My Iyashikei Game

Chapter 988: Salvation

"Catch him!"

Wu Chang caught Huang Yin but immediately threw him away. This was because Huang Yin was covered in the blood of the first-generation ghost. Other than Han Fei, no one could get close. The gaming hub was destroyed, but Huang Yin was still wearing the helmet. Han Fei hurried to remove the helmet, but when his hands touched the helmet, the black blood on Huang Yin suddenly gushed at him. The ghost's blood surged into his body and joined with his soul. The two were highly compatible. Only Han Fei could master this darkest blood.

"Brother Huang, can you hear me?" When Han Fei removed the gaming helmet, the helmet was crushed and became black and white pieces. Then, he realized the gaming helmet was made from pieces of life. The gaming helmet was like a simple layer of the black box. Han Fei picked up the pieces and used the healing persona on Huang Yin. He pulled Huang Yin's soul from the edge. The 11th layer collapsed. Huang Yin opened his eyes blurrily. He pointed at Han Fei and mumbled a word, Ghost.

"Do you think I'm a ghost?" Han Fei continued to use the healing persona. In the whole nightmare, only he possessed the power to heal mind and soul. Who would have thought the butcher would also be a doctor?

As the nightmare collapsed, Huang Yin also slowly awakened. His eyes were red and filled with resentment. Earlier, a large number of dream demons entered his body. Part of first-generation black blood lingered on his skin. The blood seeped into his body.

"Some memories are hidden inside the gaming helmet. The summons you heard is from the memories..." Huang Yin quickly spoke. He looked so nervous, like he wouldn't have the chance to say these things if he were too late.

"Who left behind these memories that summon me? Could they be my parents?" Han Fei's heart slowly rose. He stared at Huang Yin with full focus.

Huang Yin shook his head. "The blood is left behind by the first ghost in this world. It is very innocent. It carries humanity's negative emotions and despair. Everyone getting too close to him will be cursed. They will be bound by bad luck and have a horrible death."

"What does that get to do with me?" Han Fei remembered very clearly that the first-generation ghost had appeared a long time ago. It should be born at the same time as the black box. It appeared much earlier than Fu Sheng.

"Everyone fears the first-generation ghost. Most want to try everything to destroy it, but a small handful of people have tried to help it. It's the small part of people who made the first-generation ghost feel the warmth of the human world and created something of an anomaly in its body." Huang Yin seemed to be describing a very long dream. The dream was long enough to bury time. "If the first-generation ghost is the cryptic world, then the anomaly will be you."

"Can you make it simpler?" Han Fei increased the power of his healing so that Huang Yin could recover his rationality sooner.

"The first-generation ghost is a real despair. It has no desire for life. It even wants to die but as long as humanity creates despair, it can't really die." Huang Yin experienced that in his memory. He couldn't even die. He had to suffer forever.

"But when I saw the first-generation ghost in the altar world, it was already a dead body! This means that someone has successfully killed it." Han Fei had seen the first-generation ghost many times. The first-generation ghost would always appear in the form of a dead body in the memories of different Unmentionables.

"It is not really dead. It merely has its consciousness removed." Huang Yin tried his best to recall his memory. "The people who wanted to kill the first-generation ghost had been killed. But the people who wanted to help it gained its approval. They had found a way to help the first-generation ghost so that it wouldn't feel despair anymore and that was to peel off its self-consciousness."

"The first-generation ghost has no consciousness of self?"

"Yes. Its main consciousness is endless despair. This part of his consciousness is hidden in a place where no one knows. The anomaly that appeared deep inside the first-generation ghost's soul was hidden inside humanity. Once the despair in the main consciousness erupted, only the trace of anomaly can heal the first-generation ghost." Huang Yin explained his memory but Han Fei felt like he was looking in a mirror.

Han Fei couldn't help but see himself and Mad Laughter in Huang Yin's words. "Do the people who have the first-generation ghost's consciousness have the healing persona?"

"I don't know that but the people taken over by the anomalous feeling are hope in despair. They have a life of misfortune but they are always kind." Huang Yin looked at Han Fei seriously, "That will eliminate you. I can't even count the ghosts who have died in your hands."

"If I'm not kind, will I stay here? They are strangers to me." Han Fei signaled Huang Yin to continue.

