My Healing Game

Laughing wildly is a special existence in Han Fei's heart. The self who laughs like crazy all the time bears the pain and despair of everyone. He always laughs hysterically, as if he will never be knocked down.

Laughing Maniacally Before he succeeded in usurping the gods, every time Han Fei logged in to the game, there would be a **** person standing behind him. In the city where blood falls, the two of them are back to back and rely on each other. Perhaps in their view of each other, each other will never fall and will always be trustworthy.

"I have always regarded Kuangxiao as an unspeakable god, but he is actually a human being just like me, and he also feels pain and despair."

Han Fei didn't know how long the maniacal laughter could last. He had to destroy all the shrines in the shallow world as soon as possible, and rush back to the deep world, where his home and family were.

"The dream is getting closer."

The villain in the movie will always give the protagonist various opportunities, but for an opponent like Meng, once it has determined its goal, it will use all means without any reservations.

Reality, the shallow world, and the deep world have all been attacked.

Han Fei, who was standing in the guild's residence, seemed to see a huge black wave in the distance, and he had nowhere to hide.

A few hours later, the chaotic night finally came to an end. Han Fei and his neighbors rushed to Xinshou Village in the main city ahead of schedule.

The sun rose at eight o'clock, and newcomers landed one after another. Many of them had difficulty even surviving. Normally, it would be impossible for them to afford expensive game warehouses in their entire lives, and they would not be able to come here after spending their entire lives.

"Pay attention to your surroundings! No players are allowed to approach!"

Han Fei's expression was extremely serious. What happened in reality and the deep world brought him great pressure.

After the two top hatred guards, several large-scale resentment escorts, Han Fei and other newcomers arrived, they gave them an overview of the situation in the city and some basic operations. Then he led everyone to walk towards the central square of the main city.

The surviving players hid in the building and peeked. They didn't understand why so many newcomers came in to die. You must know that the current main city is similar to hell. Any stranger who passes by on the street may be a perverted murderer. Even the most trusted partners are betrayed, and the bridges between people are collapsing.

The gray mist was dispelled by hatred, and there were two batches of newcomers who logged in this time, about 5,000 people.

It can be clearly seen from their mental state that they are different from ordinary people. Their obsession and fetters as the masters of nightmares also endure unimaginable pain. Their lives are like wicks soaked in despair, struggling and burning, not knowing what time will return to darkness.

The central square in the early morning was a little deserted. The massacre last night made the players afraid to go out casually, and they were not willing to continue exploring the nightmare for the time being.

"You guys wait here for a while." Han Fei pushed No. 2 out of the building in a wheelchair, and the two stopped on the giant screen that scrolled and played various nightmare messages.

In just a few minutes, a rookie player was already crying

It became a sound, because what was played on the giant screen was the story of him and his mother.

His mother is no longer there, so he can only hear his mother's singing in his dreams. With his mother's encouragement, he goes out every day in his best condition, facing the sun with a smile on his face.

"My mother is not a ghost. She drove you away just because she was worried that I would be afraid."

"Yes, I know." Han Fei walked through the crowd and gently hugged the crying boy, "You'll see her soon." "What do I need to do?" The rookie player wiped away his tears, He looked at Han Fei with light in his eyes, and he seemed to be able to do anything.

"Just put your longings, what you want to say to the owner of the nightmare, and the emotions accumulated in your heart into this box." Number two raised his hands, holding a black box full of cracks in his palms, and he could vaguely see through the cracks. , the inside of the box is pure white: "Don't resist my consciousness, I will connect your fate with Han Fei, and let him send all your thoughts to the master of the nightmare."

The voice of No. 2 reached the ears of every newcomer player, and then he passed the players with the box in his hand, watching the hands touch the black box with his own eyes.

Black stands for despair, and white stands for hope. Everyone uses their most precious memories to touch despair. Slowly, the black and white box begins to shrink, and many cracks are filled.

When No. 2 took the box back from the last player, the black and white box basically had no visible cracks.

"Take it and carry it on your back." Number two handed the box to Han Fei very formally.

After Han Fei picked up the black and white box instead of No. 2, No. 2 put his hand on the box lightly. He looked at Han Fei's face for a long time: "Can you promise me something?"

"you say."

"Let Number Zero live, okay?" Number Two seemed to have seen something, and this was the first time he spoke to Han Fei in an almost pleading tone.

Han Fei is a very smart person. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "Okay."

After receiving Han Fei's reply, No. 2 seemed to have no regrets anymore. His eyes began to disappear slowly, followed by his ears and arms.

When undergoing the personality test, because No. 2 exceeded the expectations of all the experimenters, in order to restrain him, those people first made him disabled, then gouged out his eyes, and then deprived him of his hearing and arms. In the end, only one brain was left in a jar.

Number two in the wheelchair was disappearing smoothly according to this. He seemed to have made a final decision, and everything that disappeared was injected into the box in Han Fei's hand.

An indescribable aura began to emerge, black and white beams of light soared into the sky, and the chains of fate that imprisoned everyone in the city were instantly shattered, and a huge hole was opened in the gray fog covering the sky.

"I send you into your last nightmare."

