Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 239: The Method to Clear the Third Task

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: The Method to Clear the Third Task

Xu Huo put away the lighter, "Let’s talk about the method to pass the third level."

The oil painting figure started to laugh, "Ah, if you had said it was for that, I would have told you straightaway. If I’m hung at the main entrance, surely it’s to give players hints, right? There, on your first day, I gave you a hint.

"Is that so?" Xu Huo lit a cigarette and took a puff, then pressed it against the painting to burn a hole in the paper, "Or is it to lure me into a trap? What did you call me out for last night?"

The oil painting figure suppressed his anger and forced another smile, "Of course, it was to remind you about the key to the second task. Once a person enters the painting, it’s very difficult to get out. You need my help to restore the real painting."

Xu Huo glanced to the side and burned another hole in the painting, "Telling lies."

"I’m not!" the oil painting figure quickly shouted: "I’m telling the truth, why would I deceive you in this situation... Stop burning it! Stop burning it!"

After the third hole appeared, Xu Huo said, "One lie, one hole. Take that into account."

"Although you’re in the painting, you’re still alive, and perhaps one day you can get out. If the painting is burned, you’ll have no chance now."

"I can bring players out from the painting, and I can save you too."

Having heard this, the oil painting figure quickly agreed, "You’re right; I definitely will not withhold any information. When the time comes, you must save me!"

However, Wei Da said, "Something is off."

Xu Huo walked over to "The Silent Umbrella" and asked, "Can you guys come out of the painting?"

The tattered umbrella turned to the left a little.

"What does that mean?" Wei Da was puzzled.

"It means no." The next day when Big Bear took the players to check the portrait of the woman, Xu Huo had noticed that this painting could also move, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. At that time, he noticed that the umbrella seemed to respond to the players’ words, so he specifically made a few comments and found that the umbrella would react to events happening in the gallery but showed no reaction to where Big Bear lived.

He had specifically asked if Big Bear was sure the painting was damaged by Deng Yu, to which Big Bear answered affirmatively, and the umbrella turned to the left. When mentioned that monsters would attack those who damage paintings at night, the umbrella turned right.

Of course, the people in the paintings could have all been players once, not deserving of trust, but the umbrella was also turning left and right during his conversation with the oil painting figure just now.

It seemed that this silent umbrella was much more honest than the oil painting figure.

Xu Huo lost his patience and picked up the painting, ready to burn it, but the oil painting figure shouted, "I really didn’t lie to you!"

"You’re lying!" Wei Da retorted, "If you could come out of the painting, the others wouldn’t be so calm."

"If you can’t come out once you enter, then how could he possibly complete the second task!" the oil painting person yelled.

"Time limit." Xu Huo tapped the electronic timer, "The name of this instance is ’Thirty Days,’ and none of the electronic countdowns exceed thirty days. Until now, the longest is just over four hundred hours. It’s not that you can’t get out of the painting; you can only get out within a certain time frame."

"So that’s what thirty days means," Wei Da said, "Perhaps after thirty days, they will become real paintings."

Seeing his lower half starting to burn, the oil painting figure wailed and cried out, "Don’t kill me! I’ll talk!"

"You need to make a request to the curator! Ask the curator to give you a new painting!"

However, the two men standing did not try to stop the fire. Only after it drifted to the ground and burned out did Wei Da speak, "The umbrella has no reaction. Does it not know, or is it unwilling to tell us? Shall we try other paintings?"

"No need, neither real nor fake ones would talk," Xu Huo said.

Wei Da sighed with emotion before looking at Xu Huo with hopeful eyes, suggesting that they test the method using the people in the paintings first, "The third challenge is to add a new painting, right? That should also wait until evening, I assume, and moreover, is it valid to do the third challenge without completing the first two?"

Xu Huo did not speak. The method proposed by the person in the oil painting was simply untenable. Just last night, he had seen the monster use a cane to turn Xie Man into a new painting. If requesting from the curator was the method to create a new painting, then the painting that appeared here should be a living one. The worst case scenario was that the player making the request would turn into a painting. Even if successful, would retrieving the new living painting result in being devoured by the painting containing Xie Man, just like Lu Gang?

The words of the person in the oil painting were absolutely unreliable, so this method wasn’t even worth trying.

"This won’t work," he said directly. "Think of another way."

Wei Da secretly breathed a sigh of relief but, after pondering for a moment, could not come up with any other method, "But the challenges all relate to the paintings and the players. Maybe part of what the oil painting said is true. To create a new painting, we might need the curator’s involvement, but the way to obtain the new painting might not be as it said."

Xu Huo nodded slightly, "All paintings are painted."

"It’s true that paintings are painted, but the paintings in the Hundred People Art Gallery are obviously all people," Wei Da said as he saw Xu Huo take a blank canvas, raising his voice in concern, "Aren’t you afraid of turning into a painting yourself?"

"These past few days, players have already touched all the canvases here. Even if one is to turn into a painting, it would have to wait until night," Xu Huo said. "Go look in the rooms and see if there are any pens."

Wei Da could only go and check. After inspecting each room, he excitedly ran out, "Your analysis makes sense. In the two rooms at the far end of the left corridor, I found several, both pencils and colored pens—hidden inside the fake flowers in the vases."

Xu Huo took a pencil disguised as a flower stem and handed it to him, "You draw first."

Wei Da hesitated for a brief moment before confidently taking the pencil, "This is much safer than dealing directly with the curator, at least."

He quickly sketched a simple house on the paper, but there was no reaction from the sculpture or the art gallery.

"Could it be that it only takes effect in the evening?"

"We can only wait until evening," Xu Huo said as he put the drawing paper on a pillar and casually took another sheet of white paper, slipping the pencil into his pocket.

If Wei Da turned into a painting after nightfall, then there would be no need to try this method.

Feeling the person behind him move from the left to the right, he said without turning, "During the daytime, these paintings are not fake. You should know that."

Wei Da chuckled awkwardly, "I was just walking around..."

Xu Huo picked up two frames from the right, "These two paintings are of no use to me now. I keep my word, if you survive, the paintings are yours."

Wei Da smiled wryly, "I’m just afraid I’ll also turn into a painting... Speaking of which, I really am unfortunate. In several instances, I ended up tripping up for others."

He rubbed his chin, muttering to himself, "Last time, I was also caught and nearly sacrificed to the Five Viscera Temple. Sigh, some players who appear weak are actually not weak at all."

"Showing weakness, like showing strength, is simply a means of survival," Xu Huo said indifferently. "A mishap is caused either by carelessness or insufficient strength. The real problem lies with oneself, not the opponent."

Wei Da looked at him in surprise, "You think very openly."

"A contest is a kind of..." Xu Huo started speaking but suddenly stopped. Two seconds later, he continued, "A contest is a fair game, because both the strong and the weak can stand on one side of the scale."