Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 1126: Magician’s Gift

Chapter 1126: Chapter 1126: Magician’s Gift

Can’t be traded or discarded; might as well say this is a compulsory tracking prop.

Fortunately, it’s a one-time use item. Regardless of who it was originally intended for, it should have lost its effectiveness by the time it reached his hands.

Recalling that this item flew out together with the Cubic Space, Xu Huo searched for information about the Magician beneath the dimension.

While a player’s nickname is unique, there are quite a few accounts on Beneath the Dimension claiming to be Magicians. Magician is a profession, not the exclusive title of an advanced player, thus some players related to this profession also use "Magician" as a general term to blur their actual roles and conceal their professional characteristics.

This makes the amount of information quite substantial.

It’s unknown whether Mr. Kang has been targeted by someone, and whether it’s related to the unclaimed Cubic Space or not.

Xu Huo frowned, then relaxed his expression, grateful it was a one-time use item. Otherwise, it would be a hot potato whether it’s related to Cubic Space or not.

Of course, the best-case scenario is that the playing card is a special item used by a player with the Magician profession or related roles, rather than a prop specific to an extraordinarily strong player.

Regardless, it looks like he’ll have to be careful with the Cubic Space from now on.

After spitting out another mouthful of black fungal threads, Xu Huo wiped it off with a cloth, tossed it into the prop box and placed it into the luggage compartment, then went to find the player hiding on the edge of Xiaohe City.

The man with the hat was hiding in a confession booth-like room, eating food while watching the situation at the bar on the monitor, occasionally scaring away the Aliens that were clawing at the outside. Yet none of this affected his good mood. He quickly finished his jerky, wiped his hands, and then took out the azure-blue bead, entranced by the starry glow twinkling within.

Perhaps too captivated, the bead slipped from his hands, rolling towards the door of the confession booth, which inexplicably opened a crack just enough for the bead to roll out.

The hat-wearing player hurriedly stepped out the door, only to discover that an Alien had just swallowed the bead. His expression changed drastically. He immediately drew his knife, killed the Alien, and cut it open to retrieve the bead. After rinsing it with Cleansing Potion, he seemed to find it unsafe to just put away, looked at his own arm, and decisively made an incision to press the bead into the wound, then sewed it up with thread.

"With this thing, no time-related item will work on me anymore," the hat-wearing player laughed to himself, not realizing at all when the Aliens around him disappeared, nor the figure standing behind him.

"What kind of stone is this?" Xu Huo pinched the blue bead between his fingers to examine, casually inquiring.

"Eternal Time..." the hat-wearing player responded subconsciously, and after speaking, he quickly realized, turned around while distancing himself from Xu Huo, and after seeing the blue bead in his hand, he immediately checked his arm, only to find that the incision and bead insertion was just an illusion!

He clenched his teeth in anger, glaring at Xu Huo: "The bead is mine!"

"I know, it was your find, but now it’s mine," Xu Huo pocketed the bead into his inventory, smiling at him, "You’re welcome to try and take it."

The hat-wearing player’s gaze wandered over Xu Huo’s face, ultimately he didn’t move forward, and said, "I admit defeat, we will meet again!"

Having said that, he disappeared from the spot—fleeing cleanly and neatly.

Xu Huo didn’t particularly want to kill him, so he turned around and went back to the bar.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he couldn’t help but vomit a large mouthful of black liquid mixed with fungal threads and toxins, causing the people nearby to hastily back away.

Xu Huo wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, then said: "This virus is not contagious."

His reassurance did little to alleviate others’ fears; the few remaining people in District 002 had already retreated to the farthest corner of the wall.

Guan Shu came over and said to him, "Lin Qiao and Chi Minghong have gone to Mr. Kang’s place. They might find the Antitoxin."

"I won’t die anytime soon." Xu Huo expressed his gratitude but felt it was unnecessary. A valuable stone sewed into the arm to be carried at all times showed that Mr. Kang was a person with an extreme lack of security. He would definitely carry important items with him, and if there really was an Antitoxin, it would have been destroyed along with his self-detonation in the game.

By then, it was already dark. Leaning outside was uncomfortable, so he closed the door and went into the shelter to sleep.

He didn’t sleep well that night. Every so often, he would expel dead mycelium while feeling a significant drain on his physical strength, indicating that the rapidly growing mycelium required more than just the energy from the Nüwa Stone.

However, one thing was certain: although the King Fungus couldn’t detoxify him in the short term, he wouldn’t die from the poison either.

It was just that this continuous detoxification process would severely deplete his energy.

As expected, Chi Minghong and Lin Qiao didn’t find the Antitoxin.

The Cubic Space didn’t cause time acceleration. After two days, Guan Shu and the others confirmed they could use Tickets to leave, sending off the group of women who survived from Xiaohe City and District 002 first.

After that, Ruan Qiyuan left because he was seriously injured and needed proper treatment.

Guan Shu and Lin Qiao stayed behind to accompany Zhou Yuanzhu and to take care of Xu Huo.

Chi Minghong sincerely stayed behind, even inviting him to join her on the train for support.

"Do you have an extra Return Ticket?" Xu Huo asked her.

Chi Minghong scratched her head; she only had one, which she just obtained after clearing the Snow White Villa instance.

"He can go back to his own district." Tan Qi, who also stayed behind, squatted beside him, observing him vomit and after a while said, "Do you have the evolutionary Characteristics of silk-producing insects?" as he kept spitting out silk.

Xu Huo didn’t have the energy to deal with him, "You’ve got your Ticket, just go by yourself."

"If you died, would your friends still take care of me?" Tan Qi asked calmly.

Chi Minghong slapped him on the back of the head, "What’s wrong with you kid, can’t you speak properly? He saved your life, after all."

However, Tan Qi looked back at her, "Aren’t you guys staying behind just to wait for him to die and then loot his Props?"

Chi Minghong’s facial muscles twitched, "I, Chi Minghong, am not such a heartless and disloyal person!"

"Of course, if Old Xu is willing to give me his Props, I wouldn’t refuse!"

After saying that, she smiled towards Xu Huo, "As a good friend sharing in adversity, you don’t have much choice at the moment. So, after you die, can I inherit your Props?"

Xu Huo also smiled, "Anything is possible in a dream."

Chi Minghong grabbed Tan Qi’s ear, "Did you hear that, brat? Get lost and be honest. We wouldn’t harm the person who saved your life."