Chapter 481 Those players were very excited when they first came (4000 monthly tickets)
The department store is the first building Han Fei owns. With the help of the shrine and the mirror god, he can sense all the souls entering the mall.
Letting himself go, Han Fei tried to use the shrine to experience the entire building.
Waves of strong or weak resentment were floating in the mall, most of which were fixed on the shelves. Only a blood-red streak of resentment was running away crazily.
"The ten fingers are not in the mall. The nine fingers were left behind intentionally."
There is a certain connection between the Ten Fingers. They will keep the Nine Fingers who still retain all their combat power. If the Nine Fingers can kill Han Fei, then everyone will be happy. If the Nine Fingers are killed, they will have to find another way out.
"As I guessed, the ten fingers can turn into hatred, not because of the strong obsession left in his heart, but because he is extremely cunning and cruel. He just stepped on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to transform from an ordinary commodity to
It turned into hatred." Mirror God remembered what happened before, and he shook his head gently: "Any kind of hatred that grows step by step is very difficult to deal with, but don't worry, sooner or later, I will kill him with my own hands.
Let him spit out everything he took from me."
"I just feel it's a pity. Originally, I was planning to trade my ten fingers to see how heavy his soul is." Han Fei touched the shrine with his fingers, and his face showed the same smile as the statue, like an evil god.
He took out the mobile phone that Yinghuo left for him from the inventory, and sent a message to the dead building owners' rights protection and mutual aid group to inform everyone to enter the mall immediately.
After doing all this, Han Fei touched the shrine again. He wanted to find Cry and the female anchor in the department store.
The architectural layout of the department store is the same as in the memory world, except that the mall in the deep world is more eerie and terrifying.
Most of the shelves were filled with all kinds of strange and weird goods, and the paper man section alone had hundreds of different kinds of paper men, which really shocked Han Fei.
There were still some of the most "valuable" goods in the mall, but Shizhi had already taken those most "valuable" goods away before leaving.
"Just these things left behind are enough for my neighbors to eat for a long time."
Han Fei searched for a long time and finally felt the smell of crying in the furniture area on the sixth floor. At this time, Jiuzhi, who had escaped, was also running upstairs.
"If this guy didn't leave directly, why did he run upstairs? Is there something hidden there?"
Without any hesitation, Han Fei took the Mirror God and chased upstairs.
When he walked out of the underground warehouse, Han Fei met up with his neighbors who had arrived. Everyone was very worried about Han Fei.
Let the God of Mirrors chase Jiuzhi first, Han Fei found Zhuang Wen and used his last wish on her.
A steady stream of greedy flames emerged from the underground shrine. Zhuang Wen screamed and howled in the flames, which made the neighbors a little scared.
But only after a while, Zhuang Wen stopped hysterically venting, her divided souls merged together, and a trace of reason appeared in her cloudy eyes.
The most important thing is that the rotten heart riddled with holes in her chest was reborn in the flames.
After the flame of greed was extinguished, a weak black flame of hatred began to beat in Zhuang Wen's heart.
"Attention players numbered 0000! Zhuang Wen's friendship level will be increased by ten! If the friendship level reaches the standard, you will officially become friends."
Zhuang Wen's soul that had been tormented by butterflies had been repaired, and the aura emanating from the shrine instantly weakened. It was obviously a third-level shrine, but the vision it showed was not as good as Han Fei's first-level shrine.
Zhuang Wen, who has regained her sanity, will no longer go crazy casually, at least she won't kill Han Fei unintentionally.
Zhuang Wen and Jingshen took action at the same time. By the time Han Fei and the others climbed to the sixth floor, all nine fingers had been cut off, leaving only a head.
In the hands of the two haters, the large-scale resentment is like a toy puppet with a human face pattern printed on it.
"Don't be in a hurry to kill him." Han Fei stopped the Mirror God, and he began to wander around the furniture area according to the shrine's instructions. Finally, he found a dilapidated spiritual altar on a shelf where discounted items were stored.
After opening the altar, cries rang out on the sixth floor. Han Fei looked at the boy in the altar and let out a long sigh of relief.
He hugged the altar involuntarily, and gave Cry a hug using the secret of touching the depths of his soul.
He was not pretending, he was really worried and crying.
The still crying child was carried out of the altar by Han Fei, and the despair around him was distorted.
