My Healing Game

Latest URL: Even if No. 2 has become unspeakable, even if he can see the fate and the future, but in his mind, No. 1 will always be No. 1.

The tentacles made of countless hatreds are like cracks crawling all over the night sky, the principal is like a deep sea monster with its mouth open, and countless resentments in his highly deformed body are biting towards No. 1.

This scene, which seemed like a natural disaster in the last days, did not make No. 1 any emotional fluctuations. He was smiling, and the will of God and the obsession of his life gathered on his right fist.

Fiery, free, surging!

True fearlessness is not abandoning everything, but standing on top of suffering, pain, and frustration, and still unswervingly punching with all your might!

Starlight appeared in the dark night, No. 1 ignored all the darkness and obstacles, his right fist pierced through resentment and hatred, and hit the principal's distorted personality hard!

The sound of shattering was heard far away in the dark night. The principal looked at his body in disbelief. The benchmark of his life, the personality condensed by all his memories, was now full of cracks.

As the initial memory of tolerance fell into the abyss, the principal's tolerance personality exploded, his huge body fell backwards, and all the ghostly resentment fused into his flesh and blood began to frantically feed back.

The other half of the principal's intact body was rapidly dissimilating, and his intact left hand was lifted upwards. His remaining willpower could not control the crazy ghost, and he could only watch himself being bitten by the ghost.

Half human, half ghost, the headmaster with the power of hatred just fell in the center of the commercial street in the old city. Yan Lan, who was galloping, stopped stiffly, and stared at everything in front of her with wide eyes.

Han Fei, who stood at the end of class seven, did not expect such a result at all. No. 1 possessed absolutely no ordinary fearless personality, and his existence was a miracle.

"I just shattered his personality. It was the ghosts who forcibly merged into his body that destroyed him. It wasn't me who defeated him, but himself." Withdrawing his right fist, No. 1's face showed no joy of victory, There is only pity for the principal in his eyes: "Personality is the proof of the value of a lifetime, and his tolerant personality shows that at least he was once a good person."

"But he has been changed by the disaster. The most difficult thing in the world is not to be a good person, but how not to be changed by the world." Number two pushed Han Fei: "Teacher, it's your turn to play."

"What's the matter with me? The principal is almost turned into ashes."

"Aren't you the best at healing?" No. 5 looked at Han Fei a little tiredly: "I can't disclose the ability of No. 1, but just now, the whole class used the power of personality together to help No. 1 complete the killing blow." , everyone needs your healing."

Han Fei looked at the children around him. Everyone didn't just stand there, but used the power of personality in advance according to the arrangement of No. 2, such as the disaster personality of No. 29, the lucky personality of No. self-destructive personality and so on.

No. 2 brought the personality characteristics of all the children to the extreme, weakened the principal in all aspects, and strengthened No. 1 with all his strength. Only then did the punching complete.

Of course, it is precisely because of the unconditional trust in the children that No. 1 can stand so firmly in the front.

"You guys are really amazing."

Although No. 2 didn't tell Han Fei the specific plan, at least it gave him a sense of participation in the end. Maybe this was the fate of the medical soldier.

Checking the injuries of each child, letting the healing stars melt away their negative emotions, Han Fei finally walked in front of No. -, this tall child, he looked much younger than Han Fei, but his eyes were extremely vicissitudes and gentle.

"Touch the secrets of the soul."

Han Fei built a bridge between the two, and he saw No. 1's soul, which was a kind of pure light, just like hope itself.

To use an inappropriate metaphor to describe it, the moment Han Fei saw Soul No. 1, he thought of the Butcher Knife of the Past.

Motivated by the healing starlight, Han Fei helped No. 1 to repair the personality cracks. These children's personality strength is strengthening and growing every day, but at this stage, overloading their personalities will also cause great harm to themselves.

"I feel like I'm pretty useful."

After Han Fei cured twenty-nine students except No. 2, his shrine mission—healing the reason for existence increased a lot. This hidden shrine mission required Han Fei to cure a hundred patients with personality defects. There is a chance for Han Fei to bring out the cured ghost from the shrine.

