Chapter 948: Manifest

Yin energy gathered to form a sea. A black flame burned in the ocean. Bai Xian immediately climbed up to hide behind Han Fei. He knew that Han Fei was good friends with ghosts, but he didn't know Han Fei had so many good 'friends'!

"Is everyone here?"

"Some are still on the way." Drake moved a mirror to Han Fei. "Boss, Mirror God is looking for you."

"Shouldn't he be inside the altar at the mall?" Han Fei looked in the mirror. Mirror God looked rather despondent.

"My altar has been taken over by the other you. The madman didn't leave a single space for me to survive." Mirror God only dared to complain to Han Fei. "He only gave me two choices. Either get eaten by him or leave on my own. Do I even have a choice? But I was there first..."

"That's a bit rough, but I can't do anything to him either." Han Fei consoled him. "Then where do you want to go now?"

"This normal mirror can't hold my power. I hear that eyes are mirrors of one's soul. Can I live temporarily in your left eye?" Mirror God sighed. He was once an Unmentionable, but he was chased out of his home.

"Shouldn't the saying be, the eyes are windows to one's soul?"

"Windows, mirrors, what's the difference?" Mirror God agreed to help Han Fei back then because Han Fei promised to find him a new body, but until now, there had been nothing.

"Alright." Han Fei stood before the mirror.

The man in the mirror walked from a distance. He became slowly like Han Fei. His hands reached out of the mirror toward Han Fei's left eye.

Bai Xian had not seen something like this before. He couldn't stop shaking, but Han Fei didn't even blink. As the mirror cracked, the man in the mirror crawled into Han Fei's left eye. He morphed into a black scale. The pain in the left eye slowly disappeared. Han Fei could feel his left eye becoming different.

About ten minutes later, all the ghosts were there.

Han Fei looked up at the channel, "I have once promised everyone that I'll bring you to see the light. Everything I do is to achieve that goal." With his hands on the tunnel, he looked at his neighbors. "At the end of this tunnel is the surface world. I hope some friends will come with me to explore it."

Most ghosts' expressions changed. They also wanted to leave the cryptic world.

"However, I need to tell everyone one thing. The rules on the other side are different. The stronger the ghost, the greater the restriction on them. It is harder for them to pass through this tunnel too. Therefore, I need neighbors who are of medium strength but have special powers to accompany me." Han Fei hadn't used this channel, so it was too dangerous. He didn't want to risk all of his neighbors.

Weep was the first to walk out, holding the urn. Then more neighbors followed. They trusted Han Fei, even if they might lose their power.

Executioner and Wu Chang didn't Han Fei's side. Their connection to Han Fei was special. To Han Fei's surprise, Spectral Dog from Happiness Neighborhood Building Two also came. However, it didn't show any signs of wanting to join Han Fei. It only stayed beside the channel silently.

Han Fei finally chose more than ten neighbors. Among them were Big Sin, Little Eight, Weep, and Ying Yue. Originally, Han Fei didn't want to bring Little Eight, but the victims of the human puzzle shared one body. Therefore, all of them could hide inside Wei Youfu's soul. On the surface, he was just a normal Animated Regret, so he could pass through the tunnel easily.

"Of the Pure Hatreds, I'll only bring Wu Chang and Executioner. The rest can stay to defend against the Unmentionables." Han Fei's group stood at the entrance when the altar in the theme park bled. The black cloth slid down, and the altar door opened. Mad Laughter's figurine stared at everyone. Blood suddenly appeared on the ghosts. Most of the ghosts didn't dare to move.

Moments later, the blood became Mad Laughter's brand. The ghosts felt the pressure of the tunnel lighten. However, there was a small incident. Executioner didn't care about Mad Laughter. He picked up his axe and swung. In the end, he was pressed into Han Fei's ghost tattoo by Mad Laughter. Without Han Fei's permission, he couldn't come out.

Bai Xian was stunned. He couldn't differentiate Mad Laughter from Han Fei. He saw all the ghosts tattooed Han Fei on their bodies.

