My 'Healing' Game-Chapter 53 The Names Written by the Dead

53: Chapter 53 The Names Written by the Dead

53 -53 The Names Written by the Dead

Xu Qin’s cooking contained some sort of curse, with a 95 percent chance of being cursed after the first taste and a 5 percent chance of obtaining a random Attribute Point.

Han Fei had previously searched for information on the official website of “Perfect Life.” Such food with special effects was extremely rare, and at this stage, almost no one was able to make it.

Since Han Fei had finally found this opportunity, he naturally wasn’t going to let it go.

The food looked odd and peculiar, but the added Attribute Points were genuine.

Moreover, the dishes made by Xu Qin were indeed very delicious.

It was a mystery what special seasoning she added.

After eating the pig heart, Han Fei felt braver.

He looked at other dishes on the table and said, “How about I also eat a hair?”

After hesitating, Han Fei dismissed the idea.

The constant screams emanating from the hair were enough to send chills down his spine just by listening.

Searching for a dish that looked relatively normal on the dining table, Han Fei picked up another chopstickful and then quietly relied on the system for Identification.

However, to his disappointment, it seemed the dishes made by Xu Qin contained the same curse, only having a special effect the first time they were eaten.

“All these meals are Level G food.

Given Xu Qin’s passion for cuisine, if I could provide higher-level ingredients, maybe she could make food that surpasses Level G,” Han Fei praised Xu Qin as he looked at the full table of dishes.

This woman, with her pathological eyes, blood-stained lips, and fondness for eating all sorts of strange things, became in Han Fei’s lips a kind, beautiful, devoted to culinary arts, skillful, gentle, and virtuous girl-next-door.

The most important part was that Xu Qin seemed rarely to hear such praise for herself; the more she looked at Han Fei, the more pleasing he appeared to her.

“Among all the people who have dined at my house, you are the one that makes me the happiest.

I will make more delicious meals to share with you in the future.”

“You said I was the third person to dine at your house.

Besides me, who were the other two?” Han Fei was very curious to know who else, these fearless neighbors, dare to dine here.

“The Building Chief also used to dine here, but unfortunately, he has no understanding of cooking or fine food, and his taste is very poor.”

“The Building Chief has been here?” Han Fei immediately perked up, eager to obtain information about the Building Chief.

“The Building Chief had a good relationship with the tenants of the apartment, but unfortunately, he mysteriously disappeared later, and no one knows where he is now,” Xu Qin said as she dug out a key from under her red outerwear: “But he must have been prepared.

He gave me the key to the iron gate at the apartment’s entrance before he disappeared.”

Flipping the rusty key in her hand, Xu Qin’s blood-red lips curled up: “He knew I had to go out to shop for groceries every week.

He worried that I wouldn’t be able to buy food and would go pick the vegetables inside the building, so thoughtfully, he gave me the key.

From this point, he probably knew that he would encounter misfortune.”

Xu Qin’s words sounded ordinary, but Han Fei knew that her version of shopping for groceries was certainly not what normal people would understand.

“After the Building Chief disappeared, the spare keys in the building were stolen, and many Outsiders infiltrated the apartment.

Some of them are now living on the sixth floor.” The woman’s smile was hauntingly beautiful as she reached out and touched the mat under the plate: “The second neighbor who dined at my house was an Outsider.

He used to live on the sixth floor.

That person was not interested in food.

To make him appreciate the meaning of gourmet food, I deliberately kept his skin.”

Xu Qin’s pale fingers slowly moved across the smooth mat, Han Fei’s eyes twitched, and his legs trembled slightly, but he managed to keep his upper body composed.

“You seem a bit uncomfortable?”

“It’s nothing.” Han Fei quickly regained his composure, subtly licked his lips, and then, as if talking to himself, said, “I was just thinking that one person is only enough for a placemat, but if they were all rounded up, maybe you could get yourself a new tablecloth.”

Hearing Han Fei’s words, the woman laughed even more joyfully: “You actually guessed my thoughts.”

Han Fei had no idea what Xu Qin was thinking; he just genuinely didn’t have a good impression of the outsiders on the sixth floor, especially since one of them had once tried to kill him without any provocation.

Those outsiders seemed to be entirely controlled by malice and a desire to murder.

Watching Xu Qin laughing so happily, Han Fei also began to smile.

He finished the dish in front of him and, still feeling unsatisfied, looked over the other plates, “Being able to eat the meals you cook is truly a happiness.

I’ll bring you more ingredients next time.”

The dinner table was filled with joy, but it would have been more perfect if the plates didn’t contain hair and dolls, and if the surrounding walls were not stained with blood and various marks of painful struggles.

After enjoying a pleasant dinner, Han Fei left room 1052 in the company of Xu Qin.

In fact, he had many questions he wanted to ask, but since it was his first visit, the primary purpose was not to inquire but to increase friendliness. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Running back to the haunted house in 1044, Han Fei realized that his back was completely soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

“Xu Qin’s family is the only one living on the fifth floor.

Her being alone on that floor also shows how terrifying she is,” he thought.

Han Fei felt that he had gained a lot that day; not only had he leveled up, but he had also drawn closer to his neighbor.

What was most important was that Xu Qin mentioned she went out to buy groceries every week.

Han Fei thought to himself that once his friendliness with Xu Qin reached a hundred, he might ask her to take him out of the apartment building.

This city cloaked in night had no visible boundaries.

To find a way out, one would need someone familiar with the outside world.

After securing the security door, Han Fei looked towards the deepest bedroom of the haunted house, where the door remained firmly shut.

When he first logged into the game, Han Fei had not dared to approach it, but now that he could exit the game at any time, he slowly grew bolder.

Walking quietly to the deepest part of the haunted house, Han Fei knocked on the door.

There was no sound from inside, and after a moment, Han Fei opened the door.

There was something wrong with the layout of the apartment building; all the dark energy and foul air seemed to settle in the room at the deepest part.

The temperature inside noticeably dropped as soon as he opened the door.

Han Fei had braced himself mentally, but he was still surprised when he looked inside.

Seven dismembered victims hung their heads down by the bed side; each started to bleed as their blood merged together, faintly outlining the shape of a monster.

These seven people were desperately resisting the despair in their hearts, not wanting to turn into that monster.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Han Fei’s gaze swept over the numb, cold faces, “I am close to catching the murderer; I will avenge this great injustice for you!”

All seven victims heard Han Fei’s words, but only Wei Youfu seemed to understand what Han Fei was saying.

The head that had been hanging low slowly lifted despite the pain that Han Fei could not begin to imagine.

Before his body was completely torn apart, he gestured the character “An” in the air with his hand.

“An?

Meng Chang’an?”