After quietly waiting for Han Fei to heal the students, Yan Lan came over to ask Han Fei something, but Han Fei waved to her and trotted all the way to the side of the principal.

Numerous resentments are coming back to the principal, and the power of hatred has also begun to run wild. The current principal only has some memory fragments left.

"You can't live without doing evil. Your strength comes from being tolerant of ghosts, but ghosts beyond your ability will also burn you to ashes." Han Fei's words seem to have been said to him by the principal before: "But fortunately, you met me. , the doctor is benevolent, let me save the dying and heal the wounded."

Tossing the coin of fate, Han Fei fully activated the abyss of greed, and the boundless black mist poured out and submerged the principal's huge body.

"Eat him!"

The greedy personality was trembling with excitement, and the healing personality was spreading starlight with all its strength. The abyss of greed that was originally hidden in Han Fei's head was looming in the black mist. Appearing from behind, it seems that only when the personality is strong enough can the memory world of this shrine be distorted and the personality in the mind appear.

The resentment contained in the principal's body was hunted down by the ghost in the abyss of greed, and after the principal's death, he completely merged with the power of hatred and became a ghost with a tolerant personality.

Hatred exuded from his body, his appearance gradually returned to normal, and the scars on his body were healed by Han Fei thoughtfully.

"Attention, player number 0000! Greedy personality has broken through, your burning ambition has burned hatred, and the upper limit of the number of ghosts imprisoned in the Greedy Abyss has been raised to thirteen!"

"Player No. 0000, please pay attention! You have imprisoned the hatred that has not ignited the black fire, the headmaster."

"Principal: Owner of a tolerant personality! Special abilities are unknown!"

"Attention, player number 0000! The small resentment dodo has grown into a medium-sized resentment!"

"Attention, player number 0000! The growable resentment and hatred aggregate has broken through to a medium-sized resentment!"

"Attention, player number 0000! Medium-sized resentment impermanence undergoes another blood sacrifice, and there will be a chance to grow into a large-scale resentment!"

The illusion of the abyss behind him dissipated, and Han Fei's **** pollution index soared to thirty-five again, but now there is a slow treatment for the healing personality. As long as he doesn't use the greedy personality for a period of time, the **** pollution index will gradually decrease.

The scariest headmaster at the school is now wiped of all traces and swallowed into the abyss with his soul, all in the space of a few hours.

Yan Lan saw that Han Fei's personality broke through again, and she started to back up. Before, she felt that Gao Cheng was very dangerous, but now Han Fei's sense of threat to her was even stronger.

"Ms. Yan, don't leave in a hurry, my students still want to have a good chat with you." Han Fei turned on the master-level acting switch, with a simple and kind smile on his face.

"What do you want to talk about?" Compared to Han Fei, Yan Lan was more curious about the students in Class 7, who were also students in school. How could there be such a big gap all of a sudden?

"Go and ask him, he has the highest IQ in our class." Han Fei carried number two on his back in front of Yan Lan. Looking at the thin No. 2 whose legs had been cut off, Yan Lan felt very strange.

"Teacher Yan, the old principal was killed, and the hatred of Heilou who kept in touch with him will definitely not let it go. Now the school base is at the most dangerous moment, and everyone who can't handle it well will be killed by angry hatred." Two The voice of the trumpet did not match his age, and the tone of his voice was so calm that it made people feel scared.

"Then what do you think?"

"There are two paths before us. Choose a new principal, let her continue to make deals with Hei Lou, and sacrifice more children to appease the other party's anger, in exchange for the safety of the stronghold."

"Sacrifice more children?" Yan Lan shook her head: "What is the second way?"

"Choose a new principal who can convince everyone, and lead all the survivors in the stronghold into Area C, which is the closest to us, to meet with the Disaster Investigation Bureau and join them." No. 2 raised his finger to Zhang Menglan: "The person your friend loves deeply It is the messenger of the Disaster Investigation Bureau, and her family is still there."

No. 2 seems to have given Yan Lan two choices, but in fact there is only one way she can go.

"The annual death rate of citizens of the Disaster Investigation Bureau is seven times that of ordinary strongholds. Are you really going to find them?"