"How did you do this?" Bai Xian hid behind Han Fei.

"Brother Bai, you don't need to follow us." Han Fei said.

"Are you going to leave me here alone?"

"No. I mean... You're taking the elevator." Han Fei sent Bai Xian back using his talent. Then, he led everyone into the tunnel.

First-generation ghost was pressed under the theme park. A long time ago, the managers hoped to use human laughter and bliss to neutralize its plan. After all the tunnels were sealed, only the theme park remained. This was Fu Sheng's hope for the cryptic world. He built a large theme park to slowly wash away the despair in the cryptic world.

"Let's go!" As the theme park's owner and Fu Sheng's heir, Han Fei didn't feel anything when he entered the tunnel. It was not the same for the ghosts who followed him. It was as if there was an invisible force stopping them from leaving.

"If you can't stand it, you can hide inside my ghost tattoo." Han Fei had a grade B ghost tattoo. He didn't know how strong it was, but he didn't feel anything when a Pure Hatred was inside it. The tunnel connecting the two worlds didn't look that long, but when one was inside it, one would realize everything was an illusion. The exit was there, but it seemed to keep moving away.

More neighbors couldn't take it anymore. Even their souls were affected. Han Fei had to pull them all into his tattoo. About an hour later, only Wei Youfu, Wu Chang, and Big Sin were left.

Youfu was an Animated Regret. He was so weak that a gust of wind would kill him. Wu Chang had a very strange power. He could use his power to undo the effect of the tunnel. Big Sin wasn't a part of the cryptic world. The world couldn't wait for it to leave.

"Do you hear that?" Han Fei stopped. He looked at the walls.

The walls were made of an unknown material. Some spots were soft, others hard. It was like the inner intestines of a giant carcass. Han Fei leaned on the wall and listened. He could hear waves on the other side of the wall.

He pressed his finger on the soft part. Beads of blood leaked out. Han Fei stared at the blood. They felt very familiar to him.

"When I used spirit-farer talent, the sea of blood outside the ghost blood is like this. The blood radiates the same despair and sadness..." Han Fei was stunned. "Is the two worlds blocked off by the sea of blood? Human negative emotions sank into the sea of blood, and it eventually percolated to form the cryptic world?"

Whenever Han Fei successfully summoned a soul to the cryptic world, the soul swam out of the blood sea.

"I have too few clues. I will need to reach Fu Sheng's heights to know all the secrets."

The sound of the sea roared louder. The road became harder to pass. Wu Chang's power was stripped. Even Wei Youfu couldn't handle it anymore. They were all pulled into Han Fei's ghost tattoo. Actually, it wasn't easy for Han Fei too. His consciousness was slammed continuously by despair. Whenever he wanted to collapse, the healing persona would give him strength. After who knew how long, the sound of the sea finally disappeared. Han Fei was drenched in sweat. Wu Chang became like a normal person. He needed time to recover his power.

"It seems like we're on the other side." The pressure lifted. Han Fei adjusted his situation and pulled Big Sin into the Ghost Tattoo. Han Fei was afraid that it might scare other players.

"It was easy to move from the surface world to the cryptic world but not the other way around." It was easy to fall from grace. Atonement was hard.

The tunnel became more slanted. Han Fei crawled on the wall. Perhaps it was the change to the main hub. There was no living player in the tunnel. Han Fei crawled out of the tunnel around dawn.

After playing Perfect Life for so long, this was his first time seeing the normal Perfect Life.

"There's flower fragrance in the air, and the sun is warm. I have no idea how healing this game is."

Han Fei took in the air. Wu Chang also looked at the sun. He didn't mind that his soul was melting. He wanted to take in the sun when he could.

"No wonder people would be addicted to this game." Han Fei's eyes were wet when he thought of his experience in the cryptic world. "Suddenly, I feel like cursing Fu Sheng! He tricked me into playing the wrong game!"