Chapter 740: Our City

Chapter 740: Our City

"Why would I receive two completely opposite wills? Other than Fu Tian, who would know about our past?" Han Fei's figure appeared in the old lady's mind, "I think I have forgotten about someone. That man is very similar to him, walking alone in the dark..." While the other higher-ups were busy discussing, Du Jing silently stood up. She didn't notice the others and took the elevator door. The old lady exited the building and scanned the crowd, but she couldn't find Han Fei. "Han Fei, what a familiar name. I've heard mom mention it many times in my dreams..."

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Han Fei was escorted by the police back to his place around 11 pm. Ever since this incident, the police had a heavier security detail on Han Fei. They believed the Butterfly was about to strike again. Han Fei exchanged clothes with one of the officers and then watched the officer leave his home.

Han Fei's expression didn't change after the door closed. He walked to the sink. Through the mirror, he examined every corner of the room. Han Fei had a photographic memory. He left behind many small marks in his room. He would know if his room were searched. "The police didn't check my room. They do trust me."

Han Fei washed his face and then walked around the room. He examined every inch to check if there were any cameras or hidden mics. Han Fei took half an hour to check everything. The expression on his face relaxed, and he sighed in relief. He just had a torturous day. He almost exposed himself inside that Deep Space Tech building. Not anyone could survive the pain of head-cracking. 'The black box is my biggest secret. I can't let anyone find out.'

Han Fei's heart relaxed, and fatigue came. He opened the fridge and started to eat. After he was done, he crawled into the gaming hub. There were still many things he needed to do in the cryptic world. Plus, he needed to send Bai Xian back to the surface world as soon as possible. The man had mutilated himself to perfectly mimic Han Fei. Even Han Fei believed the movie festival owed Bai Xian a reward for his professionalism. Han Fei put the gaming helmet on.

His eyes were covered in red. Han Fei felt like the bloody person behind him had weakened. He wanted to turn back to look, but whenever he was about to see the person's face, he would log into the game. Han Fei opened his eyes. Weep hugged his urn and was waiting for Han Fei's return.

"How's the situation at the path?" This question was probably too complicated for Weep. The child didn't know how to answer. He grabbed Han Fei's hand and led him out. Han Fei ran because he could sense the desperation in Weep. The high platform in the middle of the theme park had collapsed. All the altarpieces had been moved into the maze. The spotted butterfly patterns in the sky had also disappeared. Dream's consciousness had dispersed.

"Is this the maze?" Han Fei couldn't believe his eyes as he studied the large hole. When he left, the nightmare was weaving inside the deep hole. All the buildings had been destroyed. Only a day had passed, but new buildings were already forming inside the hole. Some of the buildings had even repaired themselves. Hearing Han Fei's voice, endless curses gushed out of the hole to form the shadow of a woman. After Xu Qin, the neighbors from Happiness Neighborhood and Ziggurat appeared. The pale-faced and weak Bai Xian was among them too.

"You better bring him and leave first." Wei Youfu approached Han Fei and whispered, "You have a really good friend. To perfectly replicate your presence, he had Xu Qin tattoo his skin with curses and cut himself with wounds."

Han Fei rushed to Bai Xian, "Brother Bai, thank you. If not for you, I would have become the enemy of all the players."

"It's not a question of would. You are already the common enemy of all the players." Bai Xian handed the beast mask back to Han Fei. "Don't wear this mask if you can. I can feel the hatred from the players towards the wearer of this mask. It has become a symbol of the devil and misfortune."

"Is it that serious?"

"You really lack self-awareness! We're playing the same game, but somehow you've managed to turn yourself into the ultimate final boss. I'm quite impressed." Bai Xian rambled. "But don't find me for something like this again. I don't think my heart can stand it!"

"Brother Bai, thank you. Speaking of, I feel like your acting skills have improved leaps and bounds in those few minutes." Han Fei patted Bai Xian's shoulders. "You are definitely one of the few master actors of our generation."

"Really? Then, I should fight for best actor next year." Even at that moment, Bai Xian still didn't forget about his goal.

"It'll be no problem." Han Fei led Bai Xian to the room next door. He planned to use Resurrection to send Bai Xian back. "Brother Bai, you'll return once you push open this door."

