355: Chapter 355: Nightfall Begins (4000) 355: Chapter 355: Nightfall Begins (4000) The Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical had also encountered this music box 14 years ago, which Li Xue’s teacher confird to be the sa one.
Knowing the past of the music box, the phrase written beneath it feels extrely ironic.
The songs from the music box didn’t bring emotion and happiness to others, instead, it turned into a monster spreading misfortune.
Nobody knew what exactly happened to the songs, as all the changes remained a mystery.
All the people related to the music box were dead, and with the deceased’s relatives giving up proactively, the case had co to nothing.
The reason why Teacher Li Xue rembered so clearly was that he morized all the homicide cases in Xinhu over the past two decades in order to identify the cris committed by Butterfly.
This elderly gentleman was also extrely special, with virtually no information about him available online.
However, the captain of the Xinhu criminal investigation team would lower his stance and treat him with great respect upon eting him.
He didn’t have a specific position, and few people knew about his past.
Han Fei now only understood one thing: the old man had been consud by his battle with Butterfly his entire life, determined to drag Butterfly down with him even in death.
After getting what he wanted, Han Fei didn’t stay long.
After dealing with the police’s questions, he left with the psychological auxiliary treatnt device.
Tonight was Soul-returning Night, and he cherished every second before darkness fell.
Back at Jin Jun’s place, the veteran paparazzo Jin Jun was discussing celebrity gossip with Zhuang Ren.
Jin Jun was astounded upon learning Zhuang Ren’s true identity, never having imagined he would et the once “King of Bad Movies”—Zhuang Ren—in his lifeti.
Jin Jun wanted to dig so gossip from the old-tirs out of Zhuang Ren.
Since Zhuang Ren might still rely on Jin Jun to enter the ga, he did not refuse and unintentionally gave Jin Jun a great gift.
The seemingly upright elder had a wild private life.
Jin Jun, like a hound scenting its prey, had eyes that glead while focusing on Zhuang Ren.
“You two seem to be having a good ti?”
“Brother Han, you’re really my lucky star.
You’ve done a huge favor this ti.” Originally intending to help Han Fei, Jin Jun turned out to be the biggest beneficiary and beca even more firmly on Han Fei’s side.
“It’s no matter of help; we’re friends.” Han Fei took out the psychological auxiliary treatnt device and gestured for Zhuang Ren to co over.
Following the instructions, he connected all the wires and then had Zhuang Ren put it on, “Don’t feel pressured; up next, you’ll find yourself in a room that will change according to your ntal state.
Relax and don’t fight against it.”
Han Fei was very worried that Zhuang Ren might not be able to use the psychological auxiliary treatnt device, and he kept his eyes on Zhuang Ren.
The indicator light turned on, the device started normally, but what happened next was different from the manual.
Before Han Fei could start the psychological guidance, Zhuang Ren directly entered deep therapy.
It felt as if his consciousness was being drawn to the virtual world created by the Smart Brain.
“What did the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical do to Zhuang Ren’s brain?” Han Fei looked at the destroyed emotion healing device in the black box and pondered.
Zhuang Ren’s consciousness was different from normal people, seemingly specially marked.
This thod of marking the soul was beyond Han Fei’s comprehension.
Indeed, Han Fei, who lived at the bottom of the Old City District, never had the chance to interact with the latest and greatest technologies of the age.
He only occasionally heard so highly advanced terms on the internet.
“When will Director Zhuang wake up?” Jin Jun was also anxious.
He still had many questions unanswered, as digging gossip and sensational news is sothing that people always enjoy, regardless of the era.
“I don’t know either.” Han Fei now only hoped that nothing unexpected would happen to Zhuang Ren.
After eating sothing at Jin Jun’s house, Han Fei decided not to waste any more ti and took out the Death Building Ga to play from the black box.
Jin Jun, watching the two “weirdos” in his living room, dared not speak up or ask questions, staying quietly to the side as if he were the guest.
Entering Death Building Number Four again, Han Fei felt like taking on the creator of the Death Building Ga.
He went directly to the Gate God to trigger a dialogue.
To his surprise, the Gate God seed to be an NPC with mories; he rembered Han Fei’s previous visit.
The conditions he offered to Han Fei were different, trying his best to tempt him, hoping Han Fei would help.
