My Healing Game Chapter 978

Chapter 979 Player No. 2

After communicating with the police, Han Fei returned to the Eternal Life Laboratory. He communicated with No. 2 through the equipment in the laboratory, and set the residence of the Happy Community as the meeting place.

No. 2 brain, which didn't respond to anyone else, only responded to Han Fei's words, which also made the researchers of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical unable to understand.

After a busy day, Han Fei returned home at midnight and logged into the game.

The blood came down, and there were a pair of eyes in the gray cocoon that had been staring at Han Fei, and the other party seemed to be slowly confirming something.

Han Fei could feel the gaze hidden in the gray cocoon, but he couldn't avoid it at all, because it took time to log in and log out of the game.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei returned to consciousness. He opened the gate of the station and waited patiently at the intersection.

"Ms. Zhang's wife is playing games for the first time, so she won't get lost?"

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. After the onlookers dispersed, a young woman came over pushing a wheelchair.

"Hello, Han Fei."

Women love beauty, and Teacher Zhang's wife is no exception. In order to show her best side, she adjusted the appearance of the game to the most beautiful moment in her life.

"Come in, Teacher Zhang has been waiting for a long time." Han Fei took the wheelchair, entered the station and called out Zhang Mingli.

Teacher Zhang, who has a very high self-cultivation, couldn't say a word after seeing the woman. This was the first time they met outside of the nightmare.

"Talk slowly." Han Fei tactfully pushed the wheelchair away, and he

Open the item bar and hand over gem-like brain fragments to the child in the wheelchair.

Number Two looked much like he did in the Shrine in the Shallow World, young but with no legs.

Han Fei didn't need to explain, after No. 2 touched the brain fragments from the deep world, the blood color melted into his body, making his consciousness and soul complete.

"You seem to be in trouble again." Number two's tone of voice was exactly the same as that in the Happy Shrine, and he seemed to still retain the memory of the beginning.

"This is too much to say. We share weal and woe. We are passengers on the same ship." Han Feike never treated No. 2 as a child: "There are many unspeakable participations in the **** night, but the mastermind is a dream. The relationship between us The confrontation has come to a head."

"What about number zero?"

"He occupies all the shrines I got, and has become unspeakable, guarding the passage of the deep world." Han Fei pushed the wheelchair forward: "The deep world is not peaceful now, and it is unspeakable that they are eyeing it. They all have ideas about the passage. If the dream is not resolved as soon as possible, Number Zero will be very dangerous."

Regardless of the fact that there is only one brain left on number two, he is actually very clear about the overall situation: "Four million players are trapped in the game and have become hostages. The major forces in reality dare not act rashly, and dreams can still force you Open the channel of the deep world and reality, no matter how you calculate it, you will not lose."

"Yes." Han Fei looked at the gray fog spreading in the main city: "Unless we can destroy the shrine of dreams, tear it up, and eat it!"

Hearing Han Fei's words, No. 2 also showed a smile: "That's right, there is only this road left in front of us. If we can eat the eleven shrines built by Meng, maybe No. 0 and I can do it." Take it a step further."

"That's why I asked you to come here." Han Fei took out the nightmare diagram drawn by Mr. Zhang: "Dream appeared an era earlier than Fu Sheng, and it was indescribable than any one I met before. It must be scary. Although its body did not come to the shallow world, it has already caused us a lot of trouble. Now the whole city is shrouded in gray fog. If you want to destroy the shrine that created the gray fog, you must clear the nightmare one by one, and Very few of these nightmares are formed from the memories of the dream itself, I hope you can use your ability to find the most special nightmares."

"I am good at manipulating fate and predicting the future, but this ability is not invincible. It needs people and things that are entangled with the dream and fate as an introduction. The deeper the bond, the greater the probability of successful speculation." No. 2 leaned on the back of the wheelchair : "In addition, I would like to remind you that we are all under the surveillance of the dream. Every time we use power beyond its rules, we will be discovered by it."

"I know that."

