might as well stay here."

Han Fei's heartstrings were plucked, and the shocking scene left him in place.

When he was attracted by the faces of the children, many memories that did not belong to him popped up in his mind.

Staying with my mother day and night, childhood memories of family, beauty and happiness are like the same flower blooming on the cliffs of the abyss, bringing the four seasons to this desperate world.

But soon, his mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and his father fled alone, and all the pressure fell on him.

Illness, work, money, all kinds of messy things make up the appearance of life.

The memory that does not belong to Han Fei is forcibly merging with Han Fei's memory. He seems to know many things about Han Fei. This memory does not touch the depths of his mind. It just wants Han Fei to become him.

His mother was critically ill, unable to raise money, was cheated at work, and owed usury. The most important thing was that his hands were stained with blood and he killed someone.

The memory is heavy, it feels like being dragged into the deep sea in an instant, the huge pressure is about to squeeze every blood vessel and nerve.

"Everyone around me tells me that good people will be rewarded. I give money to beggars, feed stray cats and dogs, and help deliverymen who are being bullied. I firmly believe in fairness and justice. Will it end up like this?"

With his mind becoming more and more chaotic, Han Fei walked towards the depths of the warehouse, his hand seemed to have touched something.

Lifting the darkness, in the deepest part of the warehouse, Han Fei saw a shrine.

This pure black shrine is similar in appearance to the one placed in the thrift store, but it feels completely different.

The door of the shrine was also nailed to death, but there was something written on the door.

"It is not ashamed to sell your soul and principles. What is ashamed is that you have not sold a good price. Now you have a chance to start again. Open the shrine, and you will get all the answers and a chance for a new life."

It seemed to be the prompt sound of the system, and it seemed to be another sound. Under the guidance of that sound, Han Fei grabbed a tool hammer that had fallen next to the shrine.

It seems that as long as the door of the shrine is nailed to death, all nightmares will dissipate and all truth will emerge.

Han Fei's memory has merged with the memory that does not belong to him. At this time, he was affected by another force, completely occupied by anger, resentment, unwillingness and pain.

Raising the tool hammer, Han Fei's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Under the pressure that ordinary people could not imagine, he slammed the tool hammer down.

A dull voice sounded, bones fractured, and blood oozes from one of Han Fei's little fingers.

The piercing pain caused him to regain his short sense of reason. After throwing away the tool hammer, Han Fei re-covered the fallen black cloth on the shrine, leaving no gap.

"Is this your choice?" The voices of several people resounded in the underground warehouse, including men, women and children, all of them.

Their voices overlapped, as if they were standing behind Han Fei at this moment.

"You will regret this…"

The lights in the underground warehouse flickered a few times and turned on again.

When the light dissipated the darkness, Han Fei's mind also came to the system's cold, non-emotional reminder.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have completed the shrine random task to clean up the warehouse!"

"Not all souls in this world have a price, you have made your own choice!"

"The regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up for 15%! A lot of experience rewards have been obtained!"

"You have completed a random quest for a shrine, and you have an opportunity to open your inventory. You can choose an item to bring into the memory of the shrine owner."

"Please pay attention to players with number 0000! You have successfully reached the seventeenth level! Free attribute points plus one!"

Sitting on the ground with his back to the container, Han Fei was undecided.

After the lights came on, his mood value quickly recovered from nineteen to twenty-five.

"The task requirement is for me to tidy up the warehouse before dawn... No, the random task of tidy up the warehouse does not seem to specifically list the task requirements. It just reminds me to tidy up the shelves before dawn and let me give all souls a clear price."

Han Fei only realized now that the so-called price tag for all souls included his own soul. If he had just made other choices, maybe he would become a second-hand item on the merchandise shelf.

"Sorry to make up for another 5% increase. It seems that the owner of the shrine has made a similar choice, but he should have not resisted the temptation and chose to open the door of the shrine."

Han Fei raised his head, he looked at the stern shrine that was covered with black cloth, and his heart was lingering.

"The real shrine is hidden in the innermost part of the junk warehouse. If you don't become a staff member here, you won't find this place at all."

Climbing up from the ground, Han Fei clutched his unconscious little finger: "It hurts, but it's a good sign, indicating that I might abolish all the'ten fingers' here."

