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The red paint seed to co from this red room. When it touched Han Fei, he was connected to this room. If the room was a box, he was the person trapped inside the box. He had no concept of ti as he repeated the torture day after day.

Blood capillaries burst in Han Fei’s eyes. He felt a stab in his heart. The pain was much greater than physical pain. “I have forgotten about this despair, only the feeling of it…”

Low laughter ca from the back of his head. It seed to co from a child. He didn’t know anything but to laugh. Eventually, his laugh contained all kinds of negative emotions. Sadness, fear, despair, and then it beca sothing else completely.

“He has been laughing. At the first, the laugh was used to heal but after healing so many people, his laugh started to fear. People worried that he would one day kill all of them!” Standing inside the red room, Han Fei heard the aning inside the laughter for the first ti.

“So that person is ? But I haven’t really laughed before.” Many mory fragnts floated before Han Fei’s eyes. Every ti he exited the ga, he would be frozen in a bloody world. In that short ti, a bloody man stood behind him. Han Fei had no idea who that person was, but he knew every ti Mad Laughter was released, the person behind him would gain more emotions to beco an actual person!

Sothing was happening in real life too. Han Fei would never forget the ti he accidentally found a picture of himself wearing a gaming helt. The door and windows were locked. There were police outside. A living human couldn’t infiltrate his house and took a picture of him in-ga using his phone. Han Fei wanted to know who this person was. He didn’t have an answer, and he kept that picture.

“What is the connection between Mad Laughter and ? Is he hiding inside the black box?” However, the black box appeared much earlier than Mad Laughter. The more he thought about it, the more muddled he felt. He just wanted to know the truth.

“Do you know the truth? Have you seen the person in the red room?” Han Fei shouted at the kids around the surgical table. The children had lost their identities. They were rchandise that had their personalities removed to supply the clients. Even after they died, they had no faces.

So of the children walked towards Han Fei. Xia Yilan scread as her face changed shape. “Let go! I know the red room! There is only one red room. The room is used to strip the children of their personalities! All the operations were done in that red room!” After Xia Yilan said that, black blood oozed out of her mouth. Her flawless face cracked. “Save ! The red room is underground. I’ve been there before! I can bring you there!”

The children shoved the cake into her mouth. Xia Yilan, who could never make any real expression, finally showcased true fear. Her screams pierced Han Fei’s eardrums.

Han Fei woke up slightly from the illusions. “Okay, I’ll trust you one more ti.” Han Fei grabbed Xia Yilan by her ankles and pulled.

When the children saw this, they rushed at Han Fei. The small hands grabbed Han Fei. They sared the blood cake on Han Fei. But strangely enough, he didn’t feel any fear or madness. If anything, he was overwheld by sadness. Through the chaos, he could hear children crying. The red curses appeared on Han Fei’s shirt. A child called 4 left behind vicious curses. He wanted to make his room into the second blood-red room. He admired the red room. He dread of being the next red room owner, but he failed.

Han Fei was truly affected when the blood ssages appeared on his body. No. 4 evoked the broken mories in Han Fei’s mind. Han Fei didn’t think the red mory would harm him, but when they were awakened by No. 4, Han Fei realized his brain was about to be torn apart by his ‘normal’ childhood mory. “So my childhood mory was all fake?” The seed of doubt was planted. They were urged to grow by No. 4. The denial of his past was tornting. The children wiped more cake on Han Fei to celebrate his rebirth.

“Bring away…” Xia Yilan’s throat was sore.

Resisting the pain, Han Fei carried Xia Yilan out of the red room. Once he left, the pain slowly lessened. However, the oppression on his mind and heart remained. He really couldn’t rember his childhood. This feeling of having lived but couldn’t rember anything wore down his acting before the audience. Yes, he was acting too. However, while the other actors pretended to be brave, Han Fei had been pretending to be mild.

“I’m going out of control. Might as well lean into it.”

Han Fei’s eyes sharpened. The pressure from hell suffocated Xia Yilan. Han Fei planned to move when the door at the end of the corridor opened. The tall guard stood in the corridor holding two sharp knives. His body was covered in the character Death. He stood in the darkness.

