My Iyashikei Game Chapter 439: Level 17
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"I seem to have heard that voice somewhere. He seems to be ringing in my ears all the time. Who is saying that?"
Darkness flooded the underground warehouse like a tide, and it was pitch black all around, and all the light was swallowed.
The heart thumped, and the cold sweat soaked his back. Han Fei didn't know what was hidden in the darkness. He tried his best to hit him up, but the baffle didn't move.
Unable to move up, and no one will come to rescue him.
All he can do is to find possible ways to get out of trouble in this underground warehouse.
"Why do you try your best to live? Isn't it good to stay? Your gnashing soul is really pitiful."
Han Fei was sure that the voice came from the warehouse. He resisted the anxiety and walked down the escalator.
"The rate of decline of mood value becomes faster, and if you drag it like this, the mood value will drop below twenty in ten minutes at most. Then I will probably see something that I can't fight at all now."
Don't hesitate anymore, Han Fei walked quickly through the container according to the memory in his mind.
He is a very decisive person, he will sprint with all his strength after seeing a certain direction, even if he died on the road, he will never regret it.
"Boom!"
While Han Fei was moving forward, a second-hand tablet computer fell from the shelf, and the screen glowed with faint cold light.
"Isn't this the junk I just sorted out?"
The tablet hasn't been used much before, almost new. It was Han Fei who put it on the shelf just now.
At this time, the cold light from the flat screen became the only light in the underground warehouse, and Han Fei's sight was involuntarily attracted by it.
I don't know who touched the tablet in the dark, and a video began to play. The picture showed a boy **** in a chair. He was being beaten and abused, and his body was covered with scars.
He was yelling vaguely, but it was a pity that there was no sound from the video.
Han Fei vaguely felt that this video was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had watched the video. Now he only thinks that the boy in the video looks more like he was when he was a kid.
"Can pain be cured? If it can be, how can you heal such a broken world?"
All the containers full of second-hand electronic goods have problems. All screens are playing similar videos. Different children are locked in the seats. They have no names, only different ones. Number, from 0001 to 9999.
There was no sound in the video, and all the children were screaming silently. They carried out various trainings and inhuman "treatments" until they couldn't bear it and died in the small, cold room.
After every child dies, his facial features will change, gradually blurring and disintegrating, just like their respective personalities.
Silent torture, uninterrupted treatment, and finally all the children who died, the facial features became the same as the first child.
He can easily make various expressions and simulate various personalities according to the instructions, but he alone will not show a real smile.
After the children on all the screens have turned into the same face, the dark and cold compartment is opened, and there is a darker room outside, just like one black box that can't get out anyway.
The child sat sluggishly on the chair, and he was taken to another black room. In that new room, some children seemed to have grown up, and he 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 stay in place.
When he was attracted by the faces of the children, many memories that did not belong to him popped up in his mind.
The days and nights with my mother, the memories of my family in my childhood, beauty and happiness bloom like a flower on the cliffs of the abyss, bringing the four seasons to this world of despair.
But soon, his mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and his father fled alone, and all the pressure fell on him.
Sickness, work, money, all kinds of messy things make up the appearance of life.
The memory that doesn't belong to Han Fei is forcibly merging with Han Fei's memory. He seems to know many things about Han Fei. This memory does not touch anything deep in his mind, it just wants Han Fei to become him.
My mother was critically ill, unable to raise money, was cheated at work, and owed usury. The most important thing was that his hands were stained with blood and he killed someone.
The memory is heavy, it feels like being dragged into the deep sea in an instant, the huge pressure is about to squeeze every blood vessel and nerve.
"Everyone around me tells me that good people are rewarded. I give money to beggars, feed stray cats and dogs, and help deliverymen who are being bullied. I firmly believe in fairness and justice, and I will consider others in everything. But why did it end up like this in the end?"
Han Fei's mind became more and more chaotic, and Han Fei walked towards the depths of the storeroom step by step, his hand seemed to have touched something.
The darkness was lifted, and in the deepest part of the warehouse, Han Fei saw a shrine.
This pure black shrine is similar in appearance to the one in the thrift store, but it feels completely different.
The door of the shrine was also nailed, but there was something written on the door.
"It is not ashamed to sell your soul and principles. What is ashamed is that you have not sold a good price. Now you have a chance to start again. Open the shrine, and you will get all the answers and a chance for a new life. "
It seemed to be a system prompt, and it seemed to be another sound. Under the guidance of that sound, Han Fei grabbed a tool hammer that had fallen beside the shrine.
It seems that as long as the door of the shrine is nailed to death, all nightmares will dissipate and all truth will emerge.
Han Fei's memory has merged with the memory that does not belong to him. At this time, he is affected by another force, completely occupied by anger, resentment, unwillingness and pain.
Raising the tool hammer, Han Fei's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Under the pressure that ordinary people could not imagine, he slammed the tool hammer down.
The dull voice sounded, the bones broke, and one of Han Fei's little finger oozes blood.
The piercing pain caused him to regain his short-term sanity. After throwing away the tool hammer, Han Fei re-covered the fallen black cloth on the shrine, leaving no gap.
"Is this your choice?" The voices of several people sounded in the underground warehouse, including men, women and children, all of them.
Their voices overlapped, as if they were standing behind Han Fei at this moment.
"You will regret..."
The lights in the underground warehouse flickered a few times and turned on again.
While the light dissipated the darkness, Han Fei's mind also came to the system's cold, emotional sound.
"Please pay attention to players number 0000! You have completed the shrine random task to clean up the warehouse!"
"Not all souls in this world have a price, you have made your own choice!"
