My Iyashikei Game

"I really didn't do anything too bad. I've been sleeping on the ground for the past few days without holding hands. If someone else came here, how could he withstand such a temptation? If he was lucky enough not to be hacked to death, I guess the baby is a month old."

Han Fei quietly followed behind the blood-colored paper figure, muttering softly as if chanting scriptures.

Perhaps because the accident in Building No. 2 attracted the attention of the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei came to the second floor of Building No. 5 without encountering any obstacles.

The blood-colored paper man stopped at the entrance of the corridor and did not continue to go up.

"Is there anything on the second floor?"

Against the wall, Han Fei turned to look across the corridor.

The long hospital corridor seems to have no end.

The sound of rustling electricity sounded, and the light above Han Fei's head flickered slightly. When he regained his senses, a light at the end of the corridor on the second floor went out.

"After the lights in Building 2 were all turned off, all the monsters in the entire hospital gathered there. From this, it can be inferred that the lights should be some kind of signal."

His eyes were hazy with tears. Han Fei used Fu Tian's ghost eye talent every time he used it. It seemed that Fu Tian could only see ghosts when he was crying.

"There is a person standing in the dark, who is manipulating the lights and tipping others off?"

The lights flickered again, this time the two lights at the end of the corridor went out, and the figures in the darkness seemed to be moving slowly.

"How did that person find out about me?"

Holding the knife of rebirth, Han Fei decided to change the way to sneak in.

He picked up the blood-colored paper figurine, and when the light flashed for the third time, he sprinted towards the darkness at the end of the corridor with all his strength!

"Kill him before more doctors notice him!"

Every time the light goes out, the distance between Han Fei and the figure will be shortened.

The figure standing in the dark didn't react, it hid in the darkness where it thought it was safe, releasing the suffocating pressure.

When the light flashed for the fifth time, Han Fei touched the darkness, and the butcher's knife in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Using art appreciation to lock the figure, Han Fei fell, not only beheading the figure, but also splitting the darkness behind the figure.

"Touch the secrets of the soul."

Pressing his five fingers on the figure, in order to prevent the ghost from having a backhand, Han Fei made preparations in advance and stuffed the blood-colored paper figurine into the figure's heart.

The blood-stained piece of paper got into the figure's body, and his skin gradually dried and cracked, becoming as pale as paper.

Since the wild laughter was accidentally released and the severely injured ten fingers were beheaded, Han Fei felt that he had also gained a lot of confidence.

The extinguished lights came on again, and the figure revealed its true face. It was the soul of a doctor in a white coat. He seemed to be pulled away from all emotions, like a marionette.

Under the light, the blood-colored paper figurines grew in the depths of the doctor's soul, spreading curses, and the doctor's skin was split inch by inch.

Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to the doctor's soul just now. The other's heart seems to have been hollowed out. There is no emotion that a human being should have, only a strong desire for death.

"This is how much torture I have been subjected to, and I will take the soul to be scattered as my last wish."

Unable to obtain more information, Han Fei pulled out the knife of death from the doctor's soul. The blank soul dissipated in an instant, and only a little light got into the knife of death.

The blood-colored paper figurine sat on the ground, and it pulled out the cursed names from the doctor's soul body. Those people are no longer in this world, and only the resentful names remain in the doctor's body.

"This doctor has pale skin, wears a white coat, and has a name full of resentment engraved in his soul. Is he the ghost representing white in the hospital?"

Whether it was Cao Lingling or Zhang Zhuangzhuang, they all told Han Fei that three kinds of ghosts would appear after dark in the hospital.

The red ghost will tear off the skin, the white ghost will eat people, and the most terrifying is the black ghost.

"All the doctors in the plastic surgery hospital will turn into white ghosts after death?" Han Fei looked at the light spot in the knife of rebirth and shook his head slightly: "It is estimated that it varies from person to person, only doctors who still have a beautiful humanity hidden in their hearts will do so. Become a white ghost, but why do white ghosts eat people?"

