What would be the first thing a horror movie actor did after waking up? Check their popularity online? Check their box office? Or learn about murders and law?
At 8 pm, Han Fei sat before the computer with a pen and paper. As he tuned into the livestream of Perfect Life’s maze, he started to analyze the cases. Everything looked so normal that the netizens felt nothing was out of place. Han Fei was not the child of Death. He merely used the time others used on entertainment to study murder cases.
The elder in the wheelchair stated it clearly. Han Fei was a crucial witness in capturing Butterfly. Nothing could happen to him before Butterfly was caught.
After experiencing 99 deaths, Han Fei’s acting skills had reached masterful level 4. He had understood family, love, and self. In terms of acting, he had reached a state that a normal actor wouldn’t be able to reach in their lives. After all, not every actor would be able to survive his training.
“You want me to play a role here?! At this place?” Bai Xian had just been dragged to the cryptic world. His mind was blurry.
The old man, who personally handed the black box to Han Fei, didn’t choose to be reborn with Han Fei’s body. He showed his past to Han Fei, how he morphed from a child to an Unmentionable. Looking back, the period he missed the most was from before he owned the black box.
Guided by the altar, Han Fei hidden deep inside the first-generation ghost’s brain slowly approached Fu Sheng’s altar. The young man slowly accepted the glowing candle from the old man. When Fu Sheng’s face blurred, Han Fei’s features appeared on the figurine. This represented a kind of inheritance and the turning of two eras.
The addition of Mad Laughter pushed the war to the end. The memory world couldn’t sustain so many people at once.
The heart of the first-generation ghost was a passage. It was made from endless despair and negative emotions. It was connected to a place where Dream escaped from. The butcher’s knife was released, and it opened the path. Han Fei had made a choice unwittingly. Now he understood why Fu Sheng couldn’t kill Dream. He chose to seal up the path and destroy the first-generation ghost. Han Fei was on a different path.
By now, Han Fei remembered the mission detail before he entered the memory world. The requirement of this Level D Inheritance Mission was low—He only needed to die less than 100 times, but he had already died 99 times. This was his last life.
The situation at the theme park was very complicated. Some wanted to protect the Unmentionable’s body, some wanted to destroy it, and others wanted to seal it back up. The first-generation ghost under the theme park became the focus. Everyone’s fate was surrounding it. Han Fei’s consciousness was slowly joining with the dead body. It was an indescribable experience. He remembered he was Han Fei, but he also had memories of many unfamiliar names and experiences.
The black mist engulfed Mad Laughter. All the despair in the world gathered inside the blade box. Only Han Fei, the wife, and the mute girl were left.
“When a person gets more than four votes, the other guests with votes will be able to survive. This is the only way for the majority to live.” Han Fei glanced at the wife. She was still staring at the place where Fu Sheng disappeared.
Han Fei moved very fast, but the girl’s arms were still stuck in the black mist. She looked at the rapidly spreading black capillaries under her skin and the confusion in her eyes dissipated.
The fugitive’s expression changed when he heard Han Fei’s voice. Confusion appeared in his eyes but only for a moment. The two didn’t communicate more than that. Han Fei reached the center of the corridor. He didn’t stay with the others. He even maintained a distance away from his wife.
“The water will not reach the second floor temporarily. You come with me.” The hotel boss knew that he was going to die. He waved for the worker to carry him to his room.
Two people swapping votes were safe because there was an implicit trust. However, if it were three people swapping votes, it would be harder on the mind.
After entering the theme park of life and walking through the maze of memory, eventually, they arrived at the hotel of despair. Every tenant here had their own identity, and they each represented something. They would follow the black box’s rules and select the last survivor. Everyone had the right to decide other people’s lives, but they had no right to decide their own lives.
The hotel entrance was closed, so everyone should be there already. Everyone sat around the dining table and examined the dead body.
“No wonder I didn’t receive any invitation. My name and soul have been taken by Mad Laughter…” The pain came from everywhere, but it was most intense on the face. Han Fei’s face felt like it was being burned by fire. He gritted his teeth. Mad Laughter had taken part of his memory, so Han Fei didn’t know about the real details of the trade. He struggled to stand up, but it was like his body wasn’t his. He crawled down a random direction for a few meters before he fainted.
The message on the door caught Han Fei’s attention. Before he recovered his memory, the first thing he did was to find his wife, and that was the start of all the changes.
“My wife is inside the maze? Is this her hint for me?”
“Is this the destination?” From the outside, it was impossible to tell what kind of purpose these buildings served. They twined together like a person’s twisted heart.
Han Fei thought about the last few sentences Ghost had said until he disappeared.
“Are we going to the theme park now?” Lee Guo Er left the car with the invitation. “After the flesh butterfly was killed, we’ve gained 9 points. We’re at 99 points now.”
“Are we missing 1 point?”
“A Malice is worth 10 points. We only need to kill one more.” The fog faded. Han Fei stood on the cracked road and looked at the theme park shrouded by darkness. “Let’s go.”
Han Fei hopped into the taxi and took out the script. He read through it and remembered something. “Turn back. We’re heading to Blue White Tuition Center.”