When Han Fei opened the door to the emergency room, all the lights in the building went out.
The surroundings were dark, and countless wishes and prayers came from deep within the walls.
The divine patterns circulated, and the farewells between life and death were engraved in the corridor. Even time could not wash away those cries.
The despair escaping from Han Fei's body slowly merged with the whole building. He raised his head and looked towards the emergency room.
Names appeared on the white walls, and thoughts turned into tiny chains, with one end remaining in the world and the other falling into nothingness.
Among the souvenirs all over the wall, Han Fei also saw a ferocious and terrifying shadow.
The alienated evil again is like a totem drawn by the ancestors, carved into the building. Its body is penetrated by chains, unable to leave the hospital wall, and there is no way to easily enter this world of memory.
"Great sin?"
Han Fei spoke softly. The huge figure in the wall seemed to hear the call of its master. It tried its best to stir up the wave of disaster, and the chains were tightened one by one.
The great evil that can easily destroy the shrine "hit a wall" in the shrine left by Fu Sheng.
Han Fei tried to move forward, but the despair in his mind was not enough to support him to move forward. The chains of longing and the prayers of the soul were repelling him...
"It seems that we have to find all seven of his despairs."
Unable to enter by force, Han Fei retreated decisively.
When he was about to leave the corridor, Fu Yi's roar came from his mind.
It was as if an iron ball had been forced into his skull, and he almost lost control and fell.
Severe pain came, and Han Fei could feel Fu Yi spreading towards his whole body. He slashed at himself with the death knife, but he could not kill Fu Yi completely every time.
As time went by, Fu Yi seemed to know that the Death Knife would not really kill Han Fei, and he became even more unscrupulous.
"Fu Sheng's despair seems to be strengthening Fu Yi, or the former Fu Yi is itself Fu Sheng's greatest despair."
Han Fei's body was shaking. Doctor Yan next to him saw it and quickly supported him: "Can't you touch the shrine? I think you are only a little bit away from the core of the shrine."
"I still need more despair. Please cooperate with me to destroy the departments in Building No. 7." Han Fei wanted to put all the despair Fu Sheng left in the hospital into his own body to clear the past for his child.
Since he chose to help Fu Sheng, this is what he must bear.
"I now understand that if I had chosen to destroy Fu Sheng, then I would have become just like Fu Yi in my mind. If I put all my despair on Fu Sheng, I could survive, but I would also be with Fu Sheng.
The righteousness merges, becomes dirty, and becomes the new Fu Yi."
The accident that occurred in Building 7 has attracted the attention of the hospital. Building 2, which was originally dark, returned to normal. More and more things crawled out of Building 2 and were heading towards Building 7.
"Quick! We don't have much time!"
Kicking open the door of the hair transplant center, I saw a large mass of black hair like a pool of stinky stagnant water. I stretched my body lazily.
"My ability is of no use to it and I can't help you." Zhang Xi did not approach the hair transplant center: "The doctors in this department seem to have never been out, and no one knows what is in it."
"Why don't we go to other departments first?" Ah Chong was also a little scared. Human beings themselves have a fear of the unknown.
"Perhaps we can use fire." Dr. Yan glanced at Qiangwei's burned face: "How about we use fire to ignite the human oil flowing out of the liposuction center, and directly burn the liposuction center and the pile of hair?
"
"The fat extracted through surgery contains a lot of water and is difficult to ignite."
"Ordinary fire will definitely not work, but the black fire of hatred should be fine." Dr. Yan opened his chest and hid a very weak flame in his body: "Zhuang Wen hid a ray of hatred's flame in me
inside the body."
"Where is Zhuang Wen now?" Han Fei knew that Zhuang Wen entered the shrine world with them, but he had not seen Zhuang Wen until now.
"I don't know. She probably left this wisp of flame because she didn't trust me. If I did something bad, I might be burned to death by this flame immediately." Dr. Yan said with a wry smile: "I really can't think about it.
Understand, why would a person with such murderous hatred take care of you so much?"
"Let's go, let's go and try now." Han Fei walked in front with some difficulty. The pain in his head used to come in waves and would stop soon. But since Han Fei approached the shrine, he activated Fu Sheng's
After despair, the pain could no longer be suppressed, and Fu Yi began to spread crazily throughout Han Fei's body.
"Zhuang Wen? Hate?" Qiangwei silently wrote down these words: "Is hate terrible?"
While he was muttering in a low voice, Ah Chong also walked over.
