"I seem to have heard that voice somewhere. It seems to have been ringing in my ears. Who is saying that?"
Darkness flooded the underground warehouse like a tide, the surrounding area was pitch black, and all light was swallowed up.
His heart was pounding and his back was soaked with cold sweat. Han Fei didn't know what was hidden in the darkness. He tried his best to push up, but the baffle didn't move at all.
He couldn't move up, and no one would come to save him.
All he could do was search for possible ways to escape the situation in this underground warehouse.
"Why should you try your best to live? Isn't it good to stay? Your soul gnashing your teeth is really pitiful."
Han Fei was sure that the sound came from the warehouse. He suppressed his uneasiness and walked down the escalator.
"The mood value is decreasing at a faster rate. If it continues like this, the mood value will drop below 20 in ten minutes at most. By then I will probably see something that I can't fight against now."
Without any further hesitation, Han Fei walked quickly through the container according to the memory in his mind.
He is a very decisive person. After identifying a certain direction, he will sprint with all his strength. Even if he dies on the road, he will never regret it.
"Bang!"
As Han Fei moved forward, a second-hand tablet computer fell from the shelf, and the screen emitted a faint cold light.
"Isn't this the old stuff I just sorted out?"
That tablet computer had not been used much and was almost new. Han Fei had just put it on the shelf himself.
At this time, the cold light from the flat screen became the only light in the underground warehouse, and Han Fei's eyes were involuntarily attracted to it.
Someone touched the tablet in the darkness, and a video began to play. The picture showed a boy tied to a chair. He was being beaten and abused, and his body was covered with scars.
He was shouting something vaguely, but unfortunately there was no sound in the video.
Han Fei felt vaguely that this video looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this video. He only felt that the boy in the video looked more and more like him when he was a child.
"Can pain be cured? If it can, how can you heal such a broken world?"
There was something wrong with the entire container filled with second-hand electronic goods. Similar videos were playing on all the screens. Different children were locked in the seats. They had no names, only different numbers. From then on,
Number 0001 to number 9999.
The video has no sound, and all the children are screaming silently. They undergo various trainings and inhuman "treatments" until they can no longer bear it and die in the small, cold room.
After each child dies, his facial features will change, gradually becoming blurred and disintegrating, just like their respective personalities.
Silent torture, continuous treatment, and finally all the dead children's facial features became the same as those of the first child.
He can easily make various expressions and simulate various personalities according to instructions, but he cannot show a real smile.
After all the children on the screen turned into the same face, the dark and cold compartment was opened, and there was an even darker room outside, like one black box after another that could not be exited.
The child sat sluggishly on the chair. He was taken to another black room. In that new room, the child who seemed to have grown up was given a brand new number - 0000.
"Is this the meaning of your life? Stay, you might as well stay here."
Han Fei's heartstrings were plucked, and the shocking scene made him freeze in place.
When he was attracted by the children's faces, many memories that did not belong to him popped up in his mind.
Spending time with my mother day and night, all kinds of memories about family in my childhood, beauty and happiness are like a flower blooming on the cliff of the abyss, bringing four seasons to this world filled with only despair.
But soon, my mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and my father fled alone. All the pressure fell on him.
Illness, work, money, and all kinds of messy things make up the appearance of life.
Memories that do not belong to Han Fei are being forcibly merged with Han Fei's memory. He seems to understand many things about Han Fei. This memory does not touch the things deep in his mind. It just wants Han Fei to be him.
His mother was critically ill, he couldn't raise money, his job was defrauded, he owed loan sharks, and most importantly, his hands were stained with blood, and he killed someone.
The memory was so heavy that it felt like I was being dragged into the deep sea instantly, and the huge pressure was about to burst every blood vessel and nerve.
"Everyone around me tells me that good people will be rewarded. I give money to beggars, feed stray cats and dogs, and help bullied delivery people. I firmly believe in fairness and justice, and I will consider others in everything I do. But why in the end?
Will we end up like this?"
With his mind becoming more and more confused, Han Fei walked step by step towards the depths of the warehouse. His hand seemed to have touched something.
Lifting the darkness, Han Fei saw a shrine in the deepest part of the warehouse.
This pure black shrine has a similar appearance to the one in the thrift store, but it gives people a completely different feel.
The door of the shrine was also nailed shut, but there was something written on that door.
"There's no shame in selling your soul and principles. What's shameful is not selling for a good price. Now you have a chance to start over. Open the shrine and you will get all the answers and a chance for a new life."
It seemed to be a system prompt, or it seemed to be another sound. Anyway, under the guidance of the sound, Han Fei grabbed a tool hammer that fell next to the shrine.
It seems that as long as the nailed door of the shrine is broken open, all the nightmares will disappear and all the truth will emerge.
Han Fei's memory has been merged with the memory that does not belong to him. At this time, he was affected by another force, completely occupied by anger, resentment, unwillingness and pain.
Lifting up the tool hammer, Han Fei's eyes were bloodshot. He endured unimaginable pressure and slammed the tool hammer down.
There was a dull sound, the bones were broken, and blood oozed from one of Han Fei's little fingers.
The excruciating pain made him regain his short-term sanity. Throwing away the tool hammer, Han Fei covered the fallen black cloth again on the shrine, leaving no gaps.
"Is this your choice?" Several people's voices sounded in the underground warehouse, including men, women, and children.
Their voices overlapped, as if they were standing behind Han Fei at this moment.
"You will regret this……"
The lights in the underground warehouse flickered a few times and then came back on.
When the light dispersed the darkness, Han Fei's mind also heard the system's cold, emotionless notification sound.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have completed the shrine random task of organizing the warehouse!"
"Not all souls in this world have a price, you have made your own choice!"
