Chapter 589 Han Fei’s treatment plan
With the unintentional help of the unknown hero in Building 2, Han Fei did not take too long to get rid of the ghosts in Building 5. He led Ah Chong all the way Going down, we came to the underground level.
The walls covered with plaque look more and more like the skin of an old man. The whole building exudes an aura of death. The further you go underground, the stronger the aura of death becomes.
"Brother Han, did you see any other players when you came here?" Ah Chong followed Han Fei cautiously: "I mean they may also be investigating the hospital, in case you are not careful I'm afraid it wouldn't be good if you accidentally hurt them."
< br>"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would do anything blindly?" Han Fei raised his arm, and Ah Chong closed his mouth consciously. He now obeys Han Fei's words and is loyal. If the player also has loyalty , then Ah Chong’s loyalty is probably about to catch up with Da Nie’s.
Gently pushing the safety door, Han Fei used his ghost eye talent to look underground. There were more than one busy black shadow shaking in the darkness.
"The underground is quite lively." Han Fei's eyes were dim. He slowly bent down and prepared to clean room by room: "Don't go to the left, there is something hidden in the darkness over there."
"How did you discover them?" Ah Chong looked at Han Fei's moist eyes: "Is this your innate ability? Crocodile tears?"
Han Fei turned around and glared at Ah Chong. At a glance, without being familiar with him, he sneaked in quietly.
The underground and above-ground buildings are completely different. They are eerie and weird everywhere. There are various pipes hanging overhead, and the ground is uneven, as if something is rolling underneath.
"Why does it feel like this building has life?"
"It's rare and strange. Isn't it normal for buildings to have life?" Han Fei has experienced too much, all buildings close to shrines, all buildings located in the memory center The buildings will gradually become contaminated with "divine" nature and be assimilated into the memory of the shrine.
It looks like a dead thing, but walking in it feels like entering the body of the original owner of the shrine. This is the case with the department store that Han Fei inherited from the God of Mirrors.
"You are right." Ah Chong nodded quickly. Tonight's encounter opened the door to a new world for him, and also gave him a deeper understanding of the game "Perfect Life".
In his mind, Han Fei is equivalent to his leader, telling him with practical actions that a psychopath can live so confidently and freely.
"Flesh, flesh and machinery are stuck together. This underground building is very much like the embodiment of Fu Sheng's dream."
Compared with the underground of Building 1, the underground of Building 5 is simply like a prison.
Rusted steel bars roughly separate the wards. Damaged medical equipment is piled everywhere. Blood-stained bandages and smelly hospital gowns can be seen on the ground. Going forward, you can still see some A mountain of prosthetic limbs.
“It stinks so much.” Ah Chong’s eyes were slightly excited: “But I can’t help but want to smell it a few more times.”
“Your hobby is really perverted.”< br>
Holding the rusty handrail, Han Fei came to the room closest to him.
He tried to slowly pull the door, but unexpectedly found that the iron door was not locked.
Stepping in, Han Fei saw a pale-skinned security guard playing with something.
Pieces of skin were torn off and blood flowed all over the floor. The security guard was having fun when he suddenly seemed to sense something.
Turning to look behind him, when he saw Han Fei in a doctor's coat, he immediately stood up and blocked the table with his body.
"Doctor, are you here to get medicine?" The security guard's voice was very mature, but he looked very young.
"What are you doing?" Han Fei walked forward and saw a box on the security table, containing the prosthetic limbs that had just been removed from the patient.
"There is a patient who disappeared underground. We found this when we were taking out the trash, so I want to bring it back and study it." The security guard turned around hurriedly, as if preparing to move the box under the table: "I'm here I’m going to get your medicine..."
Halfway through the words, the security guard suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down and saw that his chest seemed to be penetrated by sunlight.
Without any pain or discomfort, he looked back at Han Fei blankly: "Is it dawn yet?"
Putting away the death knife, Han Fei supported the security guard and let him fall to the ground slowly, and began to rummage in the security guard's pockets with his hands.
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have successfully discovered the G-level mission item-the ward key."
Having Ah Chong drag the security guard's body aside, Han Fei looked at the security guard and put it on the On the box on the table, the prosthetic limb that had just been removed from the patient was still connected to part of the patient's flesh and blood.
Underground in this hospital, people have lost their most basic dignity and become like objects that can be disassembled and reassembled at will.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have successfully discovered the G-level mission item-her left leg."
When Han Fei touched the prosthetic limb, the system gave a prompt.
"Is this a mission item?" Han Fei took out the blood-stained prosthetic leg and handed it to the confused Ah Chong: "Take it."
Holding the prosthetic leg, Ah Chong Zhong didn't dare to ask any more questions, but his expression was somewhat helpless.
