My Healing Game Chapter 588

With the unintentional help of the unsung hero in Building 2, Han Fei didn't take too long to deal with the ghosts in Building 5. He led Ah Chong all the way down to the basement floor.

The plaque-covered walls looked more and more like the skin of an old man. The whole building exuded a sense of death. The further down the building, the stronger the sense of death.

"Brother Han, did you see any other players when you came?" Ah Chong followed Han Fei carefully: "I mean they may also be investigating the hospital, if you accidentally hurt them, then I'm afraid not too good."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can do things blindly?" Han Fei raised his arm, and Ah Chong consciously closed his mouth. He is now obedient and loyal to Han Fei. If the player also has loyalty, then Ah Zong's loyalty is estimated to be about to catch up with Da Xie.

Gently pushing the security door, Han Fei used his ghost eye talent to look underground, and there was more than one busy shadow swaying in the dark.

"The underground is quite lively." Han Fei's eyes were hazy, he slowly bent over, preparing to clean room by room: "Don't go to the left, there is something hidden in the darkness over there."

"How did you discover them?" Ah Chong looked at Han Fei's wet eyes: "Is this your talent? Crocodile tears?"

Han Fei turned back and glared at A Chong, without knowing anything like him, he sneaked in quietly.

The underground and above-ground buildings are completely different, and there are eerie and eerie appearances everywhere, with various pipes hanging overhead, and the ground is also uneven, as if something is rolling underneath.

"Why does it feel like this building has life?"

"Rare and strange, isn't it normal for a building to have life?" Han Fei has experienced too much, all buildings near the shrine, all buildings in the memory center, will gradually be contaminated with "divine" nature, assimilated by the memory of the shrine .

It looks like a dead object, but walking in it seems to enter the body of the original owner of the shrine. Han Fei inherited it from the Mirror God department store.

"You're right." A Chong nodded quickly. Tonight's encounter opened the door to a new world for him, and also gave him a deeper understanding of the game "Perfect Life".

In his mind, Han Fei is equivalent to his leader, telling him with practical actions that a psychopath can live so confidently and unrestrainedly.

"Flesh and machinery stick together. This underground building is very much like the embodiment of Fu Sheng's dream."

Compared with the underground of Building 1, the underground of Building 5 is like a prison.

Rusty steel bars divide the ward roughly, and damaged medical equipment is piled up everywhere. Blood-stained bandages and smelly hospital gowns can be seen on the ground. Going forward, you can also see some hills of prosthetic limbs.

"It smells so bad." A worm's eyes were faintly excited: "But I couldn't help but want to smell it a few more times."

"Your hobby is really perverted."

Holding the rusty handrail, Han Fei came to the room closest to him.

He tried to slowly pull the door, but was surprised to find that the iron door was not locked.

Dodging in, Han Fei saw a pale-skinned security guard playing with something.

Pieces of skin were torn off, and blood flowed all over the place. The security guard was playing and suddenly seemed to sense something.

Turning his head and looking behind him, when he found Han Fei in a doctor's coat, he immediately stood up and covered the table with his body.

"Doctor, are you here to get medicine?" The security guard's voice was mature, but he looked very young.

"What are you doing?" Han Fei walked forward, and he saw a box on the security desk with a prosthetic limb just taken from the patient.

"A patient disappeared underground. We found this when we were taking out the garbage, so I want to take it back and study it." The security guard turned around in a hurry, as if he was about to move the box under the table: "I'll go get the medicine for you right now. …”

Halfway through the sentence, the security guard suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down, and his chest seemed to be penetrated by sunlight.

Without pain and discomfort, he looked back at Han Fei blankly: "Is it dawn?"

Putting away the death knife, Han Fei helped the security guard to let him fall to the ground slowly, and began to rummage with his hands in the security guard's pocket.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully discovered the G-level quest item - the ward key."

Asking Ah Chong to drag the security guard's body aside, Han Fei looked at the box the security guard had placed on the table. The prosthetic limb just removed from the patient was still connected to some of the patient's flesh and blood.

In the basement of this hospital, people have lost their most basic dignity and become like objects that can be disassembled and reassembled at will.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully discovered the G-level quest item—her left leg."

When Han Fei touched the artificial limb, the system gave a prompt.

"This thing is still a quest item?" Han Fei took out the blood-stained prosthesis and handed it to A Chong, who was confused: "Take it."

Holding the prosthesis, A Chong didn't dare to ask more, but his expression was somewhat helpless.

