Han Fei encountered an extremely unfortunate player in the deep world. His lucky value was a rare zero. The most important thing was that the lowest lucky value set by the system was zero.
If it were just like this, Han Fei wouldn't feel nervous. Then players also have the most perverted talent called survival in desperate situations.
In the shrine of the plastic surgery hospital, the player fell into desperate situations many times, and was rescued by Han Fei by accident. But what was the final outcome?
After leaving the shrine of the plastic surgery hospital, the player politely said Eleven Sister to Xu Qin. Han Fei, who had experienced all kinds of storms and waves, his brain stopped functioning at that time, and he dragged his seriously injured body to sit up.
Seeing the distress message on the wall, Han Fei recognized who the other party was, and his appearance emerged in his mind, but he just didn't want to say the other party's name. The so-called ineffability was nothing more than that.
"Is he also a sacrifice that he prepared happily? It doesn't make sense! I haven't seen him in the worst future. How come there are still people who have the guts to squeeze into the most dangerous places!"
The first deviation occurred between reality and the future predicted by Gao Xing. From this moment on, many things began to change.
"Isn't Laboratory No. 1 abandoned a long time ago? Why are there still living people imprisoned?" Huang Ying grabbed the staff member: "Writing with blood, I have only seen this scene in movies, if not for being tortured
To the extreme, no one would resort to such methods to seek help."
"I, I don't know anything." The staff of the waste disposal center was very innocent: "It shouldn't be! Laboratory No. 1 has been abandoned for a long time. There can't be any living people."
"Are you usually in charge here?" Assistant Tao looked at the bloody words and his expression became serious.
"I am responsible for the nearby area, but because of the leader's order, I have never been close to here." The staff member kept explaining. He took out his communication tool and wanted to report it to his superiors, but was stopped by Han Fei.
"From now on, you don't need to report to anyone. You just need to follow us honestly and take care of your mouth and eyes." Han Fei frowned and walked away from the line of bloody words, walked through the abandoned passage, and headed towards Experiment No. 1.
Walk inside the room.
There was a dull pain in the back of his head, and a voice in the distance seemed to be calling Han Fei. Some of the emotions hidden in his subconscious were awakening.
Han Fei has never had any memory of the past, and he has never seen the "Blood Orphanage" in reality.
At the end of the passage, there is a mirror-like door. The door is made of a special material. The outside can clearly see the inside, but people inside cannot see the outside.
"Do you have the key?" Han Fei waved to the staff member, who shook his head. Then Han Fei grabbed the tool box the staff member carried behind his back with one hand and slammed it towards the door.
"Snapped!"
The door was smashed like a mirror, with all kinds of debris flying everywhere.
Putting down the toolbox, Han Fei seemed to be attracted by something and walked forward in a daze.
There are windows painted on the opaque walls. Outside the windows are the four seasons, and inside the windows is the unchanging life.
Standing in the middle of the oil painting windows, Han Fei looked at the building in front of him. The orphanage where Laughing was kept in the back of his mind overlapped with the building in front of him. Han Fei seemed to see a steady stream of blood seeping out from all the cracks in the building.
Various memory fragments obtained in the deep world appeared in Han Fei's mind. The boundaries between the two different worlds became blurred. Han Fei gasped for air. He didn't know why he was like this. It seemed that his body was instinctively afraid.
Resist coming back here.
Twenty years have passed, and the pain is still engraved in the body. Even if the laughter leaves with all the despair, some things still cannot be changed.
Everything in Han Fei's field of vision seemed to be dyed red, and his life was always threatened. No one could escape that blood-red night.
The children's memories were intertwined with reality. Han Fei's nails were dug into his flesh. He couldn't remember the past, but he felt horrified everywhere he looked in the orphanage. It seemed that his best friend was killed by him there.
Killed.
The sharp knife pierced the flesh and blood, equating healing with death. The gentle man went crazy step by step and became a monster, laughing hysterically.
"You should laugh." A strange voice emerged in his memory. Han Fei, standing at the door of the orphanage, seemed to have returned to twenty years ago. Dressed in blood red, he looked at the orphanage that was dyed red. Behind him,
Standing there was a perverted and twisted soul.