"What I mean is, Meng doesn't know my existence yet. I suggest you let me do it after you are fully prepared." No. 2 looked at Han Fei: "I am an indescribable consciousness with a complete soul. The moment I shot with all my strength , the rules of the game will be rewritten, and Meng may not continue to boil frogs in warm water.”

When No. 2 made a move, it was when Hemeng completely broke his face. Maybe Unspeakable, who was hovering near the Deep World Paradise, would also launch an attack on the passage.

"Of course, even if I don't use my ability, I can still see many things that you can't see." Number two picked up the sketch drawn by Zhang Mingli: "I didn't become smart because I became unspeakable, but because I His brainpower makes himself the ineffable."

"I don't understand, but I always thought you were amazing." Han Fei mainly added physical strength, he felt that he and No. 2 were not in the same genre.

Pushing the wheelchair into the resident hall, Huang Ying and Bai Xian also surrounded him.

"Let me introduce this new member to you, he is the smartest kid I have ever seen."

When Han Fei introduced No. 2 to the resident members, No. 2 kept staring at Huang Ying, which made Huang Ying feel terrified, as if his destiny was lifted by an invisible hand.

"Our luck is very good. There is a person in your residence who is entangled with the fate of the dream." No. 2 pointed to Huang Ying: "He is transforming into a new nightmare, a living nightmare."

"Me?" Huang Ying was said that for the first time, and he didn't even know that he was so powerful.

"His name is Huang Ying. He is the number one player in the shallow world. Butterfly brought him into a nightmare before he died; I will introduce you to a special talent named Shen Luo later. Fragments of consciousness in the shrine." Han Fei opened the address book and sent a message to Shen Luo.

After introducing each other, Han Fei pushed the wheelchair and came to the central square of the main city with No. 2.

Four million players keep going in and out of nightmares every day, collecting a lot of information and experiencing countless nightmares.

For Han Fei and No. 2, all players are their eyes.

"These nightmares seem to be various, but in fact there are certain connections inside." Under the torture of continuous experiments, No. 2's brain has been out of the scope of human beings. He can always see the essence directly through the surface of things: "Wait After your friend comes over, I will leave a mark of fate on the three of you, and after you enter the nightmare, it is equivalent to my tentacles reaching into the shrine and sensing the inside of the shrine."

"I count too?"

"Your fate and Meng's fate also intersect. There is a 90% chance that you will die in Meng's hands." Number Two said calmly.

"Then the remaining 10% is because I killed Meng?" Han Fei clenched his fists, even if it was only 10% possible, he would put in 100% of his efforts.

"No, the remaining 10% is that you were killed by other things." Number two sighed: "Don't be discouraged, fate is not static."

"I knew I wouldn't ask you." Han Fei pushed No. 2 to sort out all the players' clearance information in the central square. A few hours later, a man wrapped in a black robe sneaked up next to Han Fei.

"Han Fei, can we change the meeting place next time to a place with fewer people?" Shen Luo's voice came from under the black robe. He was very careful not to be recognized by other players.

"What unreasonable thing have you done?" Han Fei was also surprised. A gorgeous butterfly pattern flashed across Shen Luo's face, which seemed to be the dog leg of Meng!

"It's too difficult for me..." Shen Luo's voice was crying: "Whenever I tried to save the players who entered the nightmare with me, I would accidentally injure them seriously. I kept getting rewards from the nightmare, But several super guilds such as Inevitable Truth and the Business Alliance seem to have started to arrest me! After they saw me, they didn't even care about the nightmare, and they wanted to kill me first! They were born from the same root, so why rush each other!”

"Then how about this, why don't you consider helping Nightmare next time? Don't help the players anymore?" Han Fei felt that Shen Luo should change his mind.

"No, I wear butterfly patterns on my body, but my heart is still a player's heart!" Shen Luo said firmly, and then he saw No. 2 sitting in a wheelchair: "Where did you pick this child up? He was picked up by his family. Abandoned? We are doing very dangerous things now, it is best not to implicate him."