After the doctor's soul dissipated, only a tattered white coat remained on the ground.

Han Fei reached out and picked up the white coat, and found a thin case list in his pocket.

"Attention number 0000 players, you have successfully found clues related to personality fragments!"

"Related to personality shards?" Han Fei vaguely remembered that after he reached level 20, the newly unlocked item on the attribute panel was personality shards. After he left the world of Mirror God, he also obtained a personality shard. This thing seems to be Very useful to him.

Looking through the medical record book, Han Fei's mind once again came out with a reminder from the system.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have found a list of persons with unsound personality."

"List of Persons with Impaired Personality (G-Class Clues): The names of five persons with disabilities are written on this list. This is their last mark in the city."

"Attention! Collect five G-level lists to get F-level clues."

Han Fei touched the name on the case list with his finger, and the system gave no other information.

"The names in the doctor's soul correspond to these patients with imperfect personalities. Did the doctor deprive them of their personalities?"

"The so-called white ghosts can eat people. Does this cannibalism represent a certain personality that devours the other party?"

When Han Fei entered the shrine of the plastic surgery hospital, the shrine inheritance task triggered was called - Perfect Personality. This shrine memory world revolves around the most perfect personality.

"If I didn't change my fate, Fu Sheng, who is now completely in despair, should be sent to a plastic surgery hospital for personality correction treatment under Du Shu's 'special care'."

A good Fu Sheng will be tortured into a lunatic step by step, and he will get closer to the black box hidden in the abyss of human nature.

"I killed the doctor at the plastic surgery hospital. Not only did he not hate me, but he also injected the last bit of beautiful humanity into my butcher knife."

Han Fei now knows what he should do: "Help all the doctors get relief, find all the names, and escalate the clues step by step. This may also be what the doctor wants to see."

The process of mass killing and saving sentient beings is the same under certain circumstances. Just like Midnight Butcher and Dawn Butcher, although they are the same hidden occupations, because of the different killing objects, the meaning given to the player by the occupation itself has undergone obvious changes.

After the doctor died, the lights in Building 5 returned to normal.

In the eyes of outsiders, it may be that outsiders have been eliminated.

"It's not midnight yet, and the hospital's alienation has not yet reached the most serious level." Han Fei was going to disguise himself as a doctor in the hospital and sneak in.

When Han Fei made the plan, the blood-colored paper man stood quietly by the side, and it was no surprise to him.

Seeing that Han Fei put away the case list and white coat, the paper man continued to walk upstairs.

The unsung heroes who attracted the attention of most of the ghosts in the hospital on the second floor really helped Han Fei a lot.

Pushing open the security door, the wall covering on this layer is no longer pale, with small patches appearing sporadically on it, just like age spots on the skin of the elderly.

When you reach out and touch it, the wall also feels weird, a bit like touching the skin of a living person.

"Building No. 5 is already alienated like this. What kind of alienation will Building No. 6 and No. 7 be in the back? It is even more unimaginable that Building No. 8 may exist in the rumors."

Han Fei followed the paper man slowly through the floors, and they finally stopped at the door of Ward No. 9 on the third floor. This ward was unlocked, the door was half-open, and there were people talking inside.

"This patient seems to have two different personalities in his body. I think he is qualified to enter Building No. 7."

"If you can find a way to force another personality out of his body and let us all see, then I will accompany you to find the vice president."

"I tried a lot of methods, but the more I tortured him, the happier he was." The voice in the room was a little helpless: "His other personality doesn't care about the main character's life or death, and I don't dare to kill him directly."

"The patient may just know you don't dare to kill him, so he's looking for happiness with you."

"It's the first time I've seen such a perverted patient. Why don't we give him to Du Shu? She is the dean's most beloved child. It's good for us to please her."

"Du Shu doesn't like such a perverted dog. What she likes is to drive a normal person into a madman step by step, and then kick that person away when he is completely insane." Another hoarse voice in the room said: "Some time ago Didn't Du Shu always like the employee of the game company? She just wanted to monopolize the other party, but after having Du Shu, the employee not only did not repent, but even intensified, and directly drove Du Shu mad, spending every week The 'medicine' has increased."

