299: Chapter 299: The Blood-colored Map in the Healing-type Ga 299: Chapter 299: The Blood-colored Map in the Healing-type Ga The forr owner of the Black Box was Fu Sheng, who is also the brother of the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical.
Han Fei had always believed that this person had truly existed since there were many traces related to him in the Deep World.
However, it was only after interacting with Zhuang Ren that Han Fei realized the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, who used to live in Lihua Residential Community, actually never had a brother—or at least he had never seen one.
Not just with Zhuang Ren, even the family of the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical and the legal team hired at the ti of his death never ntioned a brother.
With a frown of contemplation, Han Fei thought the answer he had assud was just the beginning of another mystery.
The Black Box was like a special world; the more you knew, the more you would feel your own ignorance and shallowness.
“The last person who possessed the Black Box, his younger brother beca the closest thing to a god, changing the era.
Yet, I’m worn out from the struggle, unable to do even the most basic act of living.
Where did the problem start?
And why in the end was Fu Sheng killed, eting the fate of having his mories torn apart?”
More questions flooded his brain sea, and now Han Fei just wanted to dive into the ga to seek out the forr Building Chief’s other mory Fragnts; he was too eager to know the truth.
“The region I’m in can only be considered the starting point of the ga.
Up until now, I haven’t stepped out of Newbie Village.
After breaching Death Building, maybe then I will truly start confronting that world.”
While Han Fei was silently pondering, Zhuang Ren started playing the ga again, controlling the character through all of the maps until the very mont Death Building appeared, and he dropped dead at its entrance.
In the afternoon, having watched Zhuang Ren play for a long ti, Han Fei had morized the process of clearing the ga.
After getting Zhuang Ren’s consent, he too gave the actual operation a try.
The ga was filled with various hints: the child catching butterflies in the map of Happiness Residential Community, the naless elder brother in Lihua Residential Community, and Death Building which inevitably led to death upon appearance.
There were only eight maps in the ga, yet each story within them could be interpreted in countless ways.
Zhuang Ren had explored all possible ways to clear the ga but still couldn’t succeed.
Han Fei’s intention for playing the ga was different from Zhuang Ren’s.
Clearing the ga held no attraction for him; he was more intent on understanding what exactly did the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical want to express?
He had personally been involved in the Human-body Puzzle case, lived under the sa roof as the eight victims, and even beca the Building Chief of Building One in Happiness Residential Community.
He could be considered one of the people who knew Happiness Residential Community best in the world.
Watching the little characters interact with neighbors in the ga, Han Fei also felt very odd.
The ga’s graphics were warm and harmonious; even if there were conflicts between neighbors, they would always be resolved in the end.
This was completely a Healing-type small ga.
“It feels like it’s a minimalist version of ‘Perfect Life,’ with a beautiful and warm exterior, but underneath the clothes, there hides an Evil Ghost that chooses people to devour.”
Han Fei had such feelings because he had been to the Deep World.
“This ga was made decades ago, and the map of Happiness Residential Community just happens to conceal eight puzzles, which seem to reflect the Human-body Puzzle case, yet the Human-body Puzzle case happened just ten years ago.”
“Did the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical predict the Human-body Puzzle case?
Or did soone start implenting a series of plans based on the ga left by the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical?”
“Could Butterfly also know about the existence of this ga?
Could Zhuang Ren be Butterfly?
Or perhaps… Butterfly is the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical?”
“It’s not a prophecy, but rather crafting the future with one’s own hands?”
Thinking this, Han Fei broke into a cold sweat.
However, gradually, Han Fei regained his calm.
The likelihood that Butterfly was the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical was very small, but it probably knew the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical.
To verify his speculation, Han Fei prepared to recreate the Human-body Puzzle case within the Death Building Ga.
To recreate the Human-body Puzzle case, one must first know how the killer operated, and clearly understand where the pieces of the body puzzles were ultimately hidden—details only known to Han Fei and the police involved in the investigation.
Based on various sub-quests summarized by Zhuang Ren from his previous attempts, Han Fei first fostered good relationships with all neighbors.
Everyone was happily united, and the community was very peaceful and harmonious.
While everyone was enjoying the beautiful life, Han Fei, in the fifth-floor kitchen of the community, accepted a task to peel apples.
After accepting it, he did not go to peel apples but instead went down to the first floor, preparing to act.
Zhuang Ren seed to have guessed Han Fei’s thoughts.
His bloodshot eyes blinked, and he casually said, “It’s aningless.
I tried killing all the NPCs on the map, but I couldn’t even get through to the final map.
The first eight maps of the ga seem to be about perfecting Happiness, creating warm mories, and then contrasting starkly with Death Building.”
Han Fei didn’t listen to Zhuang Ren.
He rembered each victim’s death, and to his shock, he found that using tools obtained from various quests in the building, he could actually perfectly recreate the Human-body Puzzle case inside the building.
