Chapter 947: Eleven Altars

The underground 18th floor had been cleaned. Han Fei found the admin of Immortal Pharma and took away No. 2's brain in the name of research. To ensure No. 2's brain stays alive, Han Fei moved the scientific devices as well. Even with the robots' help, they worked until 3 am. For Han Fei, he had to take away No. 2's brain. He needed someone to protect him in real life. Even though No. 2 only had a brain left, he was an Unmentionable. He had merely been hiding his ability.

No. 2 had that concern when he was trapped inside Immortal Pharma, but he no longer had the same concern with Han Fei. Han Fei took a car when he came. When he left the building, he was in a truck filled with stuff. When he reached home, he used a lot of money to rent a room nearby for No. 2.

"It's fashionable for tenants to redesign their rented houses. I wonder if the landlord would have any comments if I design this place in the style of a future apocalypse." After all the wires were connected, Han Fei, Huang Yin, and the rest took a seat in the room.

"As long as you pay, the landlord wouldn't care what kind of style you go for. Look at this brain. It looks so real." The police who helped with the move were tired. However, Han Fei was still very spirited.

"This brain is real." Han Fei thanked the police. After they left, he closed the door and turned to Assistant Tao and Huang Yin. "I thought that everything would be over once it's over Thursday. Who would have thought Dream would abandon Gao Xing so directly?"

"4000000 people are trapped in the game. No matter the results, Deep Space Tech and Immortal Pharma would unravel." Huang Yin leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette.

"We should focus on how to save the people first." As a member of Immortal Pharma, hearing what Huang Yin said bothered Assistant Tao.

"Brother Huang, you're the core member of Absolute Truth and the No. 1 player. You are influential in the game. I need you to contact those players to be a bridge between them and us." Han Fei sat beside No. 2's brain. He started to assign the mission. "Assistant Tao, go back and tell Du Jing to be careful. We might need her full in the future. Of course, you won't be doing this for free. When Immortal Pharma is rebuilt, Du Jing will be one of its new owners."

Han Fei was covered in mysteries, but somehow Assistant Tao believed his words. "Okay."

"You should go to start working. Take some rest tonight, and we'll start the operation after the sun comes up." Han Fei stood up from the chair. Huang Yin suddenly asked, "What about this Ai Butler?"

The three looked at the robot which was housing Gao Xing's mother's consciousness. Han Fei walked to it and tried to communicate with it. The butler eventually mouthed the word, orphanage. She wanted to use the rest of her life to atone for Gao Xing.

"You didn't do anything wrong, but I can understand your choice." Han Fei left the robot in No. 2's room. After it was safe, he'd send her to the city orphanage.

Han Fei returned home and logged into the game. Blood descended, but the bloody man behind him didn't show up. Han Fei opened the door. He could feel the change in the night sky. It was no longer purely black. There was a trace of redness to it.

"What's going on?"

Han Fei found Ghost. After Gao Xing died in real life, Mad Laughter became the real owner of the altar at the Ziggurat, the plastic surgery hospital, the mall, the theme park, and the black rain zone. Even though Mad Laughter hadn't left the altar, his power was beyond that of a normal Unmentionable. The night was changed by Mad Laughter.

With Ghost's company, Han Fei came to the theme park altar. He pulled back the black cloth and opened the altar world. The figurine inside was very alive. It felt like a living person. It radiated a crazy madness and an indescribable fatality.

The figurine looked at Han Fei. Han Fei felt like he was looking in a mirror. They had the same faces but different personalities. Twinflowers bloomed at the same time.

Power surged out of the altar. The power touched Han Fei but didn't enter Han Fei's body. It turned the ghost tattoo on Han Fei's skin red.

"Notification for Player 0000! You've obtained Grade B unique ghost tattoo—Me!

"Me (Grade B): I'm always with you!"

Han Fei's ghost tattoo had been fully remade. The menu didn't have much introduction on this tattoo. A simple grade of B was enough to explain many things. The doors closed. The cloth fell and everything returned to normal.

"It feels very special." Han Fei looked at the theme park channel. In the past, the tunnel brought him a sense of pressure. But now the pressure was all gone.

"You two share a good relationship." Ghost had changed his perception too.

Han Fei didn't answer. He looked at the tunnel silently. "Mad Laughter now has the power of the Unmentionable. All the areas here are under his protection. Perhaps I can try to leave here to go to the other side of the tunnel."

"Think about this. There are still Unmentionables trying to take down the theme park." Compared to Mad Laughter, Ghost still believed Han Fei more. If Han Fei left and Mad Laughter became crazy again, then he'd die there.

