My 'Healing' Game-Chapter 78 Male Lead Han Fei!
78: Chapter 78 Male Lead Han Fei!
78 -78 Male Lead Han Fei!
The most eerie scene had now manifested in room 1074, where, in a sinister and terrifying room, a living person and the ghost in the mirror were smiling at each other, both revealing gentle expressions as if encouraging one another.
The figure in the mirror seemed to enjoy trying various expressions, wanting to understand the joys and sorrows of humans, which apparently could make it more real and free.
Han Fei’s acting skills were solid; he reproduced all sorts of expressions, including surprise, happiness, and longing, and the person in the mirror kept imitating him.
However, when Han Fei made an expression of being moved, the expression of his reflection in the mirror became somewhat rigid.
As a ghost, it truly couldn’t replicate that kind of emotion that the living feel when moved.
In its life, it had suffered unknown tortures and now harbored only anger, having long forgotten what it felt like to be moved.
The expression on its face grew increasingly gloomy; the figure in the mirror struggled for a long time before it roughly managed a similar expression.
“Dragging this on works in my favor!”
Han Fei knew how to respond; he was a very dedicated actor, and having allocated all his Skill Points to Acting, he easily portrayed complex inner emotions that were difficult for ordinary people to convey.
From simple distress to numb despair, he slowly increased the difficulty.
First despair, then as if seeing a glimmer of light, hope slowly rose in his heart.
After several struggles, he finally found redemption.
The feeling of being liberated was something the figure in the mirror couldn’t mimic at all.
It had indeed “swallowed” many people, but before Han Fei came to this world, it seemed no one had achieved true liberation.
The facial expressions of the figure in the mirror became gruesome and twisted, turning somewhat frightening.
Han Fei, seeing the other’s appearance, wondered if he had gone too far?
For someone untrained, expressing a singular emotion was already quite difficult, yet Han Fei mixed several emotions together.
Emotions are the release of the soul; the ghost in the mirror could mimic movements, but its expressions were always filled with resentment and pain.
The ghost needed increasingly more time to imitate Han Fei, but as it continued to learn, the figure in the mirror became clearer.
With Han Fei’s help, it started to look more and more like a real person.
Han Fei didn’t know whether this was good or bad; he simply didn’t have the luxury to think so much right now and just wanted to complete his mission and leave the room.
Time ticked by second by second; the ghost in the mirror finally managed a somewhat redeemed expression, and Han Fei received the mission completion notification in his mind.
“Attention Player No.
0000!
Class G Hidden Mission – Mirror God’s Game is complete!
Basic Reward—One Free Skill Point!
Exclusive Reward for Hidden Mission—Mirror God’s Blessing.”
“Mirror God’s Blessing (exclusive passive skill; cannot be upgraded with Skill Points): Curse Resistance for mirror-related Curse Items increased by thirty!”
“Attention!
This exclusive passive skill can only be obtained before the player reaches level ten!”
Upon hearing the system’s voice, Han Fei’s gaze changed dramatically, instantly becoming much sharper.
“Curse Resistance for mirror-related Curse Items increased by thirty?” freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Han Fei knew this world was filled with many cursed items, such as Xu Qin’s Dinner Knife, which could harm Ghosts and Monsters, but also cause great damage to the player themselves.
“If one could develop curse resistance to a certain category of items, would it be possible to use such cursed items without injury?
It’s a pity Mirror God’s Blessing only applies to mirror-related items.
It would have been great if it were for knife-related items too.”
Although he muttered this to himself, Han Fei still felt quite satisfied.
He stealthily glanced at the living room’s central mirror—wasn’t there a terrifying mirror-related Curse Item right in front of him?
“Carry the mirror into a fight?
Or drop the mirror and run whenever encountering someone?”
Han Fei silently sized up the mirror in front of him, and the figure within the mirror was also sizing him up; their greedy eyes collided, both thinking very much alike at that moment.
“My abilities are currently too far behind this mirror.
I’ll come back after I’ve grown stronger.”
Continuing with the game, Han Fei kept deceiving the other, making his way towards the living room door whenever he had the chance.
He got closer and closer to the door, and according to the rule summarized by the effeminate male, those gray hands wouldn’t appear as long as he didn’t leave the room.
Han Fei slowly retreated to the door of room 1074 and leisurely opened it.
He wasn’t in a hurry to escape, still playing the game with the Mirror God until the shadow in the mirror was once again baffled by the expression of pity, and a smile finally appeared on Han Fei’s face.
“I will come back and tell you what true redemption is.”
After saying this, Han Fei rushed out of room 1074.
Before a grey arm could catch him, he chose to exit the game.
The blood-red world froze, the earth spun, and Han Fei forcefully removed his gaming helmet.
“That was close!
One cannot be careless at all in that Underworld!”
Han Fei initially thought his relationship with the neighbors was improving and foresaw more tranquil days ahead, only to be suddenly ambushed by Outsiders from the sixth floor.
Those people must have been watching Han Fei for a while but had refrained from acting due to the factor of Xu Qin, biding their time until the day Xu Qin left.
“The NPCs in this game must be the most brutal and cunning in all games; I absolutely cannot underestimate them.”
Having narrowly escaped death, Han Fei lay on his bed, exhausted: “Once I earn enough money, I must buy a Health Care Game Storage that can be connected to a helmet.
A high-level Game Box might cost about three hundred thousand; with my current abilities, helping the police solve just six cases would allow me to buy it…
”
Dreaming of his own Game Box, Han Fei fell into a deep sleep.
…
Sunlight streamed into the room, and Han Fei felt he hadn’t slept long when he was woken up by the phone.
“Director Jiang?”
“Come to the filming site, I have something very important to tell you.”
“Okay.”
Noticing a different tone in Director Jiang’s voice, Han Fei quickly washed up and headed to North Street of the Old City District.
Carrying an egg-filled pancake he had bought on the way, Han Fei entered the filming site in his usual casual clothes.
Seeing him arrive, many staff members warmly greeted him, and Han Fei responded with a shy smile, still not quite accustomed to being the center of attention.
“Han Fei!
Over here!”
A site assistant jogged over to Han Fei and led him to a room on the second floor: “Why are you dressed so plainly today?”
“This is how I dress every day.”
“Give me the pancake, just go in.”
Without further explanation, Han Fei handed over the egg-filled pancake and pushed open the door.
In the small room sat five people, with Director Jiang in the farthest seat.
“Han Fei, let me introduce you, this is Sister Long from Youlong Culture, both a producer and the head of the main investors.
Next to her is the female lead of our film — Jinnian…”
Director Jiang introduced everyone to Han Fei, leaving him somewhat puzzled.
“Actually, we called you here today to offer you a different role,” Sister Long remarked, not minding Han Fei’s plain clothes, but rather seeing him as if discovering a rough diamond.
“A different role?” Han Fei was slightly startled, “What role?”
“We want you to play the male lead in ‘Flower of Evil.'”
