The more people believe in Kuangxiao, the stronger Kuangxiao’s power becos, and it can bring more help to everyone.
As the survivors at the Baokang Hospital base gradually increased, the God Statue standing in the center of the district beca increasingly majestic, as if it was also constantly growing.
"We were actually able to establish a survivor base in Zone A?" Dong Quan, a veteran of the Investigation Bureau, had previously thought of coming to Zone A, but after paying a great price, they gave up: "The team leader is really sothing else."
In just one night, Investigation Team Thirteen centered around Baokang Children’s Hospital and built a shelter for the victims, sothing unthinkable in the past.
The Investigation Bureau has so many Personality Awakened individuals, yet what they couldn’t accomplish, Han Fei did effortlessly.
He exterminated four Hatreds, suppressed the chaos with iron blood, and used Healing Starlight to help the victims clear the Curse and ntal pollution, winning over people’s hearts. He gave hope back to those victims enslaved by Hatred, who could no longer survive.
In fact, living amidst Disaster, ordinary people don’t have extravagant demands, as long as they don’t have to live in constant fear every day.
Han Fei’s strength and gentleness were simultaneously displayed before everyone. In the wave of disaster where everyone was scared, who wouldn’t want to follow soone like him?
All survivors enslaved by Hatred were healed by Han Fei. What Han Fei didn’t expect was that among the people he saved were mbers of the old Investigation Bureau, so of whom chose to sacrifice themselves to cover their teammates’ retreat. After learning Han Fei was from the Investigation Bureau, they enthusiastically began to help him.
Hatred thought it stood at the top of the food chain, treating those with Special Personalities as slightly stronger toys, believing everything was under its control. This arrogant mindset, instead, indirectly honed the wills of many survivors.
Normally, when ntal pollution exceeds eighty percent, no matter how strong the will is, the Personality is basically ruined. Yet, Han Fei has a Healing Personality that can clear ntal pollution.
The number of Special Personality holders in the base increased, and those new mbers were amazed at how strong Han Fei was, realizing he was a doctor.
"Greed Personality imprisons Ghosts and Monsters, using their power for killing; Healing Personality repairs itself and helps others clear ntal pollution and the Curse; having both Personalities makes feel increasingly like I was born for Disaster."
Han Fei was in a good mood; the establishnt of the base went more smoothly than he expected. He initially worried about not having enough grassroots personnel but was perfectly aided by the Special Personality holders rescued from the Black Building.
After dawn, Dong Quan handed a statistical report to Han Fei.
Inside the Baokang base, there are now eight thousand seven hundred ordinary survivors, two hundred and eleven Special Personality holders, eight three-ti Awakened individuals, and one six-ti Lie Awakened individual—Yan Ruyu.
This six-ti Lie Awakened individual had always hidden himself until he discovered that Han Fei could heal the Curse and ntal pollution, only then did he reveal his strength.
He is the steward of Mr. Evil Spirit of Hatred, living amidst urban Kaidan, playing various death gas with Mr. Evil Spirit daily—one mistake and his soul could scatter.
Besides the imprisoned Hatred, Yan Ruyu was Han Fei’s biggest gain; a six-ti Personality holder is quite scarce even in the Investigation Bureau.
Using the secret that touches the soul’s depths, Han Fei saw through each Special Personality holder’s soul and thoughts, assigning everyone the most suitable positions. The basic frawork of the survivor base was built, and next, they only needed to ensure ample food and water to operate normally.
For other bases, acquiring ample food in Zone A is challenging, with long transport routes also being extrely dangerous, but Han Fei, with the help of the Dark rchant, knew exactly where to get large amounts of food.
Moreover, he did not intend to stay here long term; everything was re preparation for the Divine Spirit’s birthday. The ultimate victory or defeat would be decided on that day.
"While it’s daylight, everyone hurry up to set up the base."
Han Fei issued a new order, knowing well that as the Shrine mory World entered the third stage, Hatred could co any mont, and tonight was destined to be a sleepless night: "Anian and Yan Lan can jointly block ordinary Hatred. If their numbers increase, I’ll need to step in. The situation will get increasingly difficult, and they need to experience more trials; they can’t always rely on ."
After instructing so team mbers, Han Fei walked alone towards the depths of Zone A.
Arriving at the Sky Garden Residential Community, just approaching the building, the Divine Spirit Eyes in the Greed Abyss began to stir, and Gao Cheng wanted to open his eyes to see his mother.
"Don’t rush; I will fulfill each promise I made to you."
Touching the Ghost Creature, Han Fei paused in confusion; the Ghost Creature enveloping the Sky Garden Residential Community differed from the Mother Ghost’s Ghost Creature. Now, another Hatred resides in the building!
The other party seed to have noticed Han Fei too; a gap opened in the dark Ghost Creature, and Grudge Energy roiled to form steps in front of Han Fei.
"Opening the door to welco guests? Such a courteous Hatred is rare to see."
Stepping onto the steps made of Grudge Energy, Han Fei entered the building, and the Ghost Creature instantly enveloped everything again, as if he had never been here.
Inside the building, every room displayed a red number. Han Fei noticed that the number kept changing, only decreasing, not increasing.
"Compared to the first ti I ca, it feels completely different."