"The regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up for 15%! Get a lot of experience rewards!"
"You have completed a random task for a shrine, and you have an opportunity to open the inventory. You can choose an item to bring into the memory of the shrine owner."
"Please pay attention to player number 0000! You have successfully reached the seventeenth level! Free attribute points plus one!"
Sitting on the ground with his back to the container, Han Fei was undecided.
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 tidy up the warehouse does not seem to specifically list the task requirements. It just reminds me to tidy up the shelves before dawn and let me give all souls a clear price. "
Han Fei has only now realized that the so-called price tag for all souls includes his own soul. If he had just made other choices, maybe he would become a second-hand item on the merchandise shelf.
"The degree of regret compensation has increased by 5%. It seems that the owner of the shrine has also made a similar choice, but he should have not resisted the temptation and chose to open the door of the shrine."
Han Fei raised his head, he looked at the stern shrine that was covered with black cloth, and his heart lingered.
"The real shrine is hidden in the innermost part of the junk warehouse. If you don't become a staff member here, you won't find this place at all."
Getting up from the ground, Han Fei clutched his unconscious little finger: "It hurts, but it's a good sign, indicating that I might abolish all the'ten fingers' here."
After checking the shrine carefully, Han Fei found another strange place: "This black cloth can completely cover the shrine, but I remember that before I lifted the black cloth, a part of the shrine was exposed. I'm outside! Someone lifted the black cloth before I came in!"
Only three people can enter the warehouse, Oriole, Pei Yang, and the shop owner whom Han Fei hasn't met yet.
"Which of the three of them will be more suspected?"
Han Fei did not waste time on this issue. He first added the free attribute points brought by the upgrade to physical strength.
Han Fei's physical stamina has improved again as his arms become tougher, his blood vessels are surging with vitality.
He is still less than twenty-level, his physical strength has reached twenty-eight, and he is about to break thirty.
"Every ten points of stamina is a threshold. After I have 30 points of stamina, I might be able to activate some abilities related to stamina."
Going towards the freight elevator, Han Fei's current mentality is completely different from before.
After making a choice, he will take a different path from the previous owner of the shrine without being manipulated by the shrine.
"It has become easy to upgrade in the memory world of the owner of the shrine. The tasks here are all equivalent to F-level tasks. I must seize this opportunity!"
Pushing open the baffle easily, Han Fei looked for the oriole in the store with a weak face, but he did not see the oriole after looking for it for a long time.
"Where are people?"
When he came to the counter, Han Fei first found the first aid kit, wrapped his finger with medicine and bandages, and then looked at the computer on the counter.
The inventory of goods has not been counted, but the oriole has left the thrift store.
"The water in her cup is still hot, she should have just left."
Han Fei's mood value is slowly recovering. As long as he doesn't leave the mall at night, his mood number will not drop anymore, at least from his experiment the day before.
"It's almost one o'clock in the evening. It's not safe in the mall. Do you want to find her?"
Walking to the door of the store, Han Fei was stunned as soon as he stepped out of the store. He saw a man with two arms in plaster sitting next to the door of the second-hand supermarket.
The two men should have been sitting in front of the store for a long time. They are wearing black suits of the same style. Among them, the fat man has his hands wrapped in plaster, and the tiger tattoo is vaguely visible on his chest. Because of his fat body, the suit is basically worn No buttons.
The other man has a scar on his face and looks very fierce, but his wrist is dislocated and the bandage is hung on his neck, but he is fierce and horrible.
At this time, Scarface was holding a cigarette with his only two movable fingers. Maybe it was because smoking was forbidden in the mall, and he didn't dare to light it.
The two are sitting on an old newspaper. There is a big bag of melon seeds in front of them. Maybe they are waiting too boring, so they have been eating melon seeds.
The sound of Dingdong Dingdong sounded, the store door opened, and the two saw Han Fei coming out, relying on each other, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to stand up.
"You took the twenty thousand, we can't explain to the brothers, you must pay back the money today." The voice of Scar's face was cold and gloomy, and his snake eyes were staring at Han Fei, extremely vicious.
The loan shark is disabled by the borrower. How can I get rid of it after I say it? How can I continue to collect?
"Then what if I don't pay it back?" Han Fei looked around, looking for the oriole.
"Then we will always follow you, no matter where you go, we will follow you until you pay the money!" Fatty also said viciously.
"Free bodyguards? All right, then you can follow." Han Fei glanced upstairs, and the dark inside the mall ~ IndoMTL.com~ The two security guards and the oriole were not there.
"You..." Scar face gritted his teeth: "We will always stay at the door of your store to scare all your customers away."
"It's not my store anyway, it doesn't matter. But you have to be careful, customers who enter this store in the middle of the night are not necessarily all living people." Han Fei walked up to the fat man and raised his hands, frightened. The fat man stepped back two steps in a row.
"Don’t be nervous, I just think it’s so cold, you are still wearing suits, it’s not easy." Han Fei tried to help the fat man button up, but after a few tries he gave up: "You two had Didn't you see a female clerk coming out?"
"I see, she seems to have gone to the third floor." The fat man replied subconsciously. After he finished speaking, Scarface gave him a fierce look. Then he suddenly woke up and immediately changed his words: "Huh, I don't know."
"The third floor sells women's clothing. It seems that things are often thrown there." Han Fei heard a loud noise before he finished speaking, as if something had been dropped from a height.
"This voice also appeared last night! After the two security guards checked, it became abnormal." Looking at the dark inside of the mall, Han Fei beckoned to the two gangsters: "I'm going to the third floor. , Are you two together?"
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