Han Fei wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The doctor walked out of the ward without warning. He didn't expect that there would be a person standing outside, and he panicked instantly.
"I just came here today to do errands. I'm not familiar with the hospital, so I accidentally got lost." Han Fei emphasized "I just came here today" and "lost". He could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the other party, but not only did he
He didn't point it out, he was still using his acting skills to "support" the other party.
"Oh, that's right. You're going in the wrong direction. The exit is at the back." The edges of the doctor's mask were soaked with sweat, and his pupils were trembling.
"Thank you." Han Fei said with a smile, "Doctor, your sleeves are wrinkled."
The doctor was holding a blood-stained bandage and couldn't tidy up his sleeves. After finishing speaking, Han Fei went straight to help the doctor tidy up: "When doctors handle this garbage, they usually wear clean gloves. Yours seems to be sterile gloves.
, I remember it is only used during surgery. Of course, I am not a doctor, so just say whatever you want, so don’t take it seriously."
While helping the other party adjust his sleeves, Han Fei also touched him, but he did not see the other party's information, so he was sure that the doctor was not a player.
Judging from Shen Luo's experience, not all doctors and patients in the hospital are bad, they also seem to want to escape.
"Thank you for showing me the way. See you soon."
The doctor was holding a blood-stained bandage, his heart was beating very fast, and a small piece of his mask was slowly soaked with blood. It looked like there was a wound on his face under the mask.
Seeing that the other party's acting skills and psychological quality were so poor, Han Fei did not continue to embarrass him and turned around to enter Building 1.
After the doctor left, Han Feicai returned the same way. He quietly opened the ward door and took a look inside.
Lying on the white hospital bed was a "patient" wearing a hospital gown. The man was covered with a quilt and covered with fresh bandages, as if he was asleep.
"The bandage is newly put on. Could it be that the person lying on the bed is the doctor and the person who escaped just now is the patient?"
Entering the room, Han Fei saw a medical case sheet on the bedside table. The names of most of the patients in Building 2 were marked on it. But the strange thing was that the plastic surgery projects of those people were not marked on the medical sheet. It only recorded the patients' physiological and medical records.
Psychological defects.
"These patients are all imperfect people, and each of them actually has a score?"
Han Fei felt that Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital was conducting some kind of experiment. The rich people in Building 1 were the investors in the experiment and those who enjoyed the results of the experiment, while the patients on other floors were participants in the experiment.
"It seems that the plastic surgery hospital is just a cover." Han Fei has always been curious about one thing. Fu Sheng's memory as a student and his memory as an adult are completely separated. How did a student who could see dirty things suddenly become a top figure of the era?
?The process in between is a complete mystery.
"When the two Fu Sheng brothers grew up, they were obsessed with "Perfection". Could it be related to this plastic surgery hospital? Did the two brothers endure anything here?"
Han Fei thought about it carefully and thought it was very possible.
He had done the management task of the previous building director and knew some of Fu Sheng's true memories. After Fu Yi's death, Fu Sheng was treated as a patient and tied up at home.
Fu Yi's wife found many doctors for him, and those doctors probably included the doctors responsible for psychological healing in the plastic surgery hospital.
"There is some connection between Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital and Du Shu. Du Shu just treats Fu Yi's family as toys. She will not let Fu Sheng receive normal treatment at all."
"With her intervention, Fu Sheng will only get worse and worse, and continue to slide into the abyss."
Only the most desperate people can own the black box, and the black box chose Fu Sheng. From this alone, you can see the pain that the previous building manager went through.
"The human world left him covered with wounds, but...he still chose the path of destroying the deep world in the end." Han Fei initially felt that Fu Sheng chose destruction just because compared to redemption, destruction was easier, and Fu Sheng himself was also a living person.
People make such choices.
But with the gradual contact and understanding, Han Fei felt that there was a deeper reason why Fu Sheng chose to destroy.
"It was probably not easy for him to make the decision to destroy it."
Han Fei knew Fu Sheng's final fate. His three children were severely injured, and he himself was beaten so much that only some memory fragments remained.
"Compared to Fu Tian, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, Fu Sheng should be the greatest person."
Han Fei wanted to watch for a while longer, but suddenly there were rapid footsteps in the corridor. To prevent unnecessary misunderstandings, he left quickly.