"I've considered everything." Han Fei pulled back his gaze. "The Unmentionables are waiting. Perhaps they are waiting for me to open the tunnel. They know I won't sit idle and watch 4000000 people be modified by Dream."

"Modified by Dream?" Ghost's eyes darkened. "The Dream Manager?"

"Yes. It has cooperated with other Unmentionables to trap 4000000 people in the world on the other side of the tunnel. If I don't save them, they'll become Dream's puppet and become new Gao Xing and Butterfly; if I try to open the tunnel, the Unmentionables here will attack us. We have no power to transfer the living humans here while resisting the attack."

"This sounds like trouble." Ghost frowned. "Dream is an expert at these things. I should have killed it when I had the chance!"

"No. There's still a solution." Han Fei placed his hand on the theme park wall. "The tunnel is in our hands. I can bring parts of the ghosts to the surface world to investigate how Dream trapped these people. We are more powerful than normal humans. We might solve the problems they can't."

Ghost didn't argue. This seemed to be the only way.

"Mad Laughter is protecting two channels, and Xu Qin should have the chance to become an Unmentionable. With them here, we should be able to hold on. And this is our final chance." Han Fei looked outside the tunnel. "Gather the people. I'm bringing them to the other side."

Ghost hurried to inform the others. Han Fei stood beside the altar and used Spirit-farer. The ghost door opened, and he chanted Bai Xian's name. Soon, Bai Xian appeared beside Han Fei. Bai Xian was unkempt and covered in blood.

"Brother Bai, were you being chased?"

Bai Xian slumped to the ground, and it took a long time to recover. He wiped away the grime on his face and said with a shaking voice. "There's a problem with the game! We can't exit Perfect Life. The main hub is a mess!"

"I know that. I call you here to settle that." Han Fei signaled Bai Xian to calm down. "What is the situation of the players over there?"

"It's very bad!" Bai Xian stressed. "Everyone is panicking. Plus, we only have one life in Perfect Life. If we die, we'll lose our account! A small group of players tried to commit suicide after they couldn't log out of the game. They really died in real life!"

"Some players did suffer from brain failure in real life. After the players committed suicide, their consciousness might have been eaten by Dream." Han Fei interrupted Bai Xian. "Before this happened, did something strange happen in the main hub?" Han Fei wanted to know how Dream managed to trap so many players. Why was it only limited to the players in the main hub?

"Yes.!" Bai Xian said nervously. "One hour before the issue occurred, there were 11 altars that suddenly appeared in the main hub."

"11 altars?" This shocked Han Fei.

"I don't know how to describe it. The altars are very creepy and scarier than the one you have here. After the altars appeared, their surrounding buildings were affected as well, like they were shrouded in dream dust. They became blurry."

"I have both channels. How did the altars get to the surface world? Did Dream know other channels?" Han Fei was confused.

"There's a hypothesis going around." Bai Xian said uncertainly. "The 11 altars were built by 11 players. Only by killing them that the players could leave the game."

"It's too hard to find 11 people among 4000000 players. I suspect this is Dream's conspiracy to get you to kill each other." Han Fei knew that Butterfly could affect people through nightmares, and Dream was scarier than Butterfly.

"I agree. Therefore, some players wanted to enter the buildings covered by dream dust." Bai Xian smiled bitterly. "I was one of them..."

"You did what?" Han Fei looked at the blood on Bai Xian. "Did you get close to the altar?"

Bai Xian sighed and said sadly, "After I pushed open the building door, I entered an extremely scary nightmare. Ghosts chased after me. Thankfully you've trained me before. Of the five people, only another player with a hidden profession, and I got out alive."

"Did you get anything after escaping the nightmare?" Han Fei was curious.

"No." Bai Xian was in despair. "After leaving the first nightmare, I moved forward. I followed the other survivors and entered the second nightmare. This nightmare was even harder than the previous one. We were not only chased by ghosts but also had our hearts twisted. Many people attacked their allies without warning. We had to be careful of everyone, and we needed to find the nightmare opening to exit."

"The difficulty jumped up so much?"

"Yes. All seven of my friends died. I almost lost myself in the nightmare. When I escaped the second nightmare, I immediately ran away from the building. However, I am still suffering from the trauma imposed by the nightmare." Bai Xian gasped for air. "Now, the players are trying to save themselves. Many big guilds came forth to start exploration teams. However, as time passed, more people sank into despair. To find the eleven players among 4000000 people is impossible and to break all the altars touched by a nightmare is even more impossible."

"It looks like you have to leave this to the profession." Han Fei wanted to get to the surface world to take a look.

Slowly, many ghosts appeared beside Han Fei.

Soon, Pure Hatreds burning with black flame came over. They were the Executioner and Wu Chang.