This perverted player looked at Han Fei with respect and admiration. When he passed by Qiangwei, he also reminded Qiangwei: "Don't make any bad ideas. If you do something that is not conducive to unity,
, don’t blame me for turning against others, I will stand by Han Fei unconditionally."
"Are your condition getting worse again?" Qiangwei covered her disfigured face and looked at Ah Chong with some surprise. He didn't expect Ah Chong, who has the weirdest personality and the most special ability among all the players, in just a few days,
He actually became Han Fei's loyal minion: "What did he do to you?"
Ah Chong didn't reply, and trotted to Han Fei's side with Du Jing on his back. He didn't dare to walk side by side with Han Fei, always staggering half a step back.
Seeing this scene, Qiangwei's mind was filled with questions, and she felt increasingly that Han Fei was unfathomable.
When several people arrived on the third floor, the corridor had completely changed its appearance. Thick fat with various impurities covered the ground and windows. The air seemed to be completely solidified, accumulating an increasingly thick odor.
"Don't come over here."
Dr. Yan walked to the door of the liposuction center alone, and pierced his cheek with his finger: "After leaving the shrine world, I may become the same again. Between the false beauty and the cruel truth, there are indeed many people
will be lost.”
Sliding his fingers downward, Dr. Yan's face was covered with scars under his skin. He cut the wound directly to his chest.
A large amount of blood dripped on the black fire of hatred. Doctor Yan wrapped the flames with his own flesh and blood and slowly took them out.
Bending down, Dr. Yan pushed open the door of the liposuction center.
The pungent stench hit my face, and several medical instruments were working non-stop in the department.
Among the medical equipment, there was a mountain of flesh that could barely be seen as human. He waved his thick arms and stuffed the patients and nurses into the alienated mouth.
No one knows what became of those who were swallowed. Everyone can only see the tubes on the medical equipment piercing Roshan's body, constantly extracting fat from under Roshan's skin.
Dr. Yan walked towards the medical equipment. When he could go no further, he carefully extended the black fire towards the meat mountain.
The moment the black flames touched the meat mountain, the huge monster's body began to tremble, the originally weak flames suddenly jumped, and countless cries came from the depths of the grease.
The black fire of hatred seemed to have found the perfect fuel, and in the blink of an eye, it began to burn on the monster's body!
Dr. Yan and the monster screamed at the same time, and the entire department seemed to collapse.
A large amount of black smoke rises, and the black fire of hatred can directly burn the soul.
"Drag Dr. Yan out quickly!" Han Fei shouted loudly.
Zhang Xi used his ability to control Dr. Yan's flesh and blood and forcibly dragged him out of the department.
The black fire spread so fast that Dr. Yan himself did not expect it. He just wanted to give it a try at first.
The meat mountain monster in the liposuction department let out an ear-splitting roar. It was covered in black fire and could not be extinguished.
The fire grew stronger and stronger. It climbed up from the center of the department, tore off the pipes, knocked over all the medical equipment, and tried to escape.
At this time, it is like a huge black fireball. Wherever it goes, the fire will burn.
The human oil all over the floor was ignited, and the monster was finally unable to support its body and fell into the black fire.
What was originally a weak wisp of flame has turned into an out-of-control fire in just half a minute!
Among the black flames exuding hatred, a woman's unscrupulous and crazy laughter could still be vaguely heard.
"Back off! Leave this floor!"
The fire spread very quickly and burned directly through the liposuction center. It is estimated that this layer will not be spared.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have successfully shattered the despair in the body sculpture liposuction center, gained a lot of experience, obtained five of his seven kinds of despair, and your physical strength has been slightly improved."
"Seven Kinds of Despair No. 5: In order to leave, he swallowed the medicine prepared by the hospital and cooperated with the hospital's treatment. But he became more and more sleepy and confused. He knew that his illness would probably never be cured.
Because his body is slowly developing problems, and he may really get sick before long."
After receiving the notification that the mission was completed, Han Fei immediately took off Ah Chong's security guard coat, covered it with a lot of grease, and then reached into the black fire.
Black Fire, which was inaccessible to others, seemed to be deliberately avoiding Han Fei and did not hurt him.
"Let's go! Go back to the first floor!"
Carrying the burning black fire, Han Fei ran back to the first floor.
When they arrived on the first floor, many ghost figures could already be seen outside Building 7. Those ugly and dirty things were moving here quickly.
There was only a small problem in Building No. 2, but now someone in Building No. 7 is going to set fire to the entire building!
"There's no time." Han Fei opened the door of the hair transplant center and rushed in with the black fire.
Despair, pain, and all negative emotions are the best fuel for the black fire of hatred.
Not long after, a fire broke out in the hair transplant center.