"Is it really that simple?" Bai Xian held the doorknob and then remembered something. He turned to Han Fei. "Erm... Han Fei, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Sure."

"Can you not fight for the best actor award next year? Give me a try for another year."

"Don't worry. Before you get your deserving award, I'll not compete with you." Han Fei patted Bai Xian's shoulders and sent him back to the surface world. Looking at the empty room, Han Fei sighed. "It looks like I've exhausted all of my good luck on finding these wonderful friends."

He exited the small room. With his neighbors as a company, Han Fei entered the path again. Due to some reasons, he couldn't use the normal gaming hub to log into the surface world. However, he could use this tunnel to reach the surface world. "Will I turn into a ghost if I move over there?"

The deeper Han Fei went, the stranger he felt. The path appeared to be alive. The wall moved and gave off the smell of blood. The path could even fix itself. It was trying its best to close the distance between the two worlds.

"We've come to inspect this place. To create a path that connects the surface and cryptic worlds, we need the body of an Unmentionable." Wei Youfu said as he touched the wall. "This is similar to what we saw in Fu Sheng's memory world. The path underneath the theme park was buried inside the first-generation ghost's heart."

"Why is it that the body of an Unmentionable can connect the two worlds?"

"I'm not sure." Wei Youfu shook his head. "That's a name we don't even dare to mention. Perhaps the answer will come when one of us reaches that level."

"Then, you have to work hard," Han Fei liked to chat with Wei Youfu. He could sense the change in Wei Youfu. He became more like a human.

"The old building manager and his three kids are Unmentionables. Unfortunately, all of them have ventured deep into the cryptic world. Only the youngest Singer has managed to escape back here. The enemies we need to face are very scary." Wei Youfu couldn't afford to be optimistic. After what he had experienced in Fu Sheng's memory world, he couldn't help but worry.

"We'll take it slow."

"I don't think we can. Dream has already known about our presence. Its real self might come at any moment. We need to be prepared." Wei Youfu touched his chest. The other victims of the human jigsaw case were hiding inside him. "I can confirm that Dream is also looking for Little Eight. I need to protect her."

With the accompaniment of his neighbors, Han Fei ventured deep into the path. When he was halfway through, the system cried out. "Notification for Player 0000! The unknown consequences will occur if you continue to move forward! Please be careful!"

Han Fei stopped and frowned. "Can't I go any further?"

"Even you can't do it?" Wei Youfu was surprised. They couldn't move further because they were residents of the cryptic world, but Han Fei was 100 percent still alive.

"What is the meaning of this? The residents of the cryptic world can't use this bug to cross over to the surface world?"

"All the ghosts are bound by some kind of power. Crossing the worlds is possible, but the price to pay is heavy." Xu Qin pressed her hand on the wall. Curses flowed through her fingers into the path. However, the curses soon disappeared as they entered the path. "I was considering possessing someone to leave this place."

"That is not bad news."

"Don't be too happy. As the path slowly recovers, the binding on the ghosts will weaken. Eventually, ghosts can use this path freely."

"At least there's still time." Han Fei needed downtime. He couldn't handle more chaos. "I've taken out around 10,000 souls from Fu Sheng's altar. I want to build a city where ghosts and humans can coexist with them. When this city is built, we can slowly invite some 'lucky' players over to direct the hope and happiness from the surface world into this world."

After Han Fei finished Fu Sheng's altar mission, he gained a lot of rewards that he hadn't even had the chance to use yet.

"Now, we have three areas, the theme park, plastic surgery hospital, and Ziggurat. That's large enough to turn into a small city." Wei Youfu agreed with Han Fei. "However, I think we should discuss this with the other Pure Hatreds like that clown. I can't read his thoughts at all. I still can't tell if he's on our side."

They returned to the surface, but they couldn't find the painter and the clown.

"Never mind. Leave them be." Han Fei climbed to the high platform. He scanned the souls he had saved. Many of them didn't realize that they were dead. Their memories were stuck in the altar world.

"You Yi, Xiao Jia, Uncle Ying..." The familiar faces appeared before Han Fei. The special citizens in the altar worlds were basically the unique souls sheltered by Fu Sheng. They were kind and brave. They were beacons of hope.

"With their help, we should be able to build the city of our dreams."