"The security guard has six keys in total, but I just took a quick look and found that there are at least nine rooms on the underground floor."
Taking the key, Han Fei left the security room and headed towards the nearest Walk to the ward.
After trying several times, Han Fei finally opened the door to the ward, and a strong smell hit his face.
The spacious room does not have hospital beds, cabinets or other things that should be found in a normal ward. It only has a few large locks nailed in the middle of the room to fix people to the ground.
"There are traces of struggle on the ground, and there are also traces of chopping. There is a lot of blood on the chains. This place should be used to dismantle 'patients'." Han Fei touched the chain: "The blood stains are still there It is considered fresh, but the surface layer is solidified. If you press it, you can feel a little sticky. The patient should He was taken away not long ago. "
Turning and entering the second ward, Han Fei frowned slightly. He saw various prosthetic limbs hanging on the walls around the ward, including hands and feet, and some for the elderly. There are all kinds of people with children, it’s like entering a human body department store.
"This is too scary." Ah Chong hugged the leg and did not dare to go in. He watched Han Fei strolling among the prosthetic limbs, as if he had gone home, and used his hands from time to time. Touch this, touch that.
"There is no trigger system prompt. These things are not mission items." Han Fei turned back and stared at the human leg in Ah Chong's hand: "Why is that leg a mission item? Is it special? The owner of that leg still has Are you alive? "
Taking Ah Chong with him, Han Fei entered the third ward. There were a lot of bottles and jars filled with various organs.
"The first room is for disassembling patients, the second room is for replacement limbs, and the third room is for storing organs..." Han Fei looked at the six pieces in his hand. Taking the key, he entered the fourth room.
Pushing the door open, a burst of cold air came out. There were several large freezers placed against the wall in the room.
After opening it, there is meat that is as translucent as ice.
After turning around, Han Fei entered the fifth room, which contained various human bones. From a distance, the bones seemed to be made of white jade, smooth and delicate, almost like natural works of art. .
Finally, Han Fei came to the door of the sixth room. Before he opened the door, he faintly heard screams and cries coming from inside. All human sorrow seemed to be hidden in that small ward.
Opening the door, Han Fei's pupils narrowed slightly, and Ah Chong who was following him was completely stunned.
There are faces hanging in the sixth ward. These faces taken from different people are very scary at first glance, but if you calm down and appreciate the paintings carefully, not only will you not feel... Fear can even produce a wonderful feeling, as if you are admiring pictures painted with life.
As soon as Han Fei, wearing a doctor's coat, opened the door, all the sounds in the room immediately disappeared, and all the faces closed their eyes tightly.
Han Fei moved forward, but Ah Chong held Han Fei's arm tightly: "Are you sure you want to go in?"
A Chong couldn't understand why Han Fei had the courage to enter this hell directly. In a scene like this: "Those are human faces that have been removed one by one!"
"Shh, be quiet." Han Fei slowly entered the ward. He used to touch the secrets deep in his soul and gently held his hand. Make a human face.
Nervousness and uneasiness came from my fingertips, and a faint cry sounded in my ears.
This face contains sad emotions, it keeps crying.
"Every face represents a stripped emotion? How does the hospital do this?" Han Fei previously wanted to learn the hospital's advanced technologies and then use them on players to modify their memories, but now It seems that this technology is difficult for ordinary people to master.
When your fingertips touch a person's face, it feels like you are directly touching a person's soul.
"Can you hear my voice?" Han Fei whispered to that face, with such serious expression that Ah Chong shook his head just looking at it.
"I'm not a doctor in this hospital, I'm here to save you." Before Han Fei could finish his words, his fingers suddenly felt a tingling sensation.
A few small blood holes appeared on the palm of his hand holding the face. It seemed that there was some extremely vicious curse hidden in the extremely beautiful face.
"Attention, player number 0000! You are cursed by low-level soul poison. The curse has not entered your body, and the curse cannot cause further harm to you."
Han Fei's expression slowly changed, and he looked at his hand Tiny wounds on the palms that won't heal.
If he hadn't been exposed to the evil every day, which made him extremely resistant to soul poison, then he would have been directly infected this time.
"I wanted to save you, but you cursed me?" Han Fei took out the death knife, and the sharp knife light slowly approached the face: "If you don't speak, then I will send you away now Liberation. ”
The human face contains a variety of emotions, which can help the face to be liberated, and the Purana Knife may also be strengthened.
The blade came closer and closer, and when it was about to touch the tip of the nose of the face, the face suddenly opened its eyes!
The taboo in the underground ward seemed to have been touched. All the faces in Room 6 opened their eyes, and all the faces looked at Han Fei.