The sound dissipated in his ears, and there was only a wheelchair left in front of Han Fei. He held the black and white box in both hands, and could feel a force forcibly changing his mortal fate.

Picking up the box, Han Fei left from the central square and walked towards the hospital in the main city.

Players all over the city looked at him, and neighbors walked behind him, blending into his ghost pattern and becoming a part of his life.

The gray mist avoided in front of Han Fei, and Han Fei carried a black and white box, bearing the pressure of eleven shrines and moving forward.

He stepped on the stairs of the hospital to the top floor of the hospital.

Approaching step by step, under the watchful eyes of countless players, Han Fei's hand holding the box slowly dropped, and it was the first time he really touched the shrine of dreams.

The colorful world was swallowed by darkness, and the nightmare bubbles wanted to wrap Han Fei, but they all left after approaching Han Fei.

The owner of the nightmare seemed to have sensed a familiar aura from Han Fei. Even if they couldn't be sure, they were still unwilling to hurt them.

Constantly falling in the dark, getting colder, more desperate, and the nightmare getting deeper and deeper.

There wasn't a single bubble to stop Han Fei, and he didn't know how long he had been falling until the water splashed and Han Fei saw a faint light.

He was lying on the sea, bubbles gushed out of the deep sea one by one, and strange voices were hidden in every wave. This place seemed to be the end of all nightmares.

"For people like me, the sea has special meaning."

Sea water poured into Han Fei's ears, and a voice rang in his ears.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei saw a boundless sea, which was bigger than any previous nightmare.

The cold water soaked his body, and there was nothing around him. Han Fei struggled and swam in a certain direction, but no matter how hard he tried, the sea still couldn't see the end.

Slowly, he was exhausted and couldn't swim anymore.

The body began to sink, and the sea water submerged his heart, his mouth, his eyes, and his ears.

"I never thought that there is a **** in this world. If there is a god, why are there so many sad things? He allows sorrow and pain. An unkind **** is not the **** I believe in."

There are voices hidden in every drop of sea water. It is unknown who is speaking. These voices seem to have been buried in the bottom of the sea, and only those who sink into the deep sea can hear them.

"I couldn't control my hand, I couldn't even hold the half-filled glass, it was shaking all the time, I was looking for medicine everywhere, walking around, walking around, walking around."

"I wanted to lie in the rain, but when I fell, I fell into the sea. I didn't know who would save me. I saw myself getting farther and farther away from my previous life."

"It seems that I haven't been happy for a long time. Do you want to cry when you want to cry?"

"I'm so sad, can you accompany me?"

"You don't really want to stay with me do you? I'm a monster."

"Sorry, I can't stand it, can I run away? I'm a little tired, sorry.

"Heavy rain."

The distance between Han Fei and the sea was getting farther and farther, his body was still sinking, he couldn't control himself, and there was darkness all around.

"The voices of those people are always in my head, I don't really want to jump, it's someone grabbing my hair."

"It's too noisy. This empty room is so noisy. My hands are covered with my own hair. Even if I plug my ears, it still feels very noisy."

"There will be endless checkups every day, just like the dolls I put on the bed. Like me, they always can't eat, and they can't help but want to pull them out when they are rehydrating."

"Later they confiscated my pen, so I took out the metal strip from the mask and used it to pierce my wrist. There were bloodstains like ripples and waves. I seemed to see the sea again."

His chest was stuffy. Han Fei felt the pressure coming from all directions. His body was sinking. The feeling of suffocation was not strong, but it always existed, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"My life has become a sea, and I have no direction anywhere. I want to open my heart and see what's wrong with me?"

"It takes a lot of effort to breathe, it takes a lot of effort to live, and I have to pretend to be normal."

"No one likes me when I'm bad. It's not easy for them to live. There are many people who have experienced more suffering than me. I shouldn't be like this. I always tell myself that I shouldn't be like this."

"I will try not to let others dislike me, try not to influence others, I tell myself loudly, I am very young, I can't die yet."

"I try my best to laugh, cater to life, and reassure my relatives. I try my best to be a gentle person, hide my arms full of blood scabs, and wear long sleeves all year round."

Han Fei, who was sinking, endured the growing sense of suffocation. He didn't know how to pass this nightmare, and everything seemed to have no answer.

His skin became pale and his mind became dull. Han Fei gritted his teeth to keep himself awake. He tried his best to distinguish the voices pouring into his ears~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The words that merged into the sea seemed to come from the bottom of the sea, and also seemed to come from the bottom of his heart .

Looking down, there is an isolated island in the deep sea that no one cares about.

"I deleted all the photos, I don't want to see myself, and I don't want to be trapped here."

"I stopped talking and trying to make others understand. I started to become silent and quiet. I seemed to be more and more like this sea that I couldn't escape from."

"The white pill can make me fall asleep. I swallowed it very consciously. I could feel it passing through the esophagus. I gradually lost control of my body. My vision became hazy. I seemed to have that dream again."

"I sink into the deep sea, looking at myself, looking at you."

"I dreamed that I became the seasons, my arms were full of flowers, and the warm rain fell on my feet. I melted the white snow and floated on that sea."

"I know I love this world deeply, it has given me everything I have, but it's time to say goodbye."