The black hair kept surging, but not only could it not extinguish the black fire, the harder it struggled, the faster the black fire burned.
Seeing that the fire could not be controlled, in the corner of the department, a dwarf in a white coat crawled out from among the black hair.
His hands and feet have severely deteriorated and he can't even do the most basic walking. There is nothing he can do now. If he doesn't run, he will be burned alive.
He struggled to crawl towards the door, but the hair all over his body blocked the way, and he did not escape until the black fire came.
"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully shattered the despair of the hair transplant center, gained a lot of experience, obtained six of his seven kinds of despair, and your brain power has been slightly improved."
"Six of the Seven Despairs: He gave up all struggle, no longer resisted, became numb, and lay in the layers of strange eyes, burying his heart deeply in the darkness."
"There is still one last step to despair." Han Fei saw the ghost outside Building 7, and he knew he didn't have much time left.
The black fire of hatred burned crazily in the building, and a woman's laughter echoed in the flames. No one knew Zhuang Wen's whereabouts, but when the black fire burned, Han Fei felt that Zhuang Wen had not gone far. She was probably
Just like a great evil, being imprisoned in a "shrine" and hiding a ray of black fire of hatred in Dr. Yan's body is already the limit.
"If this is really the case, then I must find a way to open the door of the shrine and let them in!"
After tearing off his shirt, Han Fei lit it with black fire and stumbled upstairs.
Six kinds of despair affect Han Fei all the time. What Fu Sheng once experienced is like six thorns full of barbs, cutting into his soul.
What's worse is that after Fu Yi felt Fu Sheng's despair, he became stronger and stronger.
This beast will only be strong and fierce in front of his family.
Fu Sheng's despair made him feel his own existence. He became increasingly jealous of everything Han Fei had and hated Han Fei's change in destiny.
The steps became heavier and heavier. Every time Han Fei endured more despair for Fu Sheng, he would become weaker and Fu Yi would become stronger.
During Fu Sheng's student days, Fu Yi was the source of all despair.
In the world of memory, Han Fei is like a box that locks all despair. If he collapses and gives up, the most desperate things in the world will be released.
Now that the shrine inheritance mission has arrived, Han Fei has understood everything.
If the final enemy that needs to be faced in the world of Mirror God's memory is the mall owner, then the most hidden enemy in the world of Fu Sheng's memory is Fu Yi, that is, Han Fei himself.
"I will die after paving the way for you, leaving you with a future that is not so hopeless."
After struggling to reach the seventh floor, Han Fei walked to the last department, the Injection and Beauty Treatment Center.
The name of the department is very ordinary, and there is nothing strange about it. However, both Dr. Yan and Dr. Zhang Xi looked very nervous as if they were facing an enemy.
"This is the last room. Maybe it's dangerous here, but someone has to do the right thing." Han Fei was alone when he entered the hospital, but now he has gathered a lot of power around him.
He raised his hand and pushed the door open. There was only one doctor standing in the huge department.
Her whole body was wrapped tightly, only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed.
When she noticed someone coming in, the doctor turned around. She glanced at everyone lightly and put down the syringe in her hand.
The huge syringe contained no medicine, only a begging and crying human face.
"Go together!"
When he has the upper hand, Han Fei never talks nonsense.
He lit the cabinet in the department with black fire, held the life-saving knife and walked inside. Zhang Xi stared at the female doctor and whispered silently, and the doctor's movements gradually became slower.
The most surprising thing was Dr. Yan. His already tall body swelled again, and the surface of his skin continued to crack, revealing the hideous scars burned by the fire underneath.
"Since entering this hospital, I have killed many doctors and patients overtly and covertly. The skin on my body was stitched together with them. It's a pity."
Dr. Yan is essentially a large-scale resentment in the deep world, and his cruel nature is exposed as soon as he opens his mouth.
The female doctor in the center of the department did not panic when she saw the three people coming at the same time. She slowly inserted the syringe in her hand into her body.
The screams from the face in the syringe slowly became smaller. After the injection was completed, the female doctor casually placed the syringe in the medical trash can, which already contained many used syringes.
She slowly took off her mask. The female doctor's face was perfect. She looked at Han Fei with a smile: "Fu Yi, you can't run away."
"Du Shu?" Han Fei paused as he moved forward. The female doctor had a face that was almost the same as Du Shu's, but her temperament was different from Du Shu's, more like a defective product.
After hearing Han Fei's voice, the female doctor smiled and pulled off her white coat. There were Du Shu's faces on her body!
"You are our favorite toy, you can never leave us!"