Han Fei also wanted to help, but there were no options to do so in the ga.
Forcibly exiting the ga, Han Fei triggered a warning for the second ti.
He was curious about what would happen after the third warning.
After the second warning, the clothes on Han Fei’s ga character had completely turned blood red.
When he returned to the Gate God, he found the gate god on the door dismbered, with its head missing.
Han Fei tried to trigger the dialogue again, but as he approached, his ga character was instantly killed by the Gate God.
The Death Building Ga had finally aligned with the Death Building of the Deep World, and it seed Han Fei no longer had the chance to trigger the third warning.
“I always feel like there’s an invisible hand in the Death Building Ga, maintaining the operation of the ga, just like the Manager in the Deep World.
The pair of bloody eyes I saw after triggering the warning must belong to the Manager.”
Han Fei rembered those blood-red eyes, and if he encountered a similar gaze next ti, he would easily recognize it.
Unable to trigger the third warning, Han Fei began to seriously explore Building Number Four, hoping to discover more clues.
After several hours had passed, Han Fei found so useful information in the Death Building Ga.
Building Number Four was different from other residential buildings; there was a basent, and the staircase leading to the basent was locked behind an iron door.
The “Monsters” in red were unique to Building Number Four.
Ordinary residents seed to be unable to see them, and interacting with them required a special ritual.
Han Fei had seen a child dressed in a bear pajama among the red Monsters, who must be the child from the Closet World of that woman.
He hadn’t forgotten his promise to the woman, and within his capacity, he also wanted to help them reunite mother and child.
After repeatedly dying in the Death Building Ga, Han Fei made another discovery: with each death in the Death Building, more Death Curses would appear within it, a very peculiar phenonon.
With each death, the difficulty of the ga increased, sothing Han Fei had not anticipated before.
“The Death Building mini-ga is constantly evolving, collecting more ways to die and Death Curses.
Could this be hinting that the Death Building in the Deep World is also becoming more terrifying by collecting deaths?”
When playing gas, ti always flies by quickly.
Before they knew it, the sky outside the window had darkened, and at seven in the evening, just as Han Fei and Jin Jun were about to forcibly unplug the power, Zhuang Ren finally woke up from the deep psychological treatnt.
Through the transparent panel of the treatnt device, Han Fei saw Zhuang Ren’s face, full of wrinkles.
“What did you see?
Why did you only just wake up?”
“I was trapped in a room, which seed to be constructed based on my own superficial consciousness; all mories turned into so sort of imagery.” Zhuang Ren removed the treatnt device, his face still showing fear: “I saw my eldest daughter turn into a handso adventurer, my second daughter beca a clingy cat, and my wife used her skeletal body to build the main structure of the ho.”
“Isn’t that quite heartwarming?” Han Fei knew a few of the basic functions of the psychological auxiliary treatnt device, one of which was to interpret and analyze the user’s superficial consciousness to construct their own consciousness room.
“The key point…
my room was awash with blood, blood everywhere, and the room kept expanding as if it had no boundaries.
I simply couldn’t control my room, and gradually, things that don’t belong to my mory began to appear within that blood!” Zhuang Ren spoke as if he had swallowed a piece of ice, his words carrying a chilling tone: “It seems there are others’ mories hidden in my mind!”
“During these hours, you haven’t been just building a subconscious room, have you?” Han Fei rembered the manual stating that building a room should only take three to five minutes at most, but Zhuang Ren, on just the first step, had spent nearly five hours.
“Yes,” Zhuang Ren nodded.
“What did you see in that blood-colored room?” Han Fei tried his best to make his words sound warr, as Zhuang Ren’s current state seed very odd, tense, and fearful.
“People, those about to die and those already dead, their limbs everywhere, endlessly extending and filling my room, and still expanding.” Zhuang Ren covered his head with both hands, the re thought of that scene terrifying him: “It felt like I wasn’t in a room but standing at the source of a Blood Sea.”
“The source of the Blood Sea?” When Han Fei used his Soul-summoning Ability, he also had to pass through a Blood Sea; he wasn’t sure if there was any connection between the two: “Did you try to communicate with those who were not yet dead?
Ask them for their nas and past?