"There are six keys on the security guard, but I took a general look just now. There are at least nine rooms on the basement floor."

Holding the key, Han Fei left the security room and walked towards the nearest ward.

After trying several times in a row, Han Fei finally opened the door of the ward, and a strong stench hit his face.

There are no beds, cabinets and other things that should be in a normal ward in the spacious room, but a few large locks are nailed in the middle of the room to fix people on the ground.

"There are traces of struggle and slashing on the ground. There is a lot of blood on the chain. This place should be used to disassemble the 'patient'." Han Fei touched the chain: "The blood is still fresh, but the surface is solidified. , If you press it, you can feel a little sticky, and the patient should have just been taken away soon."

Turning around and entering the second ward, Han Fei frowned slightly. He saw various prosthetic limbs hanging on the walls around the ward. There were hands and feet, old people, children, all kinds, as if he had entered the human body. Like a department store.

"It's too scary." Ah Chong hugged that leg and didn't dare to go in. He watched Han Fei strolling between the prosthetic limbs, as if he had come home. that.

"There is no system prompt, these things are not quest items." Han Fei looked back at the human leg in Ah Chung's hand: "Why is that leg a quest item? Is it special? The owner of that leg is still there. alive?"

With Ah Chong, Han Fei entered the third ward again. There were a lot of bottles and jars in this room, and various organs were soaked in them.

"The first room is for dismantling patients, the second room is for replacement hands and feet, and the third room is used to store organs..." Han Fei looked at the six keys in his hand, and he entered the third room again. among the four rooms.

Pushing the door open, a cold air came out, and several large freezers were placed against the wall in the house.

After opening it, there is meat that is as crystal clear as ice.

After turning around, Han Fei entered the fifth room, which contained various human bones. From a distance, those bones seemed to be made of white jade, smooth and delicate, just like natural works of art .

Finally, Han Fei came to the door of the sixth room. Before he opened the door, he faintly heard screams and cries coming from inside. The small ward seemed to hide all the sorrows of human beings.

Opening the door, Han Fei's pupils shrank slightly, while A Chong, who followed behind him, was completely stunned.

In the sixth ward, there are people's faces. These people's faces are taken from different people. At first glance, they are very scary. A wonderful feeling, as if enjoying a picture scroll painted with life.

As soon as Han Fei, who was wearing a doctor's coat, opened the door, all the voices in the room disappeared immediately, and all the faces closed tightly.

Han Fei moved forward, but Ah Chong held Han Fei's arm tightly: "Are you sure you want to go in?"

Ah Chong couldn't understand why Han Fei had the courage to directly enter this hellish scene: "That's the faces that were taken down!"

"Shh, be quiet." Han Fei slowly entered the ward. He used the secret of touching the depths of his soul to gently hold up a face.

Tension and anxiety came from the fingertips, and there was a faint cry in the ear.

There was sadness in this face, it was crying all the time.

"Each face represents a deprived emotion? How did the hospital do this?" Han Fei wanted to learn various advanced techniques of the hospital before, and then use it on the player to modify the player's memory, but now It is difficult for ordinary people to grasp this technology.

Touching a person's face with your fingertips feels like you're directly touching a person's soul.

"Can you hear my voice?" Han Fei said softly to the face, with that serious look, A Chong shook his head when he saw it.

"I'm not a doctor in this hospital, I'm here to save you." Before Han Fei could finish his words, there was a sudden tingling in his fingers.

There were several small blood holes in the palm of his hand holding the human face, looking at the extremely beautiful human face, it seemed that there was some kind of extremely vicious curse in it.

"Player number 0000, please pay attention! You are cursed by low-level soul poison, the curse has not entered your body, and the curse cannot cause further damage to you."

Han Fei's expression slowly changed, he looked at the small wound on his palm that couldn't heal.

If it wasn't for the big evil that made him have a very high resistance to soul poison, then he would have been directly attacked.

"I wanted to save you, but you cursed me?" Han Fei took out the death knife, and the sharp light of the knife slowly approached the face: "If you don't speak, then I will set you free now."

There are various emotions in the human face, which help the face to be freed, and the sword of rebirth may also be strengthened.

The blade was approaching little by little, and when it was about to touch the tip of the nose of the face, the face suddenly opened its eyes!

The taboo of the underground ward seemed to be touched. All the faces in Room 6 opened their eyes, and all the faces looked at Han Fei.