Blood-soaked hair hung down from above, and occasionally, faint children’s rhys could be heard. The eerie nature of this Ghost Creature could rival that of Director Tong Xin’s Ghost Creature.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The heavy knocking echoed, and Han Fei stopped in his tracks to look back. The corridor was empty, but the knocking kept getting closer.
About ten seconds later, the door to Han Fei’s left suddenly opened, and a man in a Black Robe appeared inside. He held a tray, on which was a missing persons poster about Gao Xing.
However, compared to a normal missing persons poster, this one had a photo pierced by a sharp knife. Gao Xing’s face was marked with scars, and several steel needles were stuck into his eyes and eye sockets.
It was clear that the person behind this harbored intense hatred for Gao Xing.
"Why are you bringing this ominous thing here?" Han Fei looked at the Black-Robed man, who remained silent and turned back into the room, seemingly guiding Han Fei.
Upon entering the room, the blood-stained walls were blurry, and doors of Blood Gates were installed all over the cracked walls.
The Black-Robed man walked ahead, and with each door he opened, the numbers on the doors reduced slightly.
After a long while, the Black-Robed man suddenly froze in place, chanically removing his hood. There were no expressions on his plain face, and his eyes turned numb.
"What happened to you?" Han Fei gently patted the man’s shoulder, only to see him collapse to the ground, like a chanical toy that forgot to be wound up.
"His mory has been completely depleted. You should congratulate him; he is freed from suffering and will no longer endure pain." A hoarse female voice erged from behind one of the doors, carrying deeply suppressed hatred and resentnt, yet maintaining her sanity with normal human emotions and mories.
"Who are you?" Despite having gone through eight Personality Awakenings, Han Fei couldn’t determine the woman’s location.
"You’ve never seen , but I’ve been watching you all along." The woman’s voice paused for a long ti before continuing, "You’re not Gao Cheng."
"I’m not Gao Cheng? Then who am I?" Han Fei beca wary.
"I don’t know who you are, nor do I understand why you’re helping Gao Cheng. I just want to clarify one thing, is Gao Xing in trouble?" The owner of the female voice knew many things, and she was not easily fooled by re hatred.
"Which Gao Xing are you referring to?"
"Of course, I’m referring to that Unspeakable outside this Shrine World, that source of sin Gao Xing!" The woman’s voice beca sharp, like nails scratching glass, sending chills down anyone’s spine just by listening.
Han Fei’s eyes squinted slightly: "You actually know you’re living inside Gao Xing’s Shrine?"
"Cut the crap! Answer my question!" The woman’s hatred enveloped Han Fei, and all the numbers on the surrounding Blood Gates started to rapidly decrease.
"Normally, outsiders can’t enter the Shrine of the Unspeakable, unless that Unspeakable is on the brink of death." Han Fei hid the existence of Kuangxiao and didn’t disclose the special ability of Number Two.
Hearing Han Fei’s words, hoarse laughter emanated from the door, soon morphing into a frenzied cry.
"I’ve answered your question; now can you tell who you really are?" Han Fei sensed the hatred gathering behind a certain door, and everything related to Gao Xing inside the building was torn apart. Once Gao Xing’s face could no longer be seen, a Blood Gate directly in front of Han Fei opened.
A woman bound entirely with Blood Rope appeared. She possessed an unrealistically beautiful face, her features were flawless as if they were a masterpiece of art, yet her body was covered in horrifying wounds, those scars cursed by the Divine Spirit, never able to heal.
"I am Gao Xing’s wife, and also the person in this world who most wishes to kill him." Her expression was grim and twisted, yet even in such a state, she exuded a special beauty.
"Wife?" The data Han Fei possessed did not ntion this woman: "Who would’ve thought soone like Gao Xing could get married."
"Indeed, I never thought that the husband who cherished would turn out to be Xinhu’s most terrifying perverted murderer!" As she recalled the past, the Red Rope on her body tightened. The ends of the Red Rope were tied to nurous gruesoly dead bodies. When the woman felt pain, those bodies would crawl towards her on the Red Rope, even if shattered, they would re-form.
The bodies were not real; they were entirely her own inner demons.
"He never considered as his wife, only using to fill his void of maternal love, and then turning into one of his creations! All the happiness I felt was false; my emotions were manipulated by him until, at the height of my Happiness, he killed in the cruelest way." The woman’s hatred nearly spiraled out of control: "He made a deal with the nightmare, wanting to beco an Evil Ghost, but feared the will of the dream would deceive him, so he first used as an experint. He personally turned into a ghost!"
"Gao Xing made a deal with the nightmare? The will of the dream?" Han Fei caught the key. It was hard to believe that Xinhu’s great Disaster was executed by just one Unspeakable; it had to be a joint effort by several Unspeakables in the Deep World, with Gao Xing as the executor, while the Dream Managent from the Paradise was the real planner.
"He turned into a mindless ferocious spirit, beca the knife in his hand, and once he beca an Unspeakable ghost, I had no more use. He imprisoned , his mother, and those fake family mbers all in the Shrine. He built a fantasy of a perfect family for himself."
Perhaps due to the Hidden Profession of Pretty Man, Han Fei found that many female ghosts were willing to "complain" to him, and he was indeed a good listener.
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