Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 1316 - 1317: Can’t Afford to Mess with a Lunatic

Chapter 1316: Chapter 1317: Can’t Afford to Mess with a Lunatic

The effeminate man wiped his boots clean and ignored everyone else, clearly not intending to deal with the player still sitting opposite Xu Huo.

This person had been pulled into a brief illusion realm by Xu Huo using a prop. Now that he was awake and saw his companion dead, he was shocked and immediately fled towards the rear carriage door. Unfortunately, he was blocked before he could step out. The short-haired female player pulled on thread-like fine wires in the air, dragging the player back and said to Xu Huo, "Since you don’t want to make a move, this one’s mine."

Xu Huo made a ’please’ gesture, and saw the other party flip her hand, causing the player to immediately crash head first into the ground!

However, in the next second, the male player broke free from the thread’s restraint. He pushed forward with his palm in thin air, pressing the short-haired female player hard against the window. Immediately after, she broke through the suppression and engaged in a melee with the rushing male player.

The space in the carriage was limited, making it impossible not to affect others. The effeminate man’s seat was the first to be overturned. The male player complained that he was in the way, shouting for him to move... However, just as he finished saying "move," the man’s right foot, which was on the table, exploded into action.

With a scream accompanying it, the effeminate man kicked him to the ground, pinning the male player’s neck with a steel fork prop and then stomping his head vigorously.

The prop seemed to be a restrictive one. The male player appeared to be loosely pressed to the ground, but every attempt to get up failed, and he could only cover his head with his hands to shield himself from the constant stomping.

The effeminate man didn’t speak, but his expression was cold, and his whole body was filled with fury. He stomped the male player’s head continuously, breaking his opponent’s hands, with the skin and flesh on the back of his hands and face peeled back from the stomping, bleeding profusely, seemingly intending to stomp the player to death...

The scene was rather unpleasant.

The short-haired female player had her prey snatched, and though she didn’t intervene at first, she now seemed inclined to stop it. Just as she was about to speak, the effeminate man softly said to the male player, who was already struggling weakly:

"Do you know how many disinfectant wipes are needed to clean a table thoroughly?"

"I spent five minutes wiping it after getting on the train. Because of you, I have to wipe it again. Why waste my time and energy?"

"Can’t you see I don’t like others touching my things?"

"If you play like such an unperceptive player, you deserve to die."

"I don’t want to wipe it again and again. You caused this for me. Why can’t people understand each other?"

"You know, living like me is already hard enough, yet you keep causing me trouble, making me have to dirty my hands and shoes to kill you, creating a lot more trouble... Die! Die! Die!"

It was evident that these words were not truly meant for the soon-to-be-dead man to understand; it was just the effeminate man venting his dissatisfaction, appearing somewhat neurotic.

There are many mentally unstable people in the game, but generally, no one wants to get involved with such a person—brutally stomping someone to death not only suggests there’s something wrong with his mind.

It wasn’t until the male player died that the effeminate man let out a long breath, his expression returning to its previous calm. He first used a cleansing potion to wash the blood from his boots, then set the table upright, washed it, and took out a package of disinfectant wipes to wipe it vigorously.

Just watching made one feel exhausted.

The short-haired female player took a light breath, circled his table, and returned to her room.

"You have quite a serious cleanliness obsession. Haven’t you seen a psychiatrist?" Xu Huo tilted his head to look at the effeminate man. "It’s usually fine, but on a train, it can be troublesome. If we fight at night, how many times will you have to wipe the table?"

"I’ll kill whoever dirties the table." The effeminate man smiled faintly, with a weakness that didn’t match his brutal nature. It wasn’t that he appeared weak, but rather it seemed to permeate from his personality, giving the impression of being very agreeable.

Neurosis is something you don’t want to provoke. A few players who had come out to watch the spectacle returned to their rooms one after another.

Xu Huo hadn’t yet bought a room, so he asked with interest, "What do you do when you stay out?"

"I bring my own room." The effeminate man replied, "Places others have stayed in are all dirty, who knows what stuff has been spilled on them."

Xu Huo nodded in agreement and then asked a troubling question, "The air is filled with others’ exhaled waste gases. Do you think that those things might continuously adhere to your skin, crawl into your ears, mouth, and squeeze into every pore?"

The other person fell silent, and after a moment, spoke, "There’s nothing I can do about that. I can’t scrub my body entirely."

"Makes sense," Xu Huo said, concluding the conversation and sat back in his seat to rest with his eyes closed.

After wiping the table clean and sitting down, the effeminate man wiped his face with disinfecting wipes and then put on a gas mask.

In the middle of the night, a Different Species Group boarded the train, but the players in this carriage were relatively well-behaved, with no incidents of lights being turned on and self-detonation. There were some disturbances in a few other carriages, but it didn’t affect the others.

As for the carriage where Xu Huo was, the night passed peacefully.

Early the next morning, Xu Huo ordered breakfast and saw the effeminate man reading the menu. He said, "You can’t wipe the utensils used by others clean."

The effeminate man paused, and after a moment, took out a pack of biscuits from the luggage compartment to eat. Just as he bit into one, he heard someone from the neighboring seat softly say, "Are you sure the packaging is clean? Maybe a worker who just came from the bathroom without washing his hands touched the packing machine."

Suddenly, the effeminate man lost his appetite, turned his head, and stared at Xu Huo ominously.

Xu Huo continued eating and gave him a smiley face, "Out of sight, out of mind."

Ultimately, the effeminate man didn’t turn violent, tossing the biscuits aside and went to the restaurant.

The short-haired female player gave Xu Huo a thumbs up.

This was just a small episode on the train. Soon, Xu Huo reached his stop. He disembarked at Dawn City, another major city in District 001, about two Card Cities away from Flower City.

As soon as he got off the train, he turned on the Collection of Information Terminal. Yesterday’s Hua City attack was heavily discussed, and unlike previous attacks by external zone players and local player assassinations, this time it was an internal power struggle within Hua City. After Xu Huo left, many people died, and a third of the directly-administered area was overrun, with numerous influential powers perished.

But Han Yi was not among them.

Although there were images of Han Yi being killed and his body being crushed, the Han Family clarified this morning that Han Yi wasn’t involved in the incident, and a living Han Yi appeared before the public, as part of the victorious group in this internal struggle, denouncing those with ulterior motives and mourning the fallen warriors.

Judging solely from the holographic materials, this Han Yi indeed seemed different from the previous Han Yi, with changes in aura and some subtle movements.

However, the one Xu Huo wanted to kill, who set off the head firework, was indeed dead.