The Death Building Ga had day and night cycles.
Zhuang Ren could clear the first map in just ten minutes, while Han Fei, just to kill the first victim, had prepared a full twenty minutes.
After he killed all eight victims and hid their bodies just like in reality, the ga interface indeed changed.
Zhuang Ren, who had played the Death Building Ga to exhaustion, hadn’t expected Han Fei to actually succeed, his eyes widening in shock.
On the television screen, Han Fei used the bodies of seven test subjects to piece together the eighth victim—Little Eight.
After the appearance of the girl who had already died, the originally warm and cute style of the ga instantly turned oppressive and sinister.
When Han Fei placed Little Eight’s corpse in room 1044 of Happiness Residental Community, the ga’s graphics turned completely blood-red.
Little Eight seed like a key, unlocking the other side of the entire map!
“Little Eight is a key!” Han Fei had heard many people say so, but he never understood why, until today when he finally caught a glimr of insight: “Why is she so special?
What is hidden on her body?”
Han Fei’s mind was troubled by countless questions, but he had no ti to think now—the map had changed.
Where once the community was warm and inviting, monsters and madn now road everywhere, killing on sight as if they had completely lost all rationality and humanity.
“How about…
I take over?” Zhuang Ren saw that the ga had finally taken a new turn and was worried that Han Fei might get killed by the monsters, but after just a few seconds, he realized he was worrying too much.
Through Han Fei’s control, the ga’s character leveraged various objects in the building to carve out a path to survival amidst the ghosts and monsters, as familiar with it as if he had experienced sothing similar himself!
Zhuang Ren’s view of Han Fei had changed; he did not even realize that, as a young child, he had looked at the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical with the sa gaze.
With extre skill, Han Fei managed to escape from Happiness Residental Community, and then he entered the second map.
Following the trigger with Little Eight, all subsequent maps had also changed.
Zhuang Ren had never played these gore-filled versions, and just watching made his blood run cold.
However, Han Fei remained composed as ever, calm as a cold machine.
The second map, the third map, the fourth map…
As Han Fei’s speed of clearing the levels increased, the only sound left in the room was the clicking of the ga controller buttons.
At this mont, Han Fei focused all his attention on the ga, feeling that it was very likely he would encounter these things in the Death Building, so he was not only playing the ga but also morizing every landscape, character, and dialogue!
His pupils constantly flickered, and fine blood vessels gradually climbed over his eyeballs.
Han Fei stared at the TV screen, his hands as nimble as birds, and while he played, his lips parted slightly as he silently recited everything from the ga.
Zhuang Ren, sitting side by side with Han Fei on the sofa, could no longer interject; nor did he dare interrupt Han Fei.
Compared to the current Han Fei, he appeared so normal and diocre.
The fifth map, the sixth map…
Without speaking or interacting, maintaining the sa posture, Han Fei rapidly cleared the most difficult Blood-colored Purgatory.
From noon until dark, without even a sip of water, Han Fei completed the eighth map.
The character within the ga had long been thoroughly stained red, as the gaming graphics had almost wholly turned blood red as well.
The room was now extrely silent, with both Han Fei and Zhuang Ren intently focused on the gaming screen.
As the blood fell, the ninth map featuring the Death Building finally appeared!
However, this ti was different from before—in the blood-colored map, the doors of the Death Building were open.
The dark entrance resembled the open mouth of an evil ghost, waiting for the living to enter.
Hands gripping the ga controller were soaked with sweat, and Han Fei paused for quite a while before moving the character towards the Death Building.
Zhuang Ren and Han Fei’s hearts both clenched; he had never entered the Death Building before.
Under the watchful eyes of both, the character in the ga walked towards the corridor and then stepped into the Death Building!
“We made it!” Zhuang Ren’s excitent was indescribable at this mont.
He did not know how many tis he had played, how many controllers he had smashed, and he had even been considered a madman—all for this mont.
“To enter the Death Building, one must first understand the process and thodology of the Human-body Puzzle case, and then enter the Deep World to obtain the crucial information that Little Eight lived in room 1044.
Knowing all this, one must also clear eight blood-colored maps without dying to qualify to be here.” Han Fei succeeded on his first try, but he was well aware of how difficult this ga was for ordinary people, who virtually stood no chance of clearing it.
Compared to Zhuang Ren, Han Fei was much more composed as he watched the ga screen once again fill with blood.
He controlled the character to push open the first door inside the Death Building.
“Please choose a way of dying that you can accept?”
After entering the room, this question was written on the blood-red walls.
Zhuang Ren considered all the possibilities, attempting various interpretations.
Han Fei, however, looked towards the other side of the room, where a colorful butterfly settled upon a corpse in the corner.
This butterfly was unlike any he had seen before; its wings bore two terrifying ghost faces.
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