276: Chapter 276: Her Na Might Ward Off Evil 276: Chapter 276: Her Na Might Ward Off Evil Seeing Han Fei accept the security guard uniform without much hesitation, the gaze of the Dress Bride actually changed.
She had thought she would need to threaten or tempt him to get Han Fei to agree, but it turned out that Han Fei was unexpectedly decisive, almost as if he had been prepared to go to the Death Building and even had a passion for the profession of a security guard.
With her eyes full of blood silk, the Dress Bride stared at Han Fei, feeling that he might be planning to escape and everything he was doing now was just dragging out the ti.
Holding the security uniform, Han Fei studied it for a while and suddenly realized that the Dress Bride was still watching him.
“What does this an?
Does she want to try it on in front of her to see if it fits or not?”
The bloodstains on the uniform were not yet coagulated and felt sowhat uncomfortable to touch.
To put the Dress Bride’s mind at ease, Han Fei took off his jacket and put on the security uniform.
The mont the uniform was put on, sothing unexpected happened.
The sticky bloodstains, as if they had a will of their own, suddenly moved, and a pair of damaged blood hands stretched out from inside the uniform attempting to embrace Han Fei.
“Player No.
0000, please take note.
You have successfully discovered a Grade G Curse Item—Security Uniform No.
4.”
“Security Uniform No.
4: The last person who wore this uniform t a grueso death, and even their body can never be found again.
You must think carefully before putting it on.”
The blood hands full of resentnt grabbed toward Han Fei’s body but were caught by Cry and Yinglong in mid-air.
The fierce blood hands struggled fiercely, flailing around for a long ti, and gradually beca sowhat helpless.
“Even an ordinary security uniform in the Death Building turns out to be a Grade G Curse Item.
This place really is dangerous.”
Han Fei did not take off the uniform; instead, he seized the opportunity to have Yinglong and Cry give the blood hands inside the uniform a severe lesson.
The Dress Bride said nothing and silently watched the spectacle of a living person taming a Curse Item.
The fierce blood hands were gradually worn down into small red claws, and they finally beca obedient.
To ensure the uniform would not cause any accidents, Han Fei also stuffed the Blood-colored Paperman into the uniform’s pocket to let them cultivate a good relationship.
After about ten minutes, the security uniform could finally be smoothly stored in the item bar; it had recognized Han Fei and was very understanding.
“If I can be successfully employed as a security guard, then I should have more opportunity to carry out my plan.
The resentnt of this woman in the wedding dress has helped a lot.”
Han Fei wanted to enter the Death Building quietly and then give Butterfly a surprise.
Just as he was worried about not having a way in, the Dress Bride provided him with a thod.
With a trace of gratitude, Han Fei looked at the Dress Bride, “Rest assured, I will definitely get you what you want.”
If Han Fei’s plan succeeded, by then it wouldn’t just be what the Dress Bride wanted; giving all the rooms numbered 4 to the Dress Bride would be no problem.
Han Fei didn’t ask for much in going to the Death Building; all he wanted was to kill Butterfly.
They say once bitten, twice shy, but the Dress Bride found Han Fei increasingly incomprehensible.
Without saying much more, she left the Yimin Convenience Store at once.
“Happiness Residential Community is located between Beast Alley and the Death Building.
Next, I’ll slowly make my way towards the Death Building.”
After calculating the ti, even if the Death Curse erupted within a week, Han Fei still had a chance to enter the Death Building beforehand.
After giving so instructions to his neighbor, Han Fei exited the ga in the storage room of the convenience store.
Blood descended, and the world turned blood-red…
Removing the gaming helt, Han Fei moved his stiff body around.
Had it not been for his greatly improved physical condition, he doubted he could have lasted this long.
“Survived another night.” Looking out the window at the sky, he watched the moon appearing faintly through the clouds and silently stared for a long ti, “It’s quite beautiful.”
The Han Fei of the past would never have paid attention to these details.
