Chapter 834: Chapter 834: Looking Up at the Stars, Gazing Down at the Abyss
Han Fei’s consciousness stood beside the Humanity Abyss, silently raising his head to look at the lonely stars hanging in the night sky, which represented his own personality.
All the mories and experiences, all the choices and actions, all of it shaped Han Fei.
That star was still dim, but regardless of how the night changed, it remained there.
The abyss of greed gathered wailing ghosts and monsters, with negative emotions constantly accumulating and fernting, yet the star above the abyss emitted a gentle glow. All the invisible figures saved by Han Fei were holding up the star in the night.
“Is this my personality?”
Gazing at the stars, looking down at the abyss.
Ghosts and monsters could not leave the Humanity Abyss, they feared the stars. The black fog of greed was no longer out of control, suppressed beneath the abyss by the starlight.
With open arms, Han Fei bathed in the brightness of humanity, his brain sea slowly healing the nearly rotten ntal scars. The healing power was slowly affecting everything.
“Even without Ghost Blood, I can remove ntal pollution myself. This personality is strong!”
Now the starlight was weak, so the healing speed was slow. Ghost Blood was still faster, but as Han Fei’s personality strengthened, the healing power would beco increasingly powerful.
“Feels so good.”
Han Fei’s consciousness sat on the edge of the abyss, his legs dangling, arms supporting his body, feeling incredibly relaxed by the starlight.
The Healing-type Personality is very special, and this personality was not innate; it was obtained by Han Fei overcoming countless difficulties, step by step, through practical actions!
He did not receive anyone’s grace, his personality is the proof of his own soul, a gift from countless people he saved.
“Ti to try healing others, perhaps the more I use this ability, the stronger it becos.”
Han Fei did not touch the things left by Ma Jing. He did not want to be related to the other’s death. In fact, he was indeed trying to save, but unfortunately, Ma Jing ultimately chose suicide.
Gaining much, Han Fei returned to a state of “weakness.” He struggled out of Ankang Pharmacy, with Wang Chuqing waiting outside. This teacher was truly kind-hearted.
“Is Ma Jing dead?” Wang Chuqing saw that Ma Jing didn’t co out with Han Fei and already guessed the outco.
“We didn’t see Ma Jing tonight; his disappearance has nothing to do with us.” Han Fei shook his hands seriously in reply.
Seeing Han Fei’s flawless expression, Wang Chuqing perfunctorily nodded: “You’re right, can we return to school now?”
“Hold on.” Han Fei walked up to Wang Chuqing and stared at him for a long ti: “Your wife’s death has greatly affected you, leaving a scar in your heart that’s hard to heal.”
“Mind your own business.”
“Do you want to heal the pain in your heart and fix the flaws in your personality?” Han Fei wanted to complete the Shrine Random Task, and Teacher Wang was a good “patient.”
“Fix the flaws in my personality?” Wang Chuqing drew a vigilant distance from Han Fei: “You’re full of tricks. If you dare target , be prepared to go down together with .”
“What bad intentions could I have? I just want to offer you pure friendship.” Han Fei didn’t expect to be called full of tricks by his colleague after acquiring a Healing-type Personality. He couldn’t understand and felt a bit wronged.
“Heh, save that talk for Teacher Ma’s corpse.” Wang Chuqing carefully wrapped his knife in black cloth: “I’m heading back to school, are you coming?”
Teacher Wang’s tone was cold, but he was indeed a bit concerned about Han Fei’s health, which is why he asked another question.
“Going back together would raise suspicion, you go first.”
“Don’t die out there, hope I can still see you tomorrow.” Wang Chuqing handed Han Fei a box containing the Heart of Grudge and a small amount of Ghost Blood, then quickly disappeared into the night.
“Is it this hard to save people these days?” Han Fei had just awakened his Healing-type Personality, so he definitely wouldn’t waste ti. Tonight, he was going to hunt in the danger zone, quickly getting used to his personality and devouring so Ghosts and Monsters to enhance his strength.
“Just four ghosts dare to call themselves an abyss? I need to find a way to lure more Fierce Ghosts in.”
Ghosts and Monsters with special abilities are rare encounters, and there is a certain probability of success in devouring them, so Han Fei planned to win by numbers, leveraging his Luck Attribute advantage.
Taking out Gao Cheng’s notes, Han Fei checked the buildings Gao Cheng had explored before. Besides the three Deceit Buildings, the Black Building in District C — Xinhu Third ntal Hospital had also been entered by Gao Cheng.
“The diary says the ntal hospital is divided into the main and annex buildings. Hatred stays in the main building, and the annex contains a large number of rare Ghosts and Monsters unseen outside, along with many precious dications for healing ntal scars.”
“The annex has low danger, and so Ghosts and Monsters can be communicated with. It seems Gao Cheng even knew one of the ghosts.”
His eyes lingered on a page in the diary, and Han Fei morized the na written there — Mourning Girl.
According to Gao Cheng’s description, she was the head nurse of the ntal hospital whom Gao Cheng once helped.
“Dealing with Dark rchants, connecting with ghosts in the Black Building, this Gao Cheng is not simple. Sadly, no matter how he struggled, he was just a toy in Gao Xing’s hand. The other side gave Gao Cheng hope, then crushed it, a disparity that easily breaks a person’s heart.”
To enhance himself quickly, Han Fei finally made a choice.
“To truly understand the world’s rules, I must confront Hatred. Besides, the ntal hospital surely has many patients needing healing; my personality ability should shine there.”
The black lottery Wang Chuqing drew corresponded to this building, and Han Fei mainly wanted to scout the area, in case any changes occurred, so he’d have so idea.