"The regret in the owner of the shrine has been made up by 15%! Get a lot of experience rewards!"
"You have completed a shrine random task and have been given a chance to open the inventory. You can choose an item to bring into the memory world of the shrine owner."
"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully reached level seventeen! Free attribute points will be increased by one!"
Sitting on the ground with his back against the container, Han Fei was in shock.
After the lights came on, his mood value quickly recovered from nineteen to twenty-five.
"The task requirement is for me to tidy up the warehouse before dawn... No, the random task of tidying up the warehouse does not seem to have specific task requirements. It just reminds me to tidy up the shelves before dawn and asks me to clearly mark the prices for all the souls."
Only now did Han Fei realize that the so-called price tag for all souls also included his own soul. If he had made other choices just now, he might have become a used item on the commodity shelves.
"The degree of regret compensation has increased by another five percent. It seems that the owner of the shrine has made a similar choice, but he probably did not resist the temptation and chose to break open the door of the shrine."
Han Fei raised his head and looked at the shrine that was covered with black cloth with lingering fear.
"The real shrine is hidden in the back of the used goods warehouse. If you don't become a staff here, you won't be able to find this place."
Getting up from the ground, Han Fei covered his unconscious little finger: "It hurts, but it's a good sign. It indicates that I may lose all 'ten fingers' here."
After carefully inspecting the shrine, Han Fei discovered another strange thing: "This black cloth can completely cover the shrine, but I remember that before I lifted the black cloth, part of the shrine was already exposed.
!Someone lifted the black cloth before I came in!"
Only three people could enter the warehouse, Oriole, Pei Yang, and the store owner who Han Fei had not met yet.
"Which of the three of them is more likely to be suspected?"
Han Fei did not waste time on this issue. He first added the free attribute points brought by the upgrade to his physical strength.
His arms became tougher, vitality surged in his veins, and Han Fei's physical abilities improved again.
He is not yet at level 20, but his physical strength has reached 28 points, and he will soon break through 30.
"Every ten points of physical strength is a threshold. After I have thirty points of physical strength, I may be able to activate certain abilities related to physical strength."
Walking towards the freight elevator, Han Fei's mentality now was completely different from before.
After making his choice, he will embark on a different path from the former owner of the shrine and will not be at the mercy of the shrine.
"It becomes easy to upgrade in the shrine owner's memory world. All the tasks here are equivalent to F-level tasks. I must seize this opportunity!"
Pushing open the flap easily, Han Fei looked for the oriole in the store with a weak look on his face, but he searched for a long time but did not see the oriole.
"Where are the people?"
Arriving at the counter, Han Fei first found the first aid kit, bandaged his finger with medicine and a bandage, and then looked at the computer on the counter.
Before the inventory of goods in storage was completed, Oriole left the thrift store.
"The water in her cup is still hot. She must have just left."
Han Fei's mood numbers are slowly recovering. As long as he doesn't leave the mall at night, his mood numbers will not drop again, at least judging from his experiment the previous day.
"It's almost one o'clock in the evening now. It's not safe in the mall. Do you want to go find her?"
Walking to the door of the store, Han Fei was stunned as soon as he stepped out of the store. He saw two men with plasters on their arms sitting beside the door of the second-hand supermarket.
The two people must have been sitting in front of the store for a long time. They were both wearing the same style of black suits. The fat man among them had his hands wrapped in plaster, and a tiger tattoo could be vaguely seen on his chest. Because he was too fat, his suit could not be buttoned at all.
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Another man had a scar on his face and looked very fierce. However, his wrist was dislocated and a bandage hung around his neck. He looked fierce but also looked miserable.
At this time, Scarface was holding a cigarette with his only two movable fingers. Perhaps because smoking was prohibited in the mall, he did not dare to light it.
The two of them were sitting on an old newspaper. There was a big bag of melon seed peels in front of them. Maybe they were too bored waiting, so they kept eating melon seeds.
There was a ding-dong-ding-dong sound, and the store door opened. The two of them saw Han Fei coming out, leaning on each other, and stood up with great effort.
"You took away the 20,000 yuan, and we can't explain it to the brothers. You must pay back the money today." Scarface's voice was cold and sinister, and his snake eyes stared at Han Fei with an extremely fierce look.
The loan shark was crippled by the loan shark. How can he still get along after this is revealed? How can he continue to collect debts?
"Then what if I don't pay it back?" Han Fei looked around, looking for the figure of Oriole.
"Then we will follow you all the time. No matter where you go, we will follow you until you pay back the money!" The fat man also said viciously.
"Free bodyguards? Okay, then you can follow." Han Fei glanced upstairs. It was dark deep in the mall, and the two security guards and Oriole were not there.
"You..." Scarface gritted his teeth: "We will always guard the door of your store to scare all your customers away."
"It's not my store anyway, so it doesn't matter. But you have to be careful. The customers who enter this store in the middle of the night are not necessarily alive." Han Fei walked up to the fat man and raised his hands, which scared the fat man continuously.
He took two steps back.
"Don't be nervous, I just think it's not easy for you guys to wear suits when it's so cold." Han Fei tried to help the fat man button up, but he gave up after a few tries: "Did you two just see a person?
Is the saleswoman coming out?"
"I saw it, she seems to have gone to the third floor." Fatty replied subconsciously. After he finished speaking, Scarface gave him a sharp look. Then he suddenly came to his senses and immediately changed his words: "Humph, I don't know."
"The third floor sells women's clothing. It seems like things are often lost there." Before Han Fei could finish his words, he heard a loud noise, as if something was thrown from a high place.
"This sound also appeared last night! After the two security guards went to check, it started to become abnormal." Looking at the dark interior of the mall, Han Fei waved to the two gangsters: "I'm going to the third floor, you two.