CH 619

Big Sin looked at Han Fei, and it was disappointed. The near-death scene didn’t appear. It rolled on the ground with disappointment. It accidentally knocked into the cupboard where Xu Qin stored the meat. When the cupboard fell, Big Sin seemed to realize something and started to charge outward. Big Sin, who didn’t fear anything, was afraid of Xu Qin. In just one night, Xu Qin managed to tame Big Sin.

“Never mind. Let it be.” Han Fei stopped Xu Qin, who was going to chase after Big Sin. It was not because he wanted to protect Big Sun. He didn’t dare let Xu Qin leave his side because he might die from the food. Xu Qin’s meat was delicious, but for most people, they would only have the chance to eat them once. After all, they only had one life. However, it was different for Han Fei. With Xu Qin’s protection, he could visit the edge of death many times. He used brute force to increase his resistance against the curse.

Han Fei continued to eat, and his broken body slowly recovered. He had the chance to recover that night fully. Han Fei opened the menu and saw the talent, Spiritfarer. Whenever the gate of hell appeared, another soul would be healed through the world’s most special warmth and care.

‘Spiritfarer is such an easily-misunderstood name. It should be called Guidance of Love.’ After finishing the first plate of meat, Han Fei called Feng Ziyu over. He had him gather all the Ziggurat guards to welcome the new player. After Feng Ziyu was done with everything, Han Fei exited the kitchen and used Spiritfarer at the corner.

The menu was torn apart by blood. The sea of blood roared behind the gate of hell. Han Fei shook the soul bell and imagined Li Feng in his mind. He recited her name and her birth date. For modern people who had a hectic schedule, going back to the virtual world to relax after a long day was a staple already. A feather that burned like flame floated to the surface and was swallowed by the ghost face!

The ghost face leaped out of the gate of hell and disappeared inside one of Ziggurat’s rooms. The gate of hell closed. Han Fei put away the bell and walked out.

“With the persona surgery talent from Fu Sheng’s altar, many things can be skipped over. However, Li Feng managed to remain conscious while being chased by the painter. That shows immense talent. I should be able to help her expand that talent.” When Li Feng was in extreme danger, the first thing she thought of when she saw Han Fei was not to seek help but to tell him to escape. The test of life and death could show a person’s personality. Han Fei believed Li Feng was a real talent. Perhaps one day he could tell her the truth. Han Fei valued such talents. It would be a waste to force them into persona surgery. He asked Feng Ziyu to set up a little test for Li Feng instead. Then he would decide what to do after that.

Sensing the location of the wandering soul, Han Fei silently approached and observed everything from the dark.

Ten minutes later, Lee Zai carried Li Feng embarrassedly to the altar. He didn’t follow the script and accidentally released his brother. Li Feng fainted from meeting Lee Huo.

“Overall, Li Feng is very good. Her mental and physical fortitude is good. When she was escaping, her mind was moving too, assessing the escape route, observing the surroundings.” Feng Ziyu walked towards Han Fei with his collected info. “Other than that, she has two unique strengths. Firstly, even if she’s in deep danger, as long as she is not incapacitated, she will not give up. She is a very strong person mentally.

“Secondly, after she met Weep, she felt there was something wrong with him. But when they were in danger, she was willing to bring Weep with her and had Weep hide behind her. She looks cool on the surface but she’s a very kind person.” Feng Ziyu was an experienced HR member.

“She’s a player with very high potential. If only she can last longer.” Han Fei peeled back the black cloth and pressed his hand on Li Feng’s head. Before he used persona surgery, he checked Li Feng’s property. Li Feng had a very low level and normal attributes. She didn’t even have a talent. ‘She is a real casual player.’ If she wasn’t chased by the painter and got stuck with dirty stuff, Han Fei wouldn’t have the chance to call her to the cryptic world. After that, Han Fei used persona surgery on Li Feng. He deleted the memories about the painter, the children, No. 4 from her mind. He didn’t touch the rest. The livestream was everywhere on the internet. Li Feng could find out a lot on her own. That was the limitation of persona surgery. It could edit a person’s memory, but it couldn’t edit the truth. Han Fei heard screams. During the last period, Han Fei erased the memory of everything that had happened to Li Feng in the cryptic world and then sent her back with Resurrection. The whole process lasted for three minutes. Han Fei was getting better at this. He also realized that the more he used Resurrection, the stronger the connection he had with these lost souls. The connection was palpable for Han Fei. It was like he had branded all the souls he had sent back. Resurrection was Han Fei’s default talent. It had an unknown level, but from the effect, it was much stronger than the Resurrection he had in Fu Sheng’s memory world.

“Pulling the players into the cryptic world and then editing their memory is a very scary talent.” Han Fei could edit critical parts of someone’s memory, and the whole world could be turned upside down. “I wonder if Fu Sheng has used this talent on living humans before.”

Han Fei sat before the altar and held his chin with one hand. He had a feeling that some kind of memory was surfacing in his mind. When the red covered his mind, he would find his real self and face the laughing persona.