Ah Chong was frightened and retreated again and again, but Han Fei's tone became firmer: "Your body has already changed beyond recognition, but your soul still retains its original appearance. You must be very unwilling in your heart, right?"

Under A Chong's surprised eyes, Han Fei took out a thick medical record book from his pocket: "It has the names of some of you on it, I know what happened to you, and I know that your family is struggling to find you. , and now I am willing to take you away with me."

Holding a book in one hand and a knife in the other, Han Fei looked at the faces: "If you don't want to leave, you can. I will help you to get rid of this and never have to suffer again."

Through that F-level clue, Han Fei knew that the people with unsound personality who were persecuted by the hospital were all underground. He sneaked in secretly, just to rescue these people who were used by the hospital and destroy the "foundation" of the hospital.

Han Fei stood alone in the room covered with human faces, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and A Chong felt terrified just by looking at it.

After a brief dead silence, the face in Han Fei's hands began to shatter, and the originally beautiful cheeks seemed to melt.

Pieces of skin fell off, and the black blood vessels hidden in the cheeks were exposed. The soul poison that stung Han Fei just now came from those blood vessels.

"Kill me, kill me!"

The shattered cheek begged Han Fei in a low voice, and this was the last word it said.

Han Fei endured the tingling in his palm and stared at that face.

Each face in this room represents a unique emotion, they are the crystallization of the patient's memory, the most unique part of the patient's soul.

It is because of these unique memories and emotions that a person becomes different from everyone else.

None of them are perfect, but it is these imperfect emotions, personalities and memories that make up this world full of variables and unknowns.

"The plastic surgery hospital needs perfection, so it took the useful things from you, and threw the last imperfect 'parts' here, and then trapped them with soul poison and curses." Han Fei reached out and squeezed the soul Poisonous blood vessels, once again using the secret of touching the depths of the soul, he wanted to pull the blood vessels off, but unfortunately the blood vessels have already taken root in those faces.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

When the soul poison was triggered, more and more faces began to scream, and the voice was very loud.

"There is no better way now." Han Fei clenched his fingers and passed away, and the dazzling light of the sword reflected on the faces of the people: "You can appear here, it means that at least one person has always remembered you and brought you to the end. The rest of this beauty is engraved in his memory world. I will help you change your destiny as soon as possible and give you a new life."

The reincarnation knife slashed across the faces of people, black blood, transparent teardrops, and human light spots, all floating in the air.

As blood and tears fell to the ground, the only remaining beautiful humanity and expectations in those faces fell into the knife of rebirth.

The cry disappeared, and the butcher's knife in Han Fei's hand became brighter and sharper, and it seemed to have begun a new transformation.

"There are more and more comrades on this road I'm taking."

Han Fei was also saddened by what happened to those patients, and now he hates this so-called perfect plastic surgery hospital even more.

"There is no perfection in the world at all, why bother to pursue something that does not exist?"

"Han Fei! It seems that someone is coming!" Ah Chong, who was on guard at the door, beckoned desperately to Han Fei. He hugged that leg and looked anxious.

There was too much movement from those faces just now, and the people on duty on the basement floor were approaching.

"It's over! We've been discovered!" A Chong saw shaking figures everywhere in the darkness. He was very desperate. He was thinking about whether to find a corner and pretend to be dead and pretend that he was a corpse. Anyway, he could bear it. Pain, even being slashed a few times without frowning.

"Don't panic, there is still a chance to remedy." Han Fei dragged Achong into Ward No. 6: "Just kill all these people."

Footsteps sounded in the shadows, and a fat male doctor with cracked cheeks appeared in front of Han Fei, followed by two pale-skinned nurses. Further away, there are two people in security uniforms walking towards here.

"Did something happen here just now?" A lot of red blood had accumulated under the fat doctor's skin, and his stomach was constantly surging, as if something inside was slowly growing.

"A patient sneaked into Room 6." Han Fei opened the door and said expressionlessly.

"Is there only one patient?" The fat doctor opened his mouth and laughed. He pointed at Han Fei: "But why did I see two patients?"

"I came after him, this is my certificate." Han Fei walked towards the fat doctor, very calm.

"Do you really think I can't see it?" The fat doctor laughed, his stomach was constantly expanding: "You said your doctor, can you see what disease I have?"

"Because you talk too much, your lips are very dry and your skin is peeling." Han Fei walked up to the fat doctor, and the butcher knife in his hand burst into a dazzling light: "The treatment plan I gave here is euthanasia. "

Chapter end