'As long as I can complete this manager mission, I should be able to become the new building manager.'
Han Fei kept reminding himself. He had studied a lot of psychology knowledge before this. Initially, he planned to use it to cure his neighbours but to his surprise, he ended up using it on himself.
'The mission did not give me any specific hints, looks like I'll have to figure it out on my own.'
He glanced at the brazier, picture frame and picture on the ground. It felt like the night of his soul's return.
'This feels so weird.'
Han Fei placed the picture on the ground. He gripped the doorknob of Room 1091. When he tried to push the door open, the robotic voice rang in his mind.
"Notification for Player 0000! You need to kill all the ghosts in this room! And save all of them! "
The door to Room 1091 opened. Before Han Fei could step into the room, a girl's head fell from the door frame and bit down on his neck!
Pain shot through his body. Han Fei gripped the head with both hands but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not shake it off.
Blood blurred his vision. He could not breathe, he could not even cry out.
Pain shot through his body. Han Fei collapsed to the ground. His consciousness blurred and he could not get up anymore.
'Is this death?'
…
His eyes flew open. Han Fei realized he was standing at the door to Room 1091. The picture of himself on the ground was smiling happily.
'I've already died once?'
Everything had happened too suddenly. This Quest's goal seemed to be to kill players by hook or by crook, causing them to lose their memories.
Han Fei wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead as he was reminded of the system's warning.
In the manager mission, there was no penalty for death but the player would lose their memory. When the player forgot who they were, the previous manager would be reborn through the player's body.
'This mission is much more dangerous and difficult than I expected!'
Han Fei thought back carefully. He realized he had not forgotten anything important, and that was the thing that worried him the most. 'Could it be that I've completely forgotten something?'
Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Han Fei turned back to Room 1091. 'Once I open the door, a girl's head will fall from the ceiling. She'll snap my neck with her teeth …'
Han Fei did not want to experience that kind of pain a second time. He looked around and picked up the brazier from the ground. 'Earlier, the system gave me a hint to kill all the ghosts in this room, but what am I supposed to use to do that? Light a brazier? Or do you want to fight them? "
He thought about it for about 5 minutes. This time, without even touching the door, the door to Room 1091 opened on its own. The girl's head slid to the ground and she bit Han Fei to death in a pool of blood.
…
Opening his eyes, Han Fei subconsciously touched his neck. 'I'll be killed if I stay too long. Looks like I'll have to figure out a way to get into the house!'
Other than the pain from the previous two deaths, they also reminded him of the location of the head. This time, he needed to avoid the head and rush into the house.
Picking up the brazier filled with paper money, as soon as the door was pushed open, Han Fei threw the brazier in a certain direction!
"Bang!"
The girl's head hit the brazier, and a scream rang out in the room.
Han Fei knew the man was strong. He rushed into the room and used his body to press against the brazier. He wanted to smash the man's head into the brazier.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
While the head slammed against the brazier, Han Fei made use of the time to study the room before him. 'The glass coffee table, the pot with the rotten fruit, the bedroom on the left and the kitchen on the right …'
Just as the brazier was about to collapse, Han Fei rushed into the kitchen. He needed a weapon, even a cleaver would do.
Pushing open the kitchen door, a thick stench rushed out. A middle-aged woman was chopping up rotten meat before the chopping board!
When she saw Han Fei, she screamed and swung the cleaver at Han Fei.
Blood splattered and the head clamped down on the back of his neck. Han Fei collapsed to the ground. The pain was unimaginable but his brain was working furiously. His eyes scanned the room, trying his best to remember as many things as possible!
…
'The fourth death.'
Opening his eyes, Han Fei had no idea what he had forgotten. He hated this feeling.
'This mission's difficulty is unimaginable. The main thing is that every time I die, I'll forget something. Now I can't even remember what I've forgotten.
"If this goes on, I might even forget that I'm doing a quest and who I am. When that time comes, will I think that I belong here?"
Han Fei counted the time in his mind. 'There are two types of memory, one is the brain memory and the other is the body memory. Even after many people lose their memory, their body will still remember certain repetitive actions. The black box resides deep inside my brain, it can only affect my brain memory. '
To give himself a way out and to prevent himself from losing himself completely, Han Fei decided to do something crazy.
He glanced at the picture frame that contained his own picture. He picked it up and smashed it. Then he grabbed a shard of glass and cut 4 bloody gashes on his arm.
This was the fourth death!
Han Fei's finger bled. Feeling the pain, he scratched out the name 'Han Fei' on his other arm.
'I have to repeat this every time I die, hopefully my body can remember this pain!'
He picked out the sharpest shard and shoved it into his pocket. Han Fei opened the door. He used the brazier to block the human heads and then rushed to the bedroom door on the other side of the house.
Being chased by the human heads, Han Fei did not dare to stop. 'There are 2 bedroom doors. The first door has an alphabet and a poster, it's probably for a child.'
Gripping the doorknob, Han Fei pushed open the bedroom door that was closer to the living room.
The floor was littered with toys. Inside the pile of toys, there was a child about 6 years old sitting with his back to Han Fei.
The human heads were right behind him. Han Fei rushed into the room. He still remembered the system's last hint, kill all the ghosts and save all the people.
'Is this child even human?'
Han Fei instinctively moved away from the child but the child still sensed his presence. He slowly turned his head around and a scarred face appeared before Han Fei.
Then the child screamed. Two slender arms reached out from the shadows behind the door. They strangled Han Fei and hung him inside the room.
Han Fei's neck was deformed and his face was purple. His eyes bulged out as he stared at the bedroom.
'There are bloodstained clothes in the closet, there is half a face under the bed, there is a person hanging behind the curtain, the shadow under the study table moves, there are at least 4 more ghosts in this bedroom …'
…
Opening his eyes, Han Fei shattered the picture frame and used his own method to train his body's memory.
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