"The first-generation ghost's anomalous consciousness is stuck deep inside their souls. Once a soul dissipates, it'll enter the body of another child. The memory didn't mention who is selected but the consciousness prefers children who have the same experience as it did." When Huang Yin said this, he noticed that Han Fei looked like he was struck by lightning. "What's wrong with you?"

"I... suddenly remember something." Han Fei stood in the disappearing city. "No. 0 became Mad Laughter in the bloodred night. It was on that night that I replaced him. He hid in the deepest despair to give me the stage." Han Fei thought of a possibility but he didn't voice it because even he thought it was too scary. Twinflower, the deepest despair, the black box's owner, the dead souls around the gaming hub, these were all hints.

"My first script has been written by fate from the start."

Han Fei took a deep breath and looked at his hands. The first-generation ghost's black blood had perfectly fused into his body. He didn't feel any discomfort.

"After Fu Sheng and his children fused with the first-generation ghost's blood, they turned into Unmentionable, but I didn't..."

Huang Yin was worried about Han Fei. "Do you want me to continue?"

"Tell me everything you saw." Han Fei moved over a stone brick and sat down beside Huang Yin. Huang Yin didn't hide anything. He shared everything he saw with Han Fei until the 11th layer shattered.

The fake city was absorbed by Han Fei's ghost tattoo. The players who were not fooled successfully left. But the players who had volunteered to help Dream were dragged deeper into the darkness.

Han Fei and Huang Yin returned to the hospital. They appeared not far away from the altar. The grey mist was still there, but it was thicker with blood.

"If we continue further, we can touch the altar." Huang Yin felt so surreal. His mind and soul changed a lot in the 11th layer. The dream demons that survived all entered Han Fei's tattoo.

"We should stop for now." The closer they were to the altar, the more careful they had to be. Han Fei knew how scary Dream was.

"I think so too." Huang Yin saw the dream demon imprint on his body. "Whenever I get close to the altar, I can feel the fear from within. The force can easily vanquish me."

"My condition is not that good at the moment. We can return once we've recovered." Han Fei turned around. "The next time we come here, it'll be the time to fight Dream. I'll bring all the players out of here."

Han Fei feasted on the meat cooked by Xu Qin. His neighbors returned to the ghost tattoo.

"Come on. There are many players waiting for you." Han Fei taught Huang Yin some acting skills so that he could be more natural. After Huang Yin put on the actor's mask, they walked out of the hospital.

The cheers almost dispersed the grey mist around the hospital. The players had received the early news. They crowded the hospital exterior.

"What happened?" Huang Yin and Han Fei were confused. They then found out the expert players had escaped from the nightmare before they did. They were trapped in the hospital and almost died. At the crucial moment, Huang Yin raised a storm. The lost players didn't know what had happened. When they recovered, they saw Huang Yin falling from the sky. There was a ruin around Huang Yin. It was clear that Huang Yin had saved them.

Even when he was in deep despair, he still worked the hardest to face the nightmare alone. He had to be a hero.

In the past, there were top players who wouldn't submit to Huang Yin, but they had nothing to say now.

The player lobby was exploding. Huang Yin not only miraculously returned, but he also saved everyone. The despair disappeared. The players who chose to side with Dream had complicated emotions. They wanted to celebrate Huang Yin, but their twisted instinct told them to murder Huang Yin.

"The 11th layer is harder than I thought." Huang Yin and Han Fei didn't rehearse beforehand, so he didn't know that Han Fei said he had gotten to the 12th layer. Thankfully, Huang Yin didn't say more than that.

After they returned to the base, the representatives from the top 10 guilds came to visit. They were very thankful to Huang Yin. It was Huang Yin who helped maintain the rules.

"There's no need to thank me." Huang Yin treated everyone at an equal level. "Our goal is the same. I've promised I'll bring every player out, and I mean to do that." It was only a few simple worlds, but they had a great effect on the players.

Han Fei munched on the pig's heart in the shadow. He was very happy to see this. He tried to move his lips, but he still couldn't smile.

"Brother Huang knew the reality behind this game, so he worked hard from the first day. He deserves this."

Han Fei turned and left. He was happy because this meant that if he fell in the future, someone would carry on his light.