The hallway light shone on Han Fei’s body, as if his silhouette were edged with radiance.
Jin Jun collapsed on the ground, clutching his neck, looking at Han Fei as if he were an angel.
He had almost given up hope and hadn’t expected Han Fei to actually come to his rescue.
Desperate Escape—the joy and gratitude were simply indescribable!
"Do you have a first aid kit at home? First, stop the bleeding on your neck," Han Fei said, helping Jin Jun was just incidental, his real target was the man in grey.
Watching the man in grey unable to rise from the ground, Han Fei deliberately closed the security door.
"Are you Mingmei’s father?" Han Fei removed the man’s mask. His punch had been too forceful, smashing the man’s face, but from what remained of his facial features, he could tell this man was the wanted fugitive, one of Ying Yue’s murderers.
The man in grey stammered, failing to speak, Han Fei didn’t care, "Weren’t you thinking of getting revenge on me?"
Seizing the man’s head, Han Fei slammed it against the floor, ensuring the man couldn’t retaliate. Then squatting beside him, he said, "You are Mingmei’s father, I am Ying Yue’s brother. Your family of three killed my sister, and you still want revenge on me?"
In the Deep World, Han Fei knew just how terribly this family of three had treated Ying Yue, and these deeds, with Ying Yue’s death, would likely be hard to uncover now.
"I need to give Ying Yue an explanation." As Han Fei pondered how to help Ying Yue seek revenge, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the latest model of the Game Box in the living room.
"Jin Jun, there’s something I want to ask you."
"No need to ask! Whatever you say, I’ll agree!" Jin Jun, who was bandaging his wound heard Han Fei’s voice and hurried over, seeing him now as his lifesaver.
"Do you also play ’Perfect Life’? This looks like one of their company’s Game Boxes?"
"I’ve been playing since the fourth beta test! I even hoarded some closed beta access slots on the black market to sell later, but if you need it, I can give you one!" Jin Jun said sincerely, tilting his neck as he looked at Han Fei.
"I have a favor to ask you, but I’m not sure if you can trust me," Han Fei scanned Jin Jun, feeling that this was an excellent opportunity he shouldn’t miss.
"You’ve saved my life, a debt I’ll remember forever! Though I, Jin Jun, am not a completely righteous person, if you ever need me, just say the word and I’ll be there!" Having narrowly escaped death, Jin Jun was indeed greatly shocked; without Han Fei, he might have already been killed.
"I need you to do something right now." Han Fei opened the Game Box, placing the still dazed man in grey inside, "Give him an unused closed beta slot, let him enter the Perfect Life Game."
"Give it to him?" Jin Jun didn’t quite understand, "Those closed beta slots are going for thousands on the black market, are you sure?"
"Don’t ask why, I’ll be leaving soon. You need to keep him in the game at all times," Han Fei glanced at the clock on the wall, "Call the police to come over after 12:15 am."
"Okay, but I’m scared he might attack me again," Jin Jun was still somewhat nervous.
"Don’t be afraid." Han Fei broke the man in grey’s wrist, "Now he can’t harm you anymore.
To such scumbags and psychopaths, Han Fei was never lenient, "Remember my words, you must ensure he’s online at midnight."
Having explained all the details, Han Fei swapped contact information with Jin Jun, then hurriedly left.
"I know Mingmei’s father’s game number, game ID, real name, date of birth, appearance, and various other detailed information. Tonight, I can try using the Soul-summoning Talent with him!"
Han Fei was extremely eager about the Manager Talent, but he had always been cautious about using it carelessly, worried it might involve innocent people. Now, he could finally boldly give it a try.
Around eleven at night, Han Fei finally returned home.
After eating something, he took out the game helmet and connected all the wires.
Looking at the watch on the wall, he made a point to call Jin Jun before logging into the game.
Once he was certain that Mingmei’s father had successfully logged into the game, Han Fei decisively put on the game helmet.
"Welcome to Perfect Life. You can now choose your own perfect life!"
Opening his eyes, Han Fei sat inside the 1044 Haunted House.
Time was of the essence; he wasted no time, immediately opening the Attribute Panel and choosing to use his Manager Talent to summon souls.
After Han Fei made his choice, something he never expected happened.
The instant the Manager Talent triggered, the original Attribute Panel began to bleed and shatter. Terrifying Ghost Faces quietly emerged, each biting down on a name!
There was no system prompt, no warning; a line of blood-red text quietly appeared in his mind.
"You are watching him!"
The blood-red text sent chills down his spine; Han Fei’s scalp tingled, as if those few words represented something incredibly terrifying.
Taking a breath to gather his spirit, Han Fei searched for Mingmei’s father’s name among the Ghost Faces.
He now noticed a problem— the depth of the red color on those names varied. The deeper the color, the higher the probability of a successful summoning.
"How long will this take to find?"
After a moment, Han Fei found a Ghost Face that wasn’t biting a name. He tried directly writing Mingmei’s father’s name on that Ghost Face.
After the name was written, the blood text reappeared in his mind.
"You have an 80% chance of failure, a 10% chance of success, and a 10% chance you’ll call forth something else! Proceed with the summoning?"
Without hesitation, Han Fei waited for that moment, "Summon!"
The terrifying Ghost Face bit the name into pieces, and an immense Dark Energy assaulted the 1044 Haunted House, causing the doors and windows to clatter noisily.
All the Ghost Faces surged towards Han Fei like mad, but his gaze stayed fixed on the one he had chosen.
He didn’t know what would happen next. Using the Manager Talent had also filled him with an indescribable fear; it felt as if the Ghost Faces would swallow and crush him alongside themselves!
The Attribute Panel turned into Fragment, and each name-bearing Ghost Face dissolved into blood. Only the Ghost Face Han Fei had chosen gradually transformed to look like Mingmei’s father.
It moved closer to Han Fei, and when it had completely transformed into Mingmei’s father, Han Fei’s hand reached into the sea of blood formed from countless blood.
He grabbed Mingmei’s father and tried to pull the Ghost Face out of the Blood Sea, but as the Ghost Face left the Blood Sea, it screamed in agony and shattered.
Han Fei’s hand caught nothing, but as he withdrew his arm, a half-dissolved Ghost Face suddenly leaped out of the Blood Sea.
The name inside that Ghost Face’s mouth was deeply colored, almost turning into blood. It was very close to Han Fei’s hand; as Han Fei withdrew his arm from the Attribute Panel, it followed his arm out!
A flash of blood light appeared, and the shattered Attribute Panel restored from the sides to the center, closing slowly like the gates of Ghost Gate Pass.
As the Attribute Panel restored to normal, a cold notification sound rang in Han Fei’s mind.
"You have successfully summoned a Wandering Soul!"