"Player No. 0000, please note that the medium-sized Special Resentment Cry's friendship level will be increased by twenty! He has regarded you as the closest person and trusts you immensely. I hope you will not betray this trust."
The father who cried was his murderer. He had always been afraid of his father and lived in boundless fear and despair. It was the same this time. After crying and sending everyone away, he stayed in the department store and fell into darkness again.
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Despair gnawed at his heart. The same situation, but the result was completely different. The moment Han Fei opened the spiritual altar, the child really cried, but this time the tears had a completely different meaning than the usual tears.
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A man took out a child from a spiritual altar in the middle of the night. Although it looked a little scary, the ghosts around him found it very touching.
Holding the crying hand, Han Fei walked to Jiuzhi.
He wanted to cry to take revenge personally, but crying told him that after the female anchor in the red dress noticed that her fingers had become weak, she followed them directly and left the department store together.
The other party seemed to have discovered something very important in the mall, and in order to get that thing, she was willing to risk her own life.
"The red dress should be waiting for us." It doesn't make any sense to say this now. Han Fei took out the death knife and walked to Jiu Zhi's head. He hoped to get useful information from Jiu Zhi, but Jiu Zhi only knew Ten Zhi.
They seemed to have escaped in the direction of the beauty hospital.
When he couldn't get any more information from Jiuzhi, Han Fei felt that the other party might rather die than surrender, so he was ready to satisfy him.
The group of people brought the remains of Jiuzhi to the underground shrine, and Han Fei used the shrine's special ability - soul trading - for the first time.
The black cloth fell, the divine door opened, the scale in the right eye of the Mirror God slowly swung, and then the flames of greed swallowed up the nine fingers.
"The special ability of the third-level shrine, soul trading, was successfully activated. Please choose one of the following three options."
"A finger (F-grade goods): This finger contains murderous intent and resentment. It can greatly increase the strength of medium-sized resentment, but it will cause it to be affected by murderous intent and have a chance of losing its mind."
"Experience: Partial experience value."
"Yin De: Yin De plus five."
Han Fei looked at the attribute panel. He first excluded Yin virtue. Don't waste resources in the underworld for attributes that can be improved in the upper world.
"Fingers can increase the strength of medium-sized resentments. There are indeed many medium-sized resentments around me, such as Crying and Fire Dragon, but this arm has side effects, and it may be felt by the surviving ten fingers."
After thinking for a moment, Han Fei chose experience. He wanted to see how much experience points large-scale resentment could bring him.
The flame of greed disappeared together with the nine fingers. Under the prompts of the system, Han Fei found that his experience value had increased by a part, which was roughly equivalent to half of the experience given by the F-level mission.
"If I want to upgrade from level 19 to level 20, I need about nine F-level tasks. In other words, if I don't do tasks, if I just rely on the shrine, I have to sacrifice 18 large-scale resentments to level up?" Han
He really wanted to kick over the shrine in front of him, but considering that the shrine contained his own statue, he had no choice but to give up.
"Just because I chose to open both sides of the black box at the same time, is it so difficult to upgrade? Does it mean that the experience I need to upgrade is twice what Fu Sheng did at the time?"
Han Fei always felt that Fu Sheng's upgrade situation was different from his own, but he had no evidence.
"When I find Fu Sheng's memory fragments next time, I must ask clearly. I can't let him disappear quietly again."
There was no rush to log off, because Han Fei roughly calculated the time. Although several days had passed in the memory world, not too long had passed in the deep world.
The memory world is a place where thinking is stagnant. The flow of time there is different from that of the deep world, and it is like a time cage that continuously circulates.
Taking his neighbors to check around the mall, Han Fei would immediately hand it over to them whenever he found goods that could improve their neighbors' strength.
In the past, this shopping mall was only used to supply Shizhi, but now Han Fei shares it with all his neighbors.
Wraith spirits, yin energy, hundreds of different styles of paper money and paper money, Han Fei couldn't use these things anyway, so he might as well let his neighbors take them away to improve his strength.
"You must be calm. You can't get used to going to the supermarket like this in the underworld. If you can't change it in the upper world, you will be in trouble."
Originally, Han Fei wanted to choose for a while, but Haha, who was left behind to stay in the dead building, suddenly sent a message to the mutual aid group.