The children in the Scarlet Orphanage are all homeless orphans, and Shen Luo can always touch the scars in the ghost's heart inadvertently.

Fortunately, No. 2 and Xu Qin had different tempers. No. 2, who could always see the essence of things clearly, silently grabbed the sides of the wheelchair and kept away from Shen Luo.

In order not to expose Shen Luo's existence, Han Fei took the two of them into the box that Huang Ying had prepared in advance. This box is located on the ground floor of the mission hall of the central building and is Huang Ying's private room.

After closing the door, Huang Ying, who had been waiting for a long time, took out a tray from the safe, on which were nineteen pieces of black and white fragments.

"Before you asked me to pay attention to this thing. After I explained it to the major guilds, I bought so many in total." Huang Ying used the banknote ability: "Those guilds must still have it in their hands, and they want to figure out this thing themselves. Function, after all, this is a special item brought out from the nightmare."

"A fragment of a counterfeit black box?" No. 2 picked up a piece of black and white fragments casually: "Meng is really a lunatic who dehumanizes, traps people in nightmares, and stimulates them with the most painful and desperate things for decades, just to get this A small piece."

"Actually, I don't understand why Meng wants to get the black box so much?" Han Fei frowned and looked at the black and white fragments. Each fragment was a person's life.

"You should know this question better than me." No. 2 didn't say it clearly, he reached out and tried to put the pieces together: "The quantity is still too small, continue to buy the pieces, we don't have much time, if we can't buy them Just steal and rob, and then put the blame on Meng, in extraordinary times we must use extraordinary means."

"Do you need me to take action?" Shen Luo felt that his current status was quite suitable for taking the blame.

"I'm just offering you a way of thinking." Sitting in a wheelchair, No. 2 looked at the three people in front of him: "Dream's fate will intersect with the three of you at the same time, so it's unlucky."

With a smile on his face, No. 2 picked up the paper on the table, stained it with his own blood, and folded three paper airplanes: "From now on, put the paper airplanes close to your body. I need you to continue to challenge all kinds of paper airplanes." Dreamland, the higher the difficulty, the better."

"Is it that simple?" Shen Luo held a paper airplane: "Like playing house?"

"You can start now. I want to integrate the clearance information of four million players and find out the running rules of the nightmare." No. 2 waved his hand impatiently, and the expression on his face seemed to say—Hurry up, don't Stain my eyes.

Leaving No. 2 in the box, the three of Han Fei came to the shrine farthest from the happy community.

"Brother Han, why do you belong to the happy community, but we want to meet at the inevitable truth?"

"Because we can't put our eggs in one basket, you and I are the hope of all players, so it's usually best to act separately."

"Makes sense."

The three entered the gray mist arm in arm and kept moving forward.

After clearing the ninth floor of the nightmare~www.mtlnovel.com~ Han Fei was getting closer and closer to the shrine in the building. They walked through the corridor, entered the corridor, and went up layer by layer until darkness fell.

After the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, Han Fei, Shen Luo and Huang Ying appeared in the same room. This is the tenth floor nightmare!

Unlike the fifth-floor nightmare in memory, there were no beds in the completely airtight room. This time, there were two shrines.

The door of the shrine on the left is closed, and it looks ordinary; the door of the shrine on the right is staggered by a gap, and a distorted and deformed statue can be vaguely seen inside the shrine.

The statue imprisoned in the shrine was badly damaged, its body was covered with blackened red ropes, and its neck, head and limbs were pierced by murder weapons.

"It's time to make a choice again. Should I choose the intact shrine on the left? Or the cruel and terrifying shrine on the right?" Huang Ying frowned and thought about it, and finally decided to follow Han Fei's suggestion: "There is no hint in the room, you How do you think we should choose?"

"I think it's better to let Shen Luo choose first." Han Fei was glad that he came in with Shen Luo this time. After Shen Luo finished choosing, he and Huang Ying could choose another option.

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