"After having such a perfect monster, he will continue to cheat. He and Du Shu are really a good match."

"Let's talk less, let's hurry up, destroy his face first, let him slowly forget himself, and then send him underground to strip his personality."

The chatter in the house gradually dwindled, and then A Chong's familiar shout rang out.

After this pervert was stimulated by pain, he begged for mercy, smiled happily, and said some dirty ears, which made the ghosts in the house very uncomfortable.

If it goes on like this, Achong may die. Han Fei covered the paper man's ears and pushed open the door of the ward.

In the spacious single-person ward, two doctors and a nurse with a bandaged face stood beside the hospital bed. They were injecting different injections into Aworm's body, and they were holding scalpels of different lengths in their hands.

"Why is there another one? Who are you?" A doctor looked at Han Fei suspiciously, his face covered with bandages: "Did you go to the wrong ward? We are responsible for this patient."

Another doctor who was lying next to the hospital bed also raised his head. Blood was splashed all over his body, and all the bandages on his face were removed. There were no facial features on the whole face, only bloodshots that kept coming out.

"The red ghost tore off his face?"

When Han Fei was approaching, he had already taken out the death knife.

When the doctor reacted, the dazzling knife light directly penetrated the chest of one of them.

The "colleagues" who wear the same clothes and the same work cards, without any warning, suddenly kill themselves, and ordinary people can't reflect it at all.

"Idiot, a knife can't kill him." The bloodshot doctor's face split open, and the blood soaked his white coat along his face. It had been hacked from his forehead and directly into his body.

Crazy crawling bloodshots will be crushed as long as they are close to the knife light, which is a sharp edge that has never appeared in this world.

One hit, Han Fei

Immediately turned around, the whole process took less than three seconds, the nurse wanted to scream, but just as she opened her mouth, a blood-red paper figure grabbed her tongue.

The paper figurine was extremely irritable, and it seemed that he was trying to vent, causing a lot of blood stains.

In order to alleviate the pain of the nurse, Han Fei made up for it decisively.

The three "colleagues" fell in a pool of blood, and nothing good escaped from them.

"It's as easy as tearing a piece of paper to cut into their bodies with a knife of death. Are these people a doctor or a butcher?"

"A white ghost who has lost all emotions, still has beautiful human nature in his body after death. These guys clearly maintain human reason and emotions, but there is nothing of value in their souls."

Han Fei looked at the blood flowers on the ground. The three did not disappear after they died. Their bodies were rapidly decaying and smelling bad.

The bandages on the doctor's face were torn open, and their facial features were already blurred, and it was estimated that they even forgot their own appearance.

"Do these guys usually hide in the depths of the hospital?"

Taking off the doctor's white coat, Han Fei flipped through and found two case sheets, each with the patient's name written on it.

"With two more, I can get an F-rank clue."

Han Fei threw the white coat on the ground and turned to look at A Chong.

Being stared at by Han Fei, A Chong was almost scared to pee. As soon as the man in front of him entered the door, he killed three people in a row, and after getting a room full of blood, he began to rummage through the corpse.

Compared with the man in front of him, the mad doctors just now can be described as gentle.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to save you." Han Fei pulled down his mask: "Remember me?"

"Han Fei?" Ah Chong's pupils throbbed violently: "You, what you acted in the movie are all real?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Han Fei untied the restraint belt on A Chong's body: "Come and help, deal with the corpse with me, and move quickly."

"But I can't!" Ah Chong slumped on the ground, looking at the blood all over the ground.

"No one knows it from the beginning, and I learned it slowly."

Hearing Han Fei's words, A Chong knelt on the ground, and didn't dare to get up: "You... don't you want to silence it?"

"Why should I be silenced?" Han Fei was a little speechless, while skillfully cleaning up the blood and hiding the corpse in the cabinet, he turned around and said to A Chong, "You act so perverted in front of others, why are you flinching now? "