"Several people entered the death building, like wandering spirits or other things. They seemed to have come out of the room where the butterfly died."
Before the department store was captured, the dead building area was Han Fei's base. Haha was also worried about problems, so he immediately notified the owners of the dead building here.
"Wandering ghost?" Han Fei suspected that another player might have "sleepwalked" in.
"It's not just wandering souls, there are other things. In addition, the monsters at the plastic surgery hospital are starting to be dishonest again. They seem to be preparing to explore the fog."
"Understood, let's go back now." Now that the department store has stabilized, we only need to keep the Mirror God here to continue to guard it.
"Crying has been saved. Our next step is a plastic surgery hospital." Han Fei's general plan has not changed. He is integrating the area step by step.
Leading the neighbors carrying various goods, Han Fei was about to walk out of the mall when the God of Mirrors suddenly appeared next to him.
"Han Fei, can you do me a favor?"
"What's the rush?"
"Do you still remember the drowned child in the world of shrines? He was the first customer you met after becoming a clerk." Mirror God said softly: "The father of the drowned child killed Wang Ping'an's father, and the murderer was buried
When the body was found, Wang Ping'an and I happened to see it. We struggled and I accidentally killed the man."
Han Fei still remembers this incident. This is the first plot triggered by him entering the memory world.
"In reality, it was Wang Ping'an who took the blame for me. He became extremely crazy after his father's death. The police came to find him and identified him as the murderer. I could have told the truth, but on my way to the police station, I was killed by gangsters from Xicheng District.
Taken away, after that I completely fell into darkness, thinking only of revenge."
"You mean Wang Ping'an is still alive now?"
"It's very possible." Mirror God nodded: "If you have a chance to see him, please help him clear his grievances."
"Okay, I will help him." Han Fei led his neighbors out of the department store. They followed the alley marked on Fu Sheng's map and returned to the dead building smoothly.
After finding Haha, Han Fei asked in detail what happened before the death building.
"I'm sure there are wandering souls that have entered the dead building, but besides the wandering spirits, there are also some very strange things." Haha pointed to the room where the butterfly wardrobe is: "We just cleaned up the dead building area before, and there is almost nothing nearby.
Ghosts, ghosts and strange things ran out of the closet and straight into the mist."
"But I didn't sense their presence in the fog. Could it be that they ran to other areas?"
"The nearest one to us is the plastic surgery hospital. I guess they may have gone there." Haha spread his hands: "I don't know why, but all the wandering souls seem to be very excited when they arrive here. I find it incredible that such a
What’s exciting about a city shrouded in darkness?”
"Maybe they have a hobby in this area."
Han Fei asked his neighbors to check around the plastic surgery hospital and the dead building area. If possible, they must save those wandering souls.
Han Fei has done what he needs to do. He really can't hold on anymore. The mission of inheriting the shrine with the highest level of danger has completely squeezed him dry.
After explaining his neighbors, Han Fei found a safe room and chose to quit the game.
The blood slowly solidified the world, and Han Fei could see a sea of blood on the horizon rushing towards the Death Tower.
"I……"
A voice came from behind, and the bloody man behind him still only said one word.
His consciousness was pulled away, and Han Fei opened his eyes.
He wanted to take off the gaming helmet, but he found that his body had no strength at all. It was not physical fatigue, but a feeling of mental exhaustion.
Lying in the game cabin, Han Fei passed out immediately.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but Han Fei felt huge pain all over his body. He moved his body with great effort and took off the game helmet.
"My body is much stronger than ordinary people, but even so, I still can't hold on."
His bones were about to fall apart, and Han Fei didn't know why he was so tired. He felt as if he had been pressed into bed by a ghost for a month.
With a dry mouth, Han Fei crawled out of the game room and took a big gulp of a glass of water. Then he crawled to the refrigerator, grabbed the refrigerated canned meat and ate it.
After eating a lot of meat, Han Fei felt that he had regained some strength and his head no longer hurt so much.
"This shrine inheritance mission does have a lot of potential."
The sun shines into the house through the curtains, and it is already noon.
Han Fei looked at the canned meat boxes on the floor and licked his lips lightly: "Why do I like eating meat so much now? Is it because of Xu Qin? But these meats that don't contain any curses don't taste tasty enough.