You would also want to figure out whose mories were forced into your mind, wouldn’t you?”
“I asked, and those half-dead people only repeated four words—’Fu Sheng’ and ‘Eternal Life.'” Zhuang Ren sat on the sofa, seemingly devoid of all strength: “I’ve never done anything outrageous in my life; the extra stuff in my head must be related to the treatnt device given to by the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical!
Why would he do this?!”
“Don’t panic just yet, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.”
“Han Fei, you haven’t seen that scene, you don’t know the horror and shock.
My subconscious room is full of dead people I don’t know and those about to die, they seem to all be hidden inside my head!” Zhuang Ren’s hands gripped tighter, pulling at his scalp: “Eternal Life Pharmaceutical is a company aiming for eternal life; there are two research directions regarding eternal life, one is physical eternal life, which is almost impossible, and the other is consciousness eternal life.
Every unique consciousness is its own soul, and those people I saw in my mind seem to be the consciousness of failed experints!
Really, I feel like I’ve heard about this, but I can’t rember who said it.”
“Consciousness eternal life?” For a bit player like Han Fei, the concept of consciousness eternal life was far too remote; even if such a technology existed, he would not qualify to use it.
“I have heard about this before, Eternal Life Pharmaceutical originally pursued extending human lifespan and conquering all the mysteries of the brain.
Later, Deep Space Technology approached them, and the two giants began collaborating on research for consciousness immortality,” Jin Jun had heard similar news.
“In their eyes, the human soul has already been materialized.”
What Zhuang Ren and Jin Jun said greatly affected Han Fei.
If what they said was true, then the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, who could hide his own mory in Zhuang Ren’s subconscious, could just as well take over Han Fei’s consciousness and beco the new master of his body.
Han Fei suddenly shivered; he rembered sothing a scientist had said many years ago—The degree of prominence of a phenonon has already made my hair stand on end, that is our humanity has far fallen behind our scientific and technological achievents.
“Butterfly has always been trying to get Zhuang Ren into the Death Building, probably to get the mories hidden in Zhuang Ren’s subconscious.”
Many scattered pieces suddenly ca together at this mont.
Zhuang Ren’s wife and daughter were locked in room 4144, where they used a God Statue holding Fu Sheng’s mory Fragnts to perform a soul-summoning, hoping to draw Zhuang Ren into the sa room as well.
The wife and daughter corresponded to Zhuang Ren; the God Statue corresponded to the mories in Zhuang Ren’s mind that did not belong to him.
To get what she desired, Butterfly had gone to great lengths.
“It seems I really can’t just take Zhuang Ren into Deep World recklessly; I have to be cautious.” Glancing at the clock on the wall, Han Fei walked over to Zhuang Ren, “After midnight tonight, you’ll wear the Auxiliary Treatnt Device and stay inside, confronting that part of the mory.”
“Will this allow to see my family?” Zhuang Ren’s face changed.
“Could it be that my family has also been turned into mory Fragnts?
And buried within the ‘corpse pile’?”
Shaking his head, Han Fei was about to say sothing when a sudden noise ca from a direction outside the window.
It sounded like sothing had exploded.
Although it was very far from them, the sound was still very clear.
The three n hurried over to the window and saw flas soaring into the sky from the Smart District.
“Sothing happened in the Smart District?” Xinhu Smart City District was a monunt of modern urban construction, entirely controlled by a Smart Brain.
Normally, not even traffic accidents occurred there, yet sothing unexpected had happened today.
The fire lit up the night sky, and the adjacent continuous virtual screens were also affected.
The giant number “3” was distorted in the firelight.
In just half an hour, the internet was flooded with videos and ssages.
The fire had started in the information database jointly managed by Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, which stored a large amount of material related to “Perfect Life.”
“With only three days left until the ga launch, why did this have to happen now?” Jin Jun was a devoted fan of “Perfect Life”; only in that virtual world could he completely relax without worrying about being recognized by fans of various celebrities.
The fire burned for an hour before being extinguished, and Han Fei watched the flas the entire ti.
Looking at the billowing fire, he rembered the night he got his gaming helt; the entire street selling those helts had been engulfed by a massive fire.
“It’s gotten dark, and tonight is Soul-returning Night.
It’s probably ti for Butterfly to make her move, right?”
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