The guard’s phone vibrated. Then, a siren ca from outside the building. Han Fei had no idea what was happening outside. Normally, the best solution was to hide and wait this out. However, Han Fei stared at the tall guard. His fingers pierced into the dead body’s heart. The blood slid down his shoulder and dripped to the ground. The ghosts moved in the dark. He wore darkness as his clothes and moved in the shadow.

The storm lashed against the windows, and glass shattered. The lightning flashed!

The temporary light carved out his profile. Everyone saw that dangerous gaze. On the corridor, the atmosphere was torn apart as darkness collided!

The safety door fell. The murderer was knocked away. Xia Yilan and the possessed tall guard had their mouths fall open. Neither of them expected this.

Han Fei was no longer the man chased by Butterfly. After two altar missions, he was much stronger than before.

“We’re going underground now. Tell where the real red room is!” Han Fei charged into the stairwell.

“It’s underground.” Xia Yilan felt her mind clear, but her voice trembled.

“Be more precise!” Han Fei was anxious. The siren ant that people were coming. It would be inconvenient for him to do things then.

“It’s at the deepest end of the corridor on the fourth-floor basent!” Xia Yilan answered.

Han Fei soon ca to the first floor.

“Han Fei! Can you leave here? You don’t need to bring with you!” Xia Yilan didn’t want to go underground, but Han Fei refused to let go. He still didn’t trust her that much.

“The other actors are here too.” Han Fei could imagine the other actors based on the flustered footsteps on the ground. “I should try my best to save them.”

Red paint splattered everywhere. The oil paintings appeared to blink. Xia Yilan scread in despair as Han Fei dragged her underground. Hearing the wails, Han Fei confird the other actors were trapped on the fourth-floor basent. Han Fei kicked down the trash and looked down the stairwell. He couldn’t see the bottom at all.

“We shan’t go any further! We’ll die!” Xia Yilan persuaded, but it was to no avail.

“The others might be in danger. Do you want to leave them behind and run?” Han Fei shouted loudly so that the audience could hear him. When the others abandoned him and ran away, he ca back to save them. He ca back to save those who abandoned him despite the risk to his own safety. It was shocking and admirable.

Xia Yilan didn’t know what to say. She thought for so ti to counter, but by then, Han Fei had already dragged her to the fourth-floor basent. There was no cara here because this was not part of the set. Thankfully, Han Fei brought his own cara. He used the guard’s cara as his own eyes. Even though the signal down here was very bad, he at least could still see sothing.

“It stinks.” The phone revealed the oil paintings all over this floor. People who were here would be stuck with paint.

“Just how long the others have been here?” The cracked wall was painted with red windows. The ground was painted with red flowers and grass. This was a bloody paradise. It felt as if one had walked into an endless nightmare.

“Is it possible that these are the reasons the hospital was suddenly abandoned?”

This scary place felt strangely familiar to Han Fei. Standing in the small paradise created by the painter, his false childhood mory slowly faded. The unique presence around him surfaced like he was back in the cryptic world.

“Ho?” This word suddenly appeared in his mind. Then he shook his head. “A place can’t be ho without a family.” As the conflicting ideas bounced in his mind, Han Fei followed the screams and headed deeper down the corridor. There were more red windows and the things inside the painted windows beca more complicated. Triggered by the paint, Han Fei’s gaze sharpened. When Han Fei was about 10 ters from the end of the corridor, Han Fei saw Li Feng and the rest.

“Why are only the three of you left?”

“Han Fei, don’t co any closer!” Li Feng’s face was pale. She shouted when she heard Han Fei. “Run, the thing is close by!” Li Feng’s voice was harsh. Han Fei didn’t heed her advice. “You’ll die! Go back! Leave us!” Li Feng’s expression was twisted from fear. She pointed at the oil painting beside Han Fei. “The thing is right there!”

Han Fei had reached the end of the corridor and stopped before the other actors.

“Why did you co?” Li Feng collapsed on the ground. “We abandoned you and ran, but you ca back to save us? We’ve killed you. I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay!” Han Fei noticed the unconscious Wu Li and A-Lin. He turned to examine the red oil painting. “You can pull down into the abyss with you. Perhaps I like that feeling.”

That stunned Li Feng. She looked at Han Fei dumbly. Han Fei was completely different from before. His deeply-hidden madness was revealed.

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