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Chapter 989: Trap

"How did you know?" Han Fei still didn\'t understand the severity of the situation. He sat beside No. 2. "There seems to be some kind of connection between No. 0, the first-generation ghost, and me. I\'ve absorbed the first-generation ghost\'s blood."

"First-generation ghost\'s blood..." Pity flashed in No. 2\'s eyes. He rarely showed his emotions, so the smallest emotion on his face worried Han Fei.

"What\'s wrong? Did my fate change after I absorbed the blood?" Han Fei pressed. No. 2 pressed his lips and looked up at Han Fei. "Your fate has disappeared."

"You can\'t see my fate anymore?"

"No." No. 2 shook his head. "You\'ll soon embrace actual death. Your existence will be wiped away... like you have never existed."

Han Fei was stunned. He had just gained Fu Sheng\'s eldest son\'s help and knew the secrets of the first-generation ghost, but No. 2 suddenly said he was about to die.

"My life has entered a countdown?"

"Yes."

"It doesn\'t matter. As long as we work hard when we\'re alive." Han Fei shrugged.

"I thought you\'d ask how much longer you can live." No. 2 was surprised that Han Fei was so calm facing death.

"There\'s no point knowing when I\'ll die. It\'ll only generate fear. Why not try to live as best as I can?" Han Fei tried to mix the pieces together. But the pieces came from different people, so brute force couldn\'t piece them together.

"Actually, even if you asked me for the actual date, I won\'t tell you." No. 2 leaned back and mumbled to himself. "Since you entered Fu Sheng\'s eldest son\'s altar, many fates in this city changed. Dream stopped holding back."

"I will not stay and do nothing." Han Fei\'s eyes burned with greed. His ambition pushed him forward. No. 2 saw Han Fei\'s thoughts. He opened his mouth to say something, but then he changed his mind. "I can be mistaken too, so the fate I see might not be the future. But one thing is certain. Dream has started its revenge on you."

Once No. 2 said that, Han Fei received a message from Bai Xian. He hoped that Han Fei would go to a hotel near the Happiness Neighborhood base. A guest wanted to see him.

Han Fei put on a black shroud. He was about to leave when No. 2 said, "You better go back to real life soon."

"Why?"

"The simplest way to kill you is not through the cryptic world but the real world."

"I\'ll leave once I deal with everything."

"By the way, I borrowed a small info transmitter box from the people from Deep Space Tech. The info inside can help you." No. 2 handed a brand new white box to Han Fei. "I\'ve checked all the nightmares above level 3. I found the info on all the nightmare owners. Their families are still alive. This box can help you find them."

"Why do we need to find them?" Han Fei accepted the white box. "Do you plan to send them into the game? That\'s a big project."

"The nightmare might be scary, but it\'s also a bridge that crosses life and death. If their friends and families arrive, their humanity might be awakened." No. 2 waved for Han Fei to leave.

Happiness Neighborhood base was crowded with players. The guest didn\'t want to be seen, so he chose a location somewhere else. Han Fei knocked on the hotel door, and he immediately sensed something was wrong. The temperature was very low.

"Han Fei, this way!" Bai Xian was already there, and he led Han Fei to Room 001. The back of the wooden door was covered in bloodstains. The heavily injured Ghost from the theme park and the Ziggurat tenant, the paper money merchant, were there.

"Why are you two here?" Han Fei wanted Ghost to help manage the cryptic world. He didn\'t expect to see him there.

"The Unmentionables in the cryptic world have started to attack us. We almost lost the tunnel. The night police lost one of his arms." Ghost looked pale. He felt like he had gone back in time to when Xin Lu first faced the huge tragedy.

"Is it Dream?" Han Fei frowned. He had just broken the rules, and the Unmentionables immediately attacked.

"It\'s not Dream, but it won\'t be far behind." Ghost pushed the merchant forward. The man who loved money took out a large batch of paper money and several oil paintings. "These paintings are from the painter at the plastic surgery hospital. Please take them."

Han Fei picked up the first painting. The scene inside the painting appeared around Han Fei. He saw that the sky of the cryptic world had been dyed red. The sound of laughter echoed around Han Fei\'s territory. However, outside the territory, a scary presence flickered in the dark. The black demon wave came from the core of the cryptic world.

Han Fei picked up the second painting. He saw a thin man standing at the entrance of the theme park. His whole body was red. His body was made from blood. Zhuang Wen only tried to stop him, and she was heavily injured. However, the blood man was unscathed. The curse of the Ziggurat troubled him though. The man dissolved into a blood mist. The buildings covered by the mist appeared to come alive. They became controlled by the blood man. The defense of the theme park was torn apart until Mad Laughter came to control the blood man.