His busy reality had completely broken him down; back then, he didn’t even know what he busied himself with every day; he was always very tired and hopeless.
Opening the window, Han Fei breathed in a few breaths of fresh air, then subconsciously picked up his phone to check his unread ssages.
Most of the ssages were from Director Zhang’s assistant; the crew was very worried about Han Fei.
After replying to a few ssages, Han Fei’s eyes suddenly lit up.
He double-checked the numbers in his personal account and carefully counted the zeros.
“The actor’s pay has been deposited!”
It was uncertain whether it was because Han Fei had been chased by a killer to the film set, but the pay for “Mystery Novelist” had been deposited before that for “Twin Flowers.”
“Including the money from ‘Righteous Hero,’ I’ll still have a little left after buying the multi-functional ga box.”
Nowadays, actors’ salaries are all public and transparent.
Even top stars’ salaries aren’t exorbitant, so many actors have started their own companies, directly participating in filmmaking and then taking a share of the box office revenue.
If the movie is a hit, they earn more; if it flops, they lose money together.
Everything is about the work and their skills.
Finally able to buy the ga box he had been longing for, Han Fei’s mood improved a lot.
“Even though I still have to continue risking my life in the ga and face life-and-death situations, I still feel happy being able to buy the ga box.
Maybe this is the simple joy of a man.”
With a new ga box, he could play gas for long periods of ti, even for a whole day and night without stopping.
Just as Han Fei was thinking about when to purchase the ga box, Director Zhang, who had just received his response, made a video call to him.
Han Fei hesitated for a mont and then decided to answer it.
“Director Zhang?
You’re still up this late?”
“Aren’t you as well?
I see you’re still in your coat.
Did you just co back from the police station?” Director Zhang was very concerned about Han Fei.
“The police have already asked everything they needed to.”
“That’s good.
I just wanted to make sure you’re safe.
Also, don’t co to the set for the next couple of days,” Director Zhang said with dark circles under his eyes, looking exhausted.
“There was a murder at the set.
Although the killed one was the murderer, reporters will surely co tomorrow.
You should lay low for a bit.”
“Okay.”
“I’ve already pushed them to transfer your pay.
You should relax a bit for now, considering the stress of chasing the murderer, or rather, being chased by the murderer must have been significant.” Director Zhang had been up all night and looked in bad shape.
“You should rest early too, health cos first.”
After hanging up, Han Fei opened the local trending searches, and sure enough, he saw his own na again.
“Murderer sneaks into filming site and commits murder, murderer dies unexpectedly!”
“It’s him, the sa man again!
Different sets but the sa story!”
“In the new ‘God of Death’ spokesperson selection event!
The only non-ani character chosen—Han Fei!”
“Han Fei: I blossom amidst slaughter!
Just like a flower at dawn!”
Han Fei noticed that other actors trended for different reasons each ti, but he always stuck to his original aspirations.
Silently turning off his phone, Han Fei didn’t really care anymore: “Say what they want to say, I’ll just go buy the ga box tomorrow.”
After a long ti, Han Fei thought he could finally get a good night’s sleep.
But as he lay on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Every ti he closed his eyes, he thought about things in the Deep World.
“I don’t recall ever having this issue before.”
Upon opening his eyes again, Han Fei suddenly realized that everything he looked at seed like a butterfly, a strange illusion that appeared suddenly.
“Did ‘Spider’ ever experience this?
Was the butterfly first seen in Spider’s dreams?
Is it now getting closer to ?”
Han Fei was puzzled, but he wasn’t panicked.
After checking every corner of the room, he lay on his bed and forced himself not to think about anything related to butterflies, yet images of butterflies still continuously invaded his thoughts.
Avoiding it didn’t solve the problem, so Han Fei decided to actively recall the most ferocious, terrifying, and powerful ghosts and monsters he knew in his mind, then visualized them tearing the butterflies apart over and over.
ntally repeating the ghost’s na and recalling everything about her, slowly, Han Fei actually fell asleep.
“Xu Qin, Xu Qin, Sister…”
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