"There are five buildings in the plastic surgery hospital. Except for Building 1, which occupies the largest area and is the most luxurious, the remaining four buildings all have problems."
After evacuating Building 2, Han Fei reunited with several of his subordinates.
"Team leader, how was your discussion?" Li Guoer seemed to have heard some rumors. Seeing Han Fei return, his eyes moved downwards, as if he wanted to see something.
Avoiding Li Guoer's gaze, Han Fei waved to the others: "The negotiation has collapsed. Not only is that client not prepared to help us, but he may further target me."
"Aiming at you? Team leader, what have you told your customers? As long as our game is successfully released, we will definitely make a lot of money. Who will have trouble with the money!" Brother Fake Tree is a little anxious. For a game worker like him,
The bonus after the game sells well is much more than the normal salary.
Looking at several of his subordinates, Han Fei had already begun to plan for the worst possible situation: "Our game development is relatively simple and does not have high program requirements. It focuses on plot and art effects. Some of the things we can't do can be outsourced.
In short, we have to make the game as soon as possible."
To complete the shrine random mission, you must complete the last game. Han Fei has no other choice: "I have offended the company's senior management and investors. If one day I leave the company, you must continue to make this game."
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"Don't worry, team leader, some of my classmates are doing game programming." Brother Fake Tree also noticed that Han Fei's tone was not quite right. Several of his subordinates frowned, but Li Guoer seemed to be in a good mood.
"Team leader, we will make the game no matter what." Li Guoer came closer to Han Fei. She did not smell any other fragrance on Han Fei. Her eyes hidden under the glasses turned slightly, with hatred in her eyes.
It seems to have dissipated some more.
"The company attaches great importance to Octopus and "Eternal Life". We have no other way now but to save ourselves." Han Fei changed his previous lazy attitude and acted resolutely, showing his decisive side.
After leading everyone back to the company, Han Fei devoted himself wholeheartedly to game production.
In the past, he went to work every day to catch fish because he didn't care about the game in which he was the protagonist, but it was different now. In order to complete the random missions of the shrine, he had to go all out. Gu
Han Fei didn't know much about game production. Most of the time, he used his acting skills to fool his subordinates and leaders. However, he had the ability to appreciate art, coupled with the unique artistic taste cultivated in the deep world, he quickly
It builds a world of absurd horror, full of black humor and bloody love atmosphere.
The deep world is where he checks in every day, and the characters of the ten heroines have references around him. It can be said that they are completely copied from reality, without any pressure at all.
"Team leader, I have already contacted my classmates. Because we are making small graphic games, the price they offered is not high, it is lower than the market price."
"Okay, I'll go find Zhao Qian later. If the company doesn't approve the money, then I'll pay for it myself." Han Fei played the game to complete random tasks in the shrine. His spirit of taking out loans to work shocked his subordinates.
Living.
The subordinates all felt that Han Fei was serious and would definitely slap Octopus in the face to truly prove himself.
With such a leader, how can employees not be enthusiastic?
"Team leader, I can take charge of the art aspect, but there is still a very troublesome thing." Li Guoer particularly likes Han Fei's current appearance, mature and steady, worthy of reliance: "What about the background music and theme song? What about music's impact on horror?
It is also very critical for games. Music is needed to heighten the atmosphere and enhance the sense of immersion."
"This is a small question." Han Fei looked at Li Guoer: "Didn't anyone tell you that I can still sing?"
In the hotel in the deep world, after Han Fei used the Death Knife to help Liuli escape, he inherited Liuli's singing voice. He had a voice that had been kissed by the devil.
"Singing?" Li Guo'er pushed up her glasses: "The theme song is not something you can do just by singing. I suggest you find a way to find a professional."
"Leave the music part to me, and I'll show you what the devil's whisper is in a minute." Han Fei reasonably assigned the work tasks to his subordinates, and he ran to find Zhao Qian with his briefcase.
Knocking on the office door, Han Fei found Zhao Qian hurriedly picking up a piece of information and pretending to be busy.
"Sister Qian, the relationship between me and that client has broken down." Han Fei sat at Zhao Qian's desk: "Not only will she not help me this time, she will probably kill me and even force me out of the company.