However, at the same time, a giant black beast climbed on the skyscraper. The beast appeared to represent the beastial nature of humans. It was very hostile.

Big Ghost and Li Xue\'s teacher had to work together to stop it. The beast was not injured, but Li Xue\'s teacher had one of his arms bitten off. The scariest thing was the wound couldn\'t heal. Li Xue\'s teacher\'s arm was forever trapped in the beast\'s stomach.

Then Han Fei picked up the last painting. The house of butchers at the Cattle Alley was made into a small restaurant. The restaurant had no customer, chef, or ingredients. There was only an altar made from curses. Compared to Mad Laughter and Gao Xing\'s altars, this altar was like a newborn. The figurine didn\'t even have a clear face yet.

"Xu Qin?" Han Fei remembered that he once promised he\'d start a restaurant with Xu Qin when everything was over.

A chill presence spread in the painting. Outside the restaurant stood a blurry shadow. No one could see its real existence. One could only sense the negative emotions from it. The shadow was another Unmentionable. It was attracted by Xu Qin\'s curse and the altar inside the restaurant. If Mad Laughter didn\'t come in time to chase it away, Xu Qin\'s altar would be eaten already.

"Three Unmentionables?" Han Fei gripped the oil paintings tightly until his knuckles cracked.

For Dream and ghosts in the cryptic world, this was just a test. Dream hadn\'t appeared, but Han Fei had exposed all of his cards. The next time, it would be full destruction. Han Fei broke the altars Dream placed in the surface world, so Dream wanted to take revenge in the cryptic world. The storm was coming to flood the theme park.

"Based on my prediction, Dream will come in the next three days. Based on my understanding of it, it will not let go once it fixes its eyes on its target. Therefore, don\'t let your guard down. You have to be prepared to fight Dream." Ghost knew Han Fei was under a lot of pressure, but he wanted to tell Han Fei the truth. "You need to hurry up and destroy Dream\'s altars in the surface world. Let the trapped humans be your aid."

"I\'ll try my best to do that."

"Not just them. Remember the people from real life." Ghost came from the same era as Fu Sheng. He knew how the theme park operate. "No matter what your final choice is, at least you\'re cornered to this step because you want to protect the people in real life. Therefore, they are required to help you!"

"You want me to borrow the energy from the real world as Fu Sheng did?"

"Do not underestimate the faith and belief of the living. We need everything to survive this ordeal." Ghost looked at Han Fei seriously. "I\'m not here to get you to come back to the cryptic world but to urge you to finish your job."

"Can the people in real life really help us fight Dream?" Han Fei still remembered Fu Sheng\'s eldest son\'s nightmare. When Fu Sheng sacrificed himself, the living people on the surface didn\'t hesitate to betray him.

"Dream is so powerful because it can grow endlessly by feasting on nightmare. The source of the nightmare is real life. If we can save these people sinking in the nightmare, then Dream will be weakened. What if we can help more than several thousand people?" Ghost pressed Han Fei\'s shoulders. He looked at Han Fei. "Only you can change this. Do not be blinded by the darkness but use your eyes to chase the light."

Ghost said heavily. He knew people would do crazy things for profit, but he also knew Han Fei was different from the former black box owners. Therefore, he was worried that Han Fei might stray from his path.

"The merchant can stay. The three paintings have the painter\'s talent and hatred. The paintings will keep changing. You can see the scenes in the cryptic world through them." Ghost then prepared to leave. He had a method to shift through Dream\'s mist, but he couldn\'t be discovered.

"It\'s hard to weaken Dream. It\'s good at playing with humans. It will not let me succeed." Han Fei agreed with Ghost. After sending a message to Huang Yin and No. 2, he went to the main hub to find missions. Several hours later, Han Fei\'s exit button lit up. He left the game.

Blood descended. The progress felt comfortable to Han Fei. The blood that covered the city corresponded with his blood. It was like Han Fei was one with this bloody world.

Han Fei soon returned to real life. He removed the gaming hub. When he opened the door, it was like he was back in a nightmare.

His room was filled with people. There were police, Deep Space Tech higher-ups, and many professionals.

"This is as the anonymous tipper said! Han Fei is the only player who can leave the game!"

"The fake info must be sent out of the game by him! When they were prepping the info, his gaming hub was activated!"

"Does this prove that the other tips are true too?"

"He was the one who stole the black box of the former Immortal Pharma director! He\'s the third hidden supercriminal at Xin Lu!"