"Han Fei? Han Fei!" Huang Ying shook Han Fei's shoulders, and it took a long time for Han Fei to wake up: "What did you see?"
"On that bloody night, there was a twisted soul standing behind me. It killed all the children!" Han Fei felt the malice from the deep world from that soul: "Is that happiness? Or a dream?"
Moving his steps, Han Fei pushed open the door of the classroom. In this abandoned laboratory, there were traces of people living there. Many key things in Han Fei's memory were also destroyed.
"Each child has a different character and personality, and the things they care about are also different, but everything they care about has been stolen in the orphanage."
The orphanage in Laboratory No. 1 was copied from the orphanage where Han Fei and the others originally lived. All the supplies in it were used by Han Fei and the others.
Han Fei forgot the past, but his body could not forget the fear that penetrated into his bones. As long as he touched something, it would activate some of the forgotten memories.
Normally, if he is locked up in this place alone, he will gradually remember everything and regain all the despair in the past.
"Happy treats me as a key. He should cut off my head after I fall into despair again. And because the black box is in my mind, they can open the deep world very smoothly after sacrificing me.
and the passage to reality.”
Han Fei figured out Gao Xing's plan, but he didn't understand why Shen Luo would appear here instead of him?
"How could the members of the three major criminal organizations mistakenly think that Shen Luo was the most desperate child ever? What did they find in Shen Luo? Who was misleading them?"
Han Fei felt a little incredible that he could even make mistakes when offering sacrifices, but since this happened to Shen Luo, it felt a bit reasonable.
"I have saved him so many times, is this a blessing he gave me?"
Although many things inside the orphanage were destroyed, Han Fei still recalled some bad experiences through some of the remaining items.
Those memories are all blood red. There were no stars or moon that night, and everything was obscured by darkness.
Twisted souls appear one after another in the middle of the night, and they all exude an aura of unspeakable terror.
They seemed to have joined forces to beat Fu Sheng into memory fragments. In order to completely revenge Fu Sheng, they found the hope that Fu Sheng placed on him.
Those twisted and perverted souls focused on all the children who participated in the personality experiment. They believed that these children were the black box successors selected by Fu Sheng, so they tortured these children as part of their revenge on Fu Sheng.
Children in their dreams don't know what they are about to experience until their twisted souls appear beside their beds.
They wake up all the children with a smile, and then let them kill each other, telling them that only one person can survive in the end.
No children took action, and no one was willing to kill. The twisted souls were very angry and decided to torture the children in a way more terrifying than death.
Some children had broken personalities and went insane, with blood and tears intertwined in them. Han Fei's ears seemed to be filled with the laughter of those twisted souls.
It was too painful, there was no possibility of resistance, and you would be found wherever you hid. No one could bear that kind of despair.
In the torture of twisted souls, some children can no longer bear it, and death becomes a relief at this time.
Those unspeakable insights into human nature have added new rules. People who die late will have to bear the pain and despair of those who died first. The longer you delay, the pain will continue to accumulate.
The young child chose death, and the night sky was stained red with blood.
One by one, the partners fell, and in the end only the gentlest child remained, the child with a healing personality.
Until dawn, he did not choose to die. He wanted to live with the pain and despair of other children!
The twisted souls did not kill him, not out of pity for him, but because they wanted the child to live in despair and torture forever.
The Bloody Night was an unspeakable revenge against Fu Sheng, but in the end it created a monster that no one could have expected.
After walking from room to room, Han Fei looked back when he walked out of the orphanage.
On the stairs, there seemed to be a child covered in blood, standing alone among several unspeakable figures. When the sun shone on his face, he smiled at Han Fei.
"The wild laughter stayed that night, and the rest of his life was left to me."
Only Han Fei in the world can understand the meaning of that smile. That most ordinary smile is something that neither he nor Kuangxiao can ever have, and it is also an agreement between them.
"I'm not a maniacally laughing personality. Both he and I have a meaning of existence." Han Fei remembered the faces of those twisted souls in his heart: "I will do what I should do, and let destruction and redemption coexist.