"You have to understand one thing. Even if the death rate of the Disaster Investigation Bureau is seven times that of other strongholds, there will still be people joining every month, and some people are willing to risk their lives to be messengers." Number two looked at Yan Lan and bled. hands: "If everyone retreats from danger, the danger will kill everyone in the end."

"Okay, I agree to **** the survivors of the stronghold to the Disaster Investigation Bureau." Yan Lan nodded decisively: "Have you considered the candidate for the new principal?"

"Of course." No. 2 patted Han Fei on the shoulder: "Teacher Gao used to kill people, set fires, and sacrifice prisoners in prisons. It can be said that he did all kinds of evil. He has no way of convincing the public. After thinking about it, the most suitable candidate is you—" Yan Lan."

Han Fei touched his nose and wanted to throw number two off his back.

"Me?" Yan Lan frowned.

"You were the one who killed the principal today. We didn't intervene. It was you who discovered the principal's plot and tried your best to thwart it." No. 2 looked at Yan Lan with a smile: "Don't worry, the ordinary residents of the school stronghold have been killed. Fanning, they originally wanted to overthrow the principal, as for the management with privileges, we have already killed them, you will not encounter any resistance, and they will even appreciate everything you have done."

"Will some people not want to leave?" Yan Lan was a little worried.

"Small matter, Mr. Gao trapped the principal with his personality just now, and later we can use the principal to destroy the food processing plant and water source in the stronghold. They have to go if they don't." The voice of No. 2 was very flat: "Hate If the intention strikes, everyone will die, so my method to save people is not too extreme, right?"

"Then what do I need to do now? Go back to the base to inform the survivors? Or contact other teachers and ask them to stop the assessment?" Yan Lan seemed to have thought of something: "Besides the principal, there is another teacher who got into the black building. Stop him, he and his class may not come back alive."

"Teacher Wang changed the assessment venue with me." Han Fei took out Wang Chuqing's black sign: "So you don't have to worry about him."

"Yes, what you need to do now is to learn acting skills from Mr. Gao and thicken your skin." No. 2 stretched his waist: "Icing on the cake, nothing compares to sending charcoal in the snow, we will contact other teachers and students in advance , discuss everything, and when the sky is about to dawn, you will appear on the stage like a hero."

"Why don't I convince them."

"It's not that complicated, just simply ask them if they would like to be with us, if they don't agree, then they will go to keep company with the principal."

The squad leader of No. 5 took No. 2 away, and they found students from other classes, and they all stayed in the building to rest together.

Han Fei started the emergency training for Yan Lan. He didn't need Yan Lan to perform, he just needed Yan Lan to show her true self.

Fearless itself has a special charisma, which makes people unconsciously trust and follow.

The night gradually faded, and a faint light appeared at the end of the city. The survivors huddled in the room crowded behind the crack of the door. They looked at the empty streets and guessed how many students would come back alive tonight.

The annual assessment is the bloodiest and cruelest night for the school base, and the young lives have built a safety barrier.

"Sword Comes"

People who don't know the truth are worried about the safety of the children, while those who know the truth are afraid that too few children will die and they will be implicated.

The second class was the first to come back. The person in charge, Ying Yan, had a deep wound on his back, and five students were missing from his class.

In some sparse teams, most of the innocence on the faces of the children has faded, and the twin boys are occupied by hatred and fear.

The second one to come back was Wang Chuqing, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He got Han Fei's white sign, all the students in the class were fine, the only one who was injured was himself.

The classes that got the red lottery came back one after another, and in the end only the students from four classes did not come back, including the two classes that got the black lottery.

Wang Chuqing lit a cigarette, and Gao Cheng's face came to mind. The other party gave her a white lottery. Yesterday's farewell may be forever.

I felt a little uncomfortable, although many people said that Gao Cheng was a bastard, but that **** finally left his life to himself.

"Why······"

Sighing, Wang Chuqing and the rest of the school were still waiting.

As the night faded, more and more residents of the stronghold came out. At this moment, exclamations suddenly came from the crowd.

Faint light fell on the periphery of the safety zone, and Yan Lan's tall body appeared in everyone's sight. Behind her were the children of the remaining four classes, including the class that was drawn in the black building. Little brought back!