Following the map in Gao Cheng’s notes, Han Fei found a bicycle and sped through the night.
In the latter half of the night, Han Fei arrived at the center of Zone C, and the Xinhu Third ntal Hospital was just a few hundred ters away. This Black Building was surrounded by restricted areas, and other ghosts and monsters had already fled.
“The scale of the entire structure is twice what it is in reality, and nearby buildings seem to have been swallowed up as well. This Black Building appears to grow stronger with the power of hatred.”
Looking at the towering complex, Han Fei felt a desire to retreat. He put on a baseball cap and hesitated for a long ti before approaching the Black Building.
The sound of a music box ca from an unknown source. This deranged, chaotic structure seed like a birthday gift from the night sent to disaster, and those who opened it would beco unfortunate.
“Player number 0000, please be aware! You have discovered the Black Building—Xinhu Third ntal Hospital, triggering the Shrine Random Task—Disorder.”
“Disorder: Enter the Third ntal Hospital and, after conversing with ten patients, still remain clear-minded.”
Han Fei didn’t expect that simply approaching the Black Building would trigger a task; obtaining tasks in this Shrine mory World had beco a simple matter.
“Where is that sound coming from? It seems like soone is performing deep inside the building? Are the ntal patients singing?”
Avoiding the main entrance, Han Fei quietly climbed over the fence of the auxiliary building.
Inside and outside the courtyard walls seed like two different worlds. Outside of the ntal hospital was dead silent and terrifying, but inside was filled with all sorts of strange sounds.
The ears couldn’t distinguish what those sounds were exactly. There were chaotic laughter, crying, arguing, dripping water, cutting, and footsteps back and forth. The strangest part was that even if you covered your ears, these sounds would still appear in your brain.
They seed like incurable diseases, once infected, they would accompany you for life.
“If normal people stay here long enough, they would probably be driven crazy.”
The building in front felt like a frenzied nightmare, distorting the souls of all who entered.
“Just avoid the main building.” Han Fei morized everything from his notes about the Mourning Girl—her frequent areas were on the third floor of the auxiliary building.
Restraining his breath, Han Fei gripped the Coin of Destiny and pushed open the glass door of the auxiliary building.
His heart rate unconsciously accelerated, and the darkness at the end of the corridor seed to wriggle, as if sothing were hiding inside, slowly crawling toward Han Fei.
Wiping the cold sweat from his cheeks, Han Fei habitually assud a defensive posture. This building exuded an ominous aura from every corner, and the Lazy Ghost in his baseball cap was shivering, too scared to remind Han Fei of the ghosts’ positions.
“The disorder task requires conversing with ten patients; does ‘patients’ refer to ghosts or people?”
After talking to actual madn for a long ti, normal people could also go insane. ntal disorder, cognitive dissonance, when reason is shaken, the originally normal people would be left here.
“Don’t do unnecessary things, go directly to the third floor, and if the Mourning Girl is not there, leave imdiately.” Han Fei realized he had severely underestimated the danger of the Black Building. Just entering the auxiliary building felt off.
The danger wasn’t about a specific ghost, but the entire building was eerie. It was completely shrouded in an indescribable terrifying atmosphere, and everything seed to try its best to drive you insane.
The words on the walls appeared normal at first glance, but after a while, they morph into strange patterns the brain can’t recognize, causing various psychological discomforts over ti.
“Letting the students take tests in a place like this is practically sending them to their deaths; the future must change!”
Han Fei used his Word Spirit ability to hypnotize himself, calming down as he quickly entered the hallway.
Looking up stair by stair, at the corner of the staircase stood a man in a hospital gown, his back to Han Fei, facing the wall as if a student punished for wrongdoing.
“Have I encountered a ghost from the Black Building so quickly?” The dark mist from Humanity Abyss slowly erged, and Han Fei approached with the Coin in his hand.
The patient, with his back to Han Fei, seed unaware of his presence, constantly muttering sothing under his breath.
“I am not mad, I am not sick, I am very normal…”
“Why won’t you pick up? Why did you leave here! Why!”
The head collided with the wall, bloodstains flowed down the wall skin, and Han Fei triggered his Greed Personality, enveloping the patient completely in darkness!
“Touch the secret deep within the soul!”
To Han Fei’s surprise, the madman in the hospital gown before him was not a ghost or monster; he was a living person imprisoned in the Black Building.
“Ordinary people can survive in the Black Building? Why does the Hatred leave these living people? What does it want to do with them?” Han Fei furrowed his brows; the Hatred in the Third ntal Hospital was quite peculiar, not only setting up rules for humans and ghosts to coexist but also raising living people in its Black Building.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you.” The black mist blocked the outside world. Han Fei firmly held down the patient, trying his Healing-type Personality for the second ti.
Starlight from above the Abyss spilled over the patient’s soul, as healing hands brushed over the twisted, incomplete soul, various filthy and ugly emotions erged on the surface. The patient gradually escaped fear and beca slightly normal.
“Player number 0000, please take note, you have successfully healed a patient.”
After hearing the system notification, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief. But as he retracted his hands, the patient collapsed to the ground like a puppet lost of soul.
“This shouldn’t happen.”
This ti, Han Fei genuinely wanted to save soone, but the patient seed to have gone into brain death.
Delving into his Brain Sea, Han Fei noticed the Starlight above the Abyss brightened slightly. After healing the soul’s wounds, he seemingly absorbed the soul unconsciously into his Healing Personality.
“This seems to be his own choice. His greatest obsession was for his family to rescue him from the ntal hospital. I seem to have inadvertently fulfilled his wish. Yes, it must be that.”
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