Ah Chong backed away in fright, but Han Fei's tone became more firm: "Your bodies have long been beyond recognition, but your souls still retain their original appearance. You must be very unwilling in your hearts, right?"
Under Ah Chong's surprised gaze, Han Fei took out a thick medical record from his pocket: "Some of you are listed here. name, I know what you are going through, and I also know that your family is looking for you, and now I am willing to take you away together."
With a book in one hand and a knife in the other, Han Fei looked at that. With a straight face: "If you don't want to leave, that's okay. I will help you get rid of it and never have to endure the pain again."
Through that F-level clue, Han Fei knew that all the people with unsound personality who were persecuted by the hospital were underground. He sneaked in secretly to rescue these people who were being used by the hospital and destroy the "foundation" of the hospital.
Han Fei stood alone in a room full of faces. The atmosphere was so depressing that Ah Chong felt frightened just looking at it.
After a brief period of deathly silence, the face in Han Fei's hand began to break into pieces, and the cheeks that were originally as beautiful as a picture scroll seemed to melt.
Pieces of skin fell off, and the black blood vessels hidden in the cheeks were exposed. The soul poison that stung Han Fei just now came from those blood vessels.
“Kill me, kill me!”
The broken cheek begged Han Fei in a low voice. These were the last words it spoke.
Han Fei endured the sting in his palms and stared at the face.
Every face in this room represents a unique emotion. They are the crystallization of the patient's memory and the most unique part of the patient's soul.
It is precisely because of these unique memories and emotions that a person becomes different from other people.
None of them are perfect, but it is these imperfect emotions, characters and memories that constitute this world full of variables and unknowns.
"What the plastic surgery hospital needs is perfection, so we took away the useful things from you, threw the last imperfect 'parts' here, and then trapped them with soul poison and curses." Han Fei stretched out his hand and pinched a hand full of soul. He once again used the poisonous blood vessels to touch the secrets deep in the soul. He wanted to break the blood vessels, but unfortunately the blood vessels had already taken root in those faces.
"Kill me! Kill me!"
When the soul poison was triggered, more and more faces began to scream, and the sound was very loud.
"There is no better way now." Han Fei clenched his five fingers and passed away. The bright light of the sword reflected the faces: "The fact that you can appear here means that at least one person has always been there. Remember you, give the last bit of you The beauty is engraved in his memory world. I will help you change your destiny as soon as possible and let you regain your life."
The death knife cuts through the faces, showing black blood, transparent tears, and humanity. Spots of light, everything is floating in the air.
As blood and tears fell to the ground, the remaining beautiful humanity and hope in those faces penetrated into the Purana Knife.
The cry disappeared, and the butcher knife in Han Fei's hand became brighter and sharper, and it seemed to have begun a new transformation.
"On this road I am walking, there are more and more people traveling together."
Han Fei also felt sad about the experiences of those patients. He now hates this building called Perfect even more. plastic surgery hospital.
“There is no perfection in the world, so why bother pursuing something that doesn’t exist?”
"Han Fei! It seems someone is coming!" Ah Chong, who was standing guard at the door, waved desperately to Han Fei. He hugged his leg and looked anxious.
The noise caused by those faces just now was too great, and the people on duty on the underground floor were approaching here.
"It's over! We've been discovered!" Ah Chong saw figures shaking everywhere in the darkness. He was very desperate. He was thinking about whether to find a corner to pretend to be dead and pretend that he was a corpse. , anyway, I can endure the pain very well, and I won’t frown even if I get slashed a few times.
"Don't panic, there is still a chance to remedy the situation." Han Fei dragged Ah Chong into Ward No. 6: "Just kill all these people."
Footsteps sounded in the shadows With a sound, a male doctor with a face full of cracks and an extremely fat body appeared in front of Han Fei, followed by two pale-skinned nurses. Further away, two people in security uniforms were walking towards here.
"Did something happen here just now?" A large amount of red blood accumulated under the fat doctor's skin, and his stomach was also surging, as if something was slowly growing inside.
"A patient sneaked into room six." Han Fei opened the door and said expressionlessly.
"Is there only one patient?" The fat doctor burst into laughter and pointed at Han Fei: "But why did I see two patients?"
"I am chasing I came with him, this is my ID." Han Fei walked towards the fat doctor very calmly.
“Do you really think I can’t tell?” The fat doctor laughed, his belly growing: “You say you are a doctor, so can you tell what disease I have? ”
"Because you talk a lot, your lips are very dry and peeling." Han Fei walked up to the fat doctor, and the butcher knife in his hand instantly erupted with a dazzling light: "The treatment plan I am giving here is euthanasia. "(End of this chapter)