“When I clear all the games at the theme park, he will revive with my body. That person might be Fu Sheng or Mad Laughter, or something else completely.” Han Fei had a headache thinking about this. He stood up and returned to the fifth floor. He sat at the dining table and engulfed the wonderful food on the table. Food was a good way to deal with pressure.

After the three hours limitation, Han Fei recovered a lot already. He called over the neighbors from Ziggurat and Happiness Neighborhood. He had one last thing to do.

“Ziggurat now can protect itself. However, in the cryptic world, being content is no different from suicide. Therefore, we have to try everything to move further.

“The plastic surgery hospital is our neighbor, and we know them very well. To prevent unnecessary conflict, I suggest we try working with them first to deal with the theme park.” As the manager of Ziggurat and the owner of negative fifteen charm, no one would disagree with Han Fei.

“But will they agree?” Lee Zai was worried.

“The faceless woman and part of the white shoes’ consciousness are with us. They have to agree.” Han Fei looked at Zhuang Wen because she seemed to have something to say.

“This woman’s hatred is not complete. I’ve asked Doctor Yan. To kill her completely, we have to find smile, pain, despair, anger, and bliss. Each emotion is a beautiful face. Those faces are her weaknesses.” Zhuang Wen felt more human after she entered the memory world with Han Fei. Perhaps it was because of the things she had seen in there. “I wanted to eat her, but if I do that now, it won’t help me much. But if I consume her after all her faces are found…” Zhuang Wen discussed something scary before the victim. The neighbors’ expressions changed when they heard they could consume the Pure Hatred.

“Since we can’t kill her now, then curse her head and leave the rest to me.” After a simple discussion, Zhuang Wen placed the faceless woman’s head on the dining table. She and Xu Qin imbued the head with endless curses.

The faceless woman was really unlucky. If she ran into other Pure Hatred, she could have escaped with her strange ability. However, Zhuang Wen inherited all the Death Curses at the Ziggurat, and Xu Qin was a Curse Amalgamation. These two Pure Hatreds shoved the worst curses they could think of into the faceless woman. “This is art.” Zhuang Wen held up the head. She and Xu Qin carved a face on the head. Before the curse was healed, the head couldn’t accept other faces.

“Come on, let’s go.” Han Fei couldn’t wait to meet the painter again. Zhuang Wen hugged the faceless woman’s head, and Xu Qin held the white shoes’ kindness. Han Fei walked in the middle. The blood chased away the mist. The night was dyed red. “Let’s go meet up with Mirror God first. We need to avoid conflict before that.”

They hurried forward. When the faceless woman’s head left the mist, activities came from the hospital. Shadows flitted across the twisted buildings. The hospital’s Pure Hatreds had discovered Han Fei’s group. Neither party made the first move. They ran along the edge of the hospital to the Midnight Mall.

Han Fei placed the faceless woman’s head on the Mirror God’s altar. He wanted to try if he could sacrifice the faceless woman. The altar didn’t give any response, probably because the faceless woman’s resentment was too strong.

“I’ll place you here. If you dare to trick us, I’ll sacrifice you to the altar.” Han Fei stared at the faceless woman and switched on the masterful acting in his mind. He was probably the first human to dare threaten a Pure Hatred. The faceless woman was very unlucky to fall into Han Fei’s hands. She couldn’t read the man’s thoughts at all, and he didn’t follow the cryptic world’s rules.

“Han Fei, they are here.” Mirror God reminded Han Fei and opened the mall’s backdoor. A thin man with a bare chest appeared at the backdoor.

“The painter? He dares to come alone?” Han Fei was surprised. The painter had no chance to win if he were to take on three Pure Hatreds on his own. However, he still dared to come to the mall alone. After he stepped into the mall, all the doors and windows closed, making the mall an enclosed space. Han Fei hadn’t decided what to do, but Mirror God was already prepared to kill.

Four Pure Hatreds were gathered together. Even if they had pulled in their presence, the souls on the shelves still shivered. However, this was nothing for Han Fei. After all, he was once food for ten Pure Hatreds.

“Why are you here alone?” Han Fei sat beside the altar and munched on Xu Qin’s pork heart. His appetite was not affected by the Pure Hatreds. Surrounded by Xu Qin, Zhuang Wen, and the Mirror God, the thin man’s eyes paused on Han Fei. He was no different from how he acted in real life. He was silent and aloof, like he had given up on everything. However, that disappointment didn’t turn into malice but a deep-seated numbness.

As Mirror God was about to make his move, the man’s wound shaped like a 4 bled. The blood echoed with the screams of children. The man hugged his arm like how one would hug a baby. His numb face colored with rare gentleness. The blood dripped, and each drop formed a painting. They were windows that led to different children’s hearts.

“This is strange.” Even Mirror God frowned. The presence of the painter became stronger. The man’s power source was not hatred but something else. “No wonder even the Butterfly failed to take over the hospital. This Pure Hatred hides many things on him!”

When his whole body was covered in black blood, the painter slowly turned around. A black window was painted on his back. Blood slid down the window frame. Something moved behind the window. Moments later, a giant eye opened behind the window.

The monster was so large that its body couldn’t fit inside the window. It was leaning close to the window and looked at Han Fei on the other side.