After carefully inspecting the shrine, Han Fei found another strange place: "This black cloth can completely cover the shrine, but I remember that before I lifted the black cloth, part of the shrine was exposed. Someone had lifted the black cloth before I came in!"

Only three people can enter the warehouse, Oriole, Pei Yang, and the shop owner whom Han Fei hasn't met yet.

"Which of the three of them will be more suspect?"

Han Fei didn't waste time on this issue. He first added the free attribute points brought by the upgrade to his physical strength.

His arms became tougher, vitality surged in his blood vessels, and Han Fei's various physical abilities improved again.

Now he is less than 20th level, his physical strength has reached 28, and he is about to break 30 soon.

"Every ten points of stamina is a threshold. After I have 30 points of stamina, I might be able to activate certain abilities related to stamina."

Moving towards the freight elevator, Han Fei's current mentality is completely different from before.

After making a choice, he will take a different path from the former owner of the shrine, without being manipulated by the shrine.

"It is easy to upgrade in the memory world of the owner of the shrine. The quests here are all equivalent to F-level quests. I must seize this opportunity!"

Pushing open the baffle easily, Han Fei looked for the oriole in the store with a weak face, but he did not see the oriole after looking for it for a long time.

"What about people?"

When he came to the counter, Han Fei first found the first aid kit, bandaged his finger with medicine and bandages, and then looked at the computer on the counter.

The inventory of goods has not been counted, but the oriole has left the thrift store.

"The water in her glass is still hot, she should have just left."

Han Fei's mood value is slowly recovering. As long as he doesn't leave the mall at night, his mood number will not drop anymore, at least from his experiment the day before.

"It's almost one o'clock in the evening now, and it's not safe in the mall. Do you want to find her?"

When he walked to the door of the store, Han Fei was stunned as soon as he stepped out of the store. He saw a man with two arms in plaster sitting next to the door of the second-hand supermarket.

The two of them should have been sitting in front of the store for a long time. They are wearing black suits of the same style. Among them, the fat man has his hands wrapped in plaster, and the tiger tattoo is vaguely visible on his chest. He is too fat, so the suit can't be buttoned at all. .

The other man had a scar on his face and looked very fierce, but his wrist was dislocated and his bandage hung on his neck, and he was fierce and miserable.

At this time, Scarface was holding a cigarette with his only two movable fingers. Maybe it was because smoking was forbidden in the mall, he didn't dare to light it.

The two were sitting on an old newspaper. There was still a big bag of melon seeds in front of them. Maybe they were waiting too boring, so they kept eating melon seeds.

The sound of Dingdong Dingdong sounded, the store door opened, and the two saw Han Fei coming out, relying on each other, and it took the boss to stand up.

"You took the 20,000 yuan, we can't explain to the brothers, you must pay back the money today." The voice of Scar's face was cold and gloomy, and his snake eyes were staring at Han Fei, extremely vicious.

The loan shark is disabled by the borrower, so how can I get rid of it after I say it? How can I continue to collect?

"Then what if I don't pay it back?" Han Fei looked around, looking for the oriole.

"Then we will always follow you, no matter where you go, we will follow you until you pay back!" Fatty also said viciously.

"Free bodyguards? All right, then you can follow." Han Fei glanced upstairs, the depths of the mall were dark, UU reading www. uukanshu. The two security guards and the oriole are not there.

"You..." Scarface gritted his teeth: "We will stay at the door of your store to scare all your customers away."

"It's not my shop anyway, it doesn't matter. But you have to be careful. The customers who enter this shop in the middle of the night are not necessarily all living people." Han Fei walked up to the fat man, raised his hands, and scared the fat man continuously. Two steps back.

"Don't be nervous, I just think it's so cold, you are still wearing suits, it is not easy." Han Fei tried to help the fat man button up, but after a few tries, he gave up: "Did you two see one just now? The female clerk came out?"

"I see, she seems to have gone to the third floor." The fat man replied subconsciously. After he finished speaking, Scarface gave him a fierce look. Then he suddenly woke up and immediately changed his words: "Huh, I don't know."

"The third floor sells women's clothing. It seems that things are often thrown there." Before Han Fei finished speaking, he heard a loud noise, as if something had been dropped from a height.

"This voice also appeared last night! After the two security guards checked, it became abnormal." Looking at the dark inside of the mall, Han Fei beckoned at the two gangsters: "I'm going to the third floor, you two Are you together?"

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