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"What? You have offended a client of the company, do you still want me to praise you?" Zhao Qian's face was stern, but the light in her eyes softened.
"I can resign, or I can bear the mistakes I made, but my employees are innocent." Han Fei took out the schedule of their project team from his briefcase: "We have been planning and designing "
"Eternal Life" game, this year is almost over, the octopus suddenly replaced us, and the fruits of our labor for most of the year were taken away by him."
"Be mature, there is no point in complaining."
"I know it's impossible to get "Eternal Life" back, so I want to complete the love horror game as soon as possible. It's the end of the year, and I need to give some explanations to my subordinates so that they can have a good year," Han Fei said.
The schedule was placed on the table: "The company is short of manpower, so we want to outsource the development of front-end programs. The initial estimate is that it will take..."
"Fu Yi, it's impossible for the company to approve this amount of money." Before Han Fei could finish speaking, Zhao Qian interrupted him directly: "You work well here. The only thing you need to do now is don't make any more mistakes."
"I probably guessed it." Han Fei put away his schedule and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." Zhao Qian saw that Han Fei left so decisively, and she spoke again: "That amount is relatively large, I will try my best to help you operate it."
"Thank you." Han Fei returned to the office and began to plan to compose songs and background music. He has a talent for singing and has an extremely rich "life experience". In terms of creation, he has played the role of a spider and has a deep understanding of the mind of a great writer.
process, carefully pondering each other’s creative mood.
The "experience" accumulated inadvertently in the past has become Han Fei's precious wealth. The songs he creates are absurd, dark, spooky and crazy, but in the deepest despair, there is always a little bit of hope.
Listening to the melody he created, it was like a person slowly sinking into the deep sea, and a ray of warm light shined through the sea and reflected on his palm.
During lunch, another good news came. After the operation released some game promotional videos and concept introductions, it became popular on some game websites.
Han Fei also took the time to watch it. The pilot promotional video was not finished filming. Seven of the ten empty seats were covered by question marks. Only the scantily dressed love holding a chainsaw was revealed. The intellectually mature Zhao Qian and the sweet and cute eyes were full of morbidity.
Li Guoer.
Of course, Li Guoer and Zhao Qian's appearance had undergone some changes, but their excitement at that time was "true feelings", much more real than what the actors acted.
There are many 18-ban games on the market, but this is a well-made, rich-plot, horror and decryption game. It can be said to be a somewhat hysterical love game. Players have never played it before, and this is the first time they have seen it.
The promotional video went viral in just one morning, and "Sister, come and kill me" even became a popular meme.
The opening line is adapted from a real situation and has also aroused heated discussions. Most players are speculating on the identity of this mysterious male protagonist and want to see who he is who can be liked by so many sisters at the same time.
die.
This 18-ban game can break the circle, and the sentence in the title also plays a big role.
"As long as the promotional video becomes popular, it will create a big pie first, and then it will be easy to defraud investors and sponsors."
In the afternoon, Han Fei went to Brother Fake Tree's classmate in person and finalized some details. He also promised to share dividends in the later stages of the game.
When the other party saw the popularity of the game's promotional video, he immediately agreed without any hesitation.
After signing the contract, Han Fei paid part of it out of his own pocket and asked the other party to start work as soon as possible.
Brother Fake Tree’s classmates were also unambiguous, and the entire studio immediately worked overtime to work on it.
Everything was going on track, but Han Fei felt increasingly insecure. He always felt that something was chasing him, and he had to complete more tasks as soon as possible and make up for more regrets.
After the matter was done, Han Fei did not return to the company. He rented a recording studio. Based on his own understanding of the game, he began to compose the theme song over and over again.
There is no one in this world who understands the pain and bitterness of the male protagonist better than Han Fei. After all, he is the protagonist in the real incident.
Word by word, all the notes are soaked in blood and regret, pain and self-blame, from the initial indulgence and enjoyment, sinking into the depths of desire, to being swallowed up by darkness and tied to the dining table.
Those who regard love as prey are eventually put on the dining table by love and become food on the plates of lovers.
Extreme desire turned into extreme despair, a transformation that only Han Fei could create.
"I didn't expect that I still have the potential to be a singer. Alas, I have experienced so much that my emotions are overflowing from my singing."
This chapter has been completed!