Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 1237 - 1238

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1238

(To be revised later) "You’re not the one I’m looking for." Xu Huo clarified his position. However, in the brief delay, the pursuing player had already come down from the upper floor. Before anything else could be seen, just a pair of feet appeared and were immediately blasted away by some strange force, carving a deep gouge into the ceiling, then ricocheting into the wall before finally stopping.

The next second, two people and a stone lion landed on the same floor as Xu Huo and his companion.

"Da Mao, attack!" Yan Jiayu directed the stone lion to pounce while she slapped a muscle doll sticker onto her own face. Her speed instantly surged, moving so fast she was like an undetectable missile, crashing toward the person by the wall!

The player didn’t take her reckless fighting style seriously. With a slap to his shoulder, a blue light arc unfolded in front of him. With the protective light arc, he didn’t even bother to glance at Yan Jiayu, instead focusing his attention on the stone lion that was jogging in circles nearby.

However, just as he prepared to free up a hand to deal with the stone lion, Yan Jiayu—the human bomb—slammed into him. It was unclear whether she had some other invisible defensive prop on her body, but as she struck the light arc, she directly smashed him through the wall, causing cracks to burst across the arc!

"What?!" The opponent was visibly shocked before being propelled into the outermost wall of the building. Then a barrier on the wall rebounded him back.

As the force recipient, Yan Jiayu was far less embarrassed than him. She landed steadily in the middle of the room, flinging the Demon-Subduing Pestle and unleashing a chaotic, relentless assault!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A shield prop cracked under her strikes. The player quickly dodged, using his characteristics to temporarily restrict Yan Jiayu’s speed before rushing toward Xu Huo!

His real target was the government player who hadn’t yet fled. But before he could get halfway there, a cold gleam swept toward him from the side!

The pursuing player hurriedly sidestepped, letting loose dozens of cowhair needles from the sleeve of his raised arm.

With the air barrier temporarily unavailable, Xu Huo decisively maneuvered Shelter 101 forward and pulled it back right after. At the same time, he applied "Extreme Fatigue" and "Progress Bar Disappearance" as part of his attack.

The player immediately felt prop effects take hold on his body. Rubbing something at his cuff, his clothing began to flare open like scales and then settle again. As his outfit shifted colors momentarily before returning to normal, the exhaustion disappeared from his face!

Yan Jiayu and the stone lion closed in again. As Da Mao hesitated, Yan Jiayu smacked its rear with her pestle, angering it to the point that it unleashed all its aggression against the pursuing player, biting and tearing, driving the him back step by step.

"The flowerpot’s effect!" The player tossed a mat onto the ground. In its frantic movements, Da Mao slipped on the mat, causing one of its paws to stick firmly to the floor.

But that didn’t matter. The stone lion, dedicated to brute force, simply dug a hole in the ground. Unable to escape the mat? No problem—it could haul part of the floor away.

Da Mao was hard to deal with, and Xu Huo and Yan Jiayu weren’t falling behind either. Yan Jiayu fought at close quarters, while Xu Huo occasionally joined the fray in person while assisting with props. After three minutes of combat, both sides had suffered damage.

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No matter where he fled, Xu Huo followed him like a shadow. He never showed himself directly, only making occasional sounds or pulling off light taps and nudges, his actions deceptively gentle.

This seemingly mild method, however, unsettled the chasing player immensely. If Xu Huo fought him openly and directly, that might be more bearable—at least then, it was a fair fight with a clear winner and loser. Yet Xu Huo remained unseen, following him so effortlessly that it revealed an overwhelming gap in power between them. And Xu Huo wasn’t out to kill him; he was playing with him—plainly an act of revenge!

The player, mid-pursuit, found himself waging an absurd battle of wits with the air. Using numerous props and characteristics, he still failed to pinpoint Xu Huo’s location. After nearly half an hour of such torment, he couldn’t suppress his anger any longer and yelled out, "If you’ve got guts, come out and face me! What kind of man hides in shadows?"

What responded to him was the sound of quiet air and a water droplet falling on his forehead—a mocking hint of presence.

The player couldn’t take it anymore. He quit fighting entirely, first resorting to curses, then catching his breath and attempting to plead. Seeing no response even then, he tried to sneak away, only to be found again with eerie precision. Finally, he relented and said, "Alright, brother, you win! Kill me, cut me up, whatever—just give me a quick death and stop torturing me! I just peeked a little, I didn’t do anything evil!"

"Really?" someone responded, but it was a woman’s voice.

"Really! Really!" The player raised his hand as if swearing an oath. "If I’m lying, then may I be cursed to look this ugly in my next life!"

"Do you believe him?" another female voice asked.

"He might be believable... After all, no one would swear something like that. He really is quite ugly—he looks a bit like a rat—"

Indignant, the player discarded his invisibility prop and showed himself in full mortification. "So what if I’m ugly? I have a kind heart. You women are all so shallow, judging men by their looks!"

"And anyway, all I did was glance at you a couple of times. If you’re unhappy about it, you can stare back all you want! Hell, I’ll strip down and let you see everything if it makes you feel better!"

"Hit him." The first woman said.

The player could only hear their voices and see none of them. Upon hearing the verdict, he immediately covered his face with his hands, crying out, "Don’t hit my face! Hitting the face hurts self-esteem! We have neither personal feuds nor recent grudges—there’s no need to be so ruthless!"

No one struck him, but Xu Huo withdrew his psychic power.

Three people appeared in front of him, and the player realized the passage he had seen earlier was nowhere to be found. He froze for a moment before squeezing out an awkward, strained smile and giving Xu Huo a thumbs-up. "Forgive my ignorance! Brother, you’re clearly superior! Please magnanimously let me go—I’ll offer my invisibility prop with both hands as penance for bothering you! I also have an Exchange Card if that can interest you. Just spare my life!"

After his plea, he prostrated himself fully on the ground, performing a kowtow so extreme his face plastered itself against the floor without lifting.

Mu Yan and Li Cheng exchanged complicated glances.

Most players in such situations either refuse to yield or resign themselves to their fates, with some making desperate efforts to beg for mercy. But even then, it’s rare for surrender to feel so utterly sincere. This one seemed genuinely terrified and humbled, sprawled out like a pig or dog—the exaggerated subservience alone would make any reasonable person uncomfortable.

Xu Huo approached him, squatting down and examining him for two seconds before giving his shoulder a pat. "Look up."

With sweat running down his face, the player raised his head and summoned all his willpower to put on an ingratiatingly servile smile.

Xu Huo offered no comment on his demeanor, instead saying, "That prop of yours—very impressive. When I leave the maze, I have something to handle and might need to borrow it for a few days."

"No need to borrow—here, just take it!" He hurriedly offered a small black heart-shaped crystal shard with both hands.

Xu Huo glanced at it but didn’t reach for it. He asked instead, "Are you short on money?"