Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 383 Madame Butterfly

Chapter 383: Chapter 383 Madame Butterfly

A soft laugh emanated from the room, "The simulation game is always fake, even the blood that flows out isn’t red, what’s the fun in that?"

"Accepting fellow members, killing heretics, that has been the doctrine of the Xīnlún Church since its creation. To hunt down two panicked lambs in the game while invoking the name of Xīnlún, Mr. Meni underestimates the Xīnlún Church."

The speaker was none other than the purple-eyed woman Xu Huo had encountered earlier in the hallway, who spoke in a questioning tone, but her voice did not carry any momentum, instead carrying a hint of languidness, which made her words lose their original meaning and rather seemed like a trivial complaint.

Veyson Meni wasn’t serious either, his tone exaggeratedly clarified, "Madame jests. I was born into a wealthy family, received a fine education from birth, and everything from my youth to my career has gone smoothly, without any hardships. But this doesn’t mean I lack compassion. Towards players and civilians alike, I’ve always felt that the upper class should possess both compassion and reverence, and should strive to help and guide them, so that they can live a happy and smooth life."

"That’s why I knew Xīnlún Church was the spiritual haven I had been seeking as soon as I came into contact with it. I am more than willing to become a preacher for the Xīnlún Church and help it grow in Zone 011."

The purple-eyed woman covered her mouth, laughing until she nearly cried, "The cultists of the Xīnlún Church are lions, are wolves, never lambs."

Meni poured her a full glass of wine, "Of course, I won’t alter the doctrine. The existence of the Xīnlún Church is to battle the nightmares of the gaming world, to fight for a bright future for the masses, to create a brand new world for our next generation."

The purple-eyed woman’s laughter subsided, she rested her cheek on one hand and leaned against the sofa, scrutinizing the man opposite her before she said, "You’re a bad man. But I like bad men."

"Thanks for the compliment," Meni raised his glass, then added, "I had long heard of Madame Butterfly’s renowned name, and I never expected you to come to Zone 011. This meeting gift is a personal token of mine. There will be a unique banquet in Zone 011 in a month, and I hope Madame will honor us with your presence."

Madame Butterfly responded with a smile.

At that moment, it seemed Meni received some information, apologized, and then rose to leave the room.

The room now only contained Madame Butterfly.

From the balcony, Xu Huo pushed open the French windows, swept the curtains aside, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, meeting again."

Madame Butterfly took out a small hand fan and began to wave it, saying without surprise, "A man lurking outside a woman’s window at this hour can’t be up to any good."

Xu Huo leaned against the French window, gazing at the woman from a distance of about ten meters, "You don’t like Veyson Meni."

Madame Butterfly’ fan stopped mid-wave, "What makes you say that?"

"If you liked him, you wouldn’t let me listen from outside for so long." Xu Huo smiled, "Furthermore, you actually despise him."

"No woman likes a greasy man, especially one who is so full of himself, thinking he can win favors with a mere game?" Madame Butterfly said, "What’s more, it’s only incidental."

Xu Huo smiled without a word while Madame Butterfly lifted her eyes to look at him, "You hiding here, you’re not the person he’s looking for, are you?"

"That’s not it, purely a coincidence."

"Is that so?" Madame Butterfly drank her wine with indifferent curiosity, "I thought you were following him just now."

"I was just curious about who Veyson Meni was looking for," Xu Huo spread his hands, "Just joining in on the excitement."

Madame Butterfly pursed her lips into a smile, "You’re too curious."

"One of the interesting things about humans is their curiosity," Xu Huo paused, then added, "How long will you stay in Zone 011?"

Madame Butterfly raised an eyebrow, "Didn’t you just hear?"

Xu Huo nodded, "At least a month."

Madame Butterfly stayed silent, seeming to wait for him to continue.

But Xu Huo did not carry on with the topic, instead, he stepped back, exiting the room, "If fate allows, we’ll meet again."

Having said that, he flipped out over the balcony.

In the room, Madame Butterfly rose from the sofa, walked over to the balcony in her high heels, picked up the rose he had left behind, and gently twirled the thorny stem. In an instant, from stem to petal, the rose withered, turning to gray dust that fluttered to the ground.

Xu Huo, having left the room, did not go far. He lingered for a while in the corridor opposite the garden, just in time to see Madame Butterfly’s gesture with the flower. He smiled faintly before moving away from behind the pillar.

The hunt in the game didn’t stop, eventually turning into a full-on hunting game. The number of bodies in the corridors and rooms increased. Veyson Meni’s sought-after fox had been captured and brought to the altar for the ritual, which was exactly where Xu Huo had gone after leaving the room.

The only target left now was the hyena, but after searching the game for a while without finding any trace of the middle-aged man, Xu Huo forcefully terminated the game.

Indeed, although the game had the exit button disabled, players could still force an interruption. The people inside the operation cabins did not lose consciousness and, strictly speaking, could use their abilities and items even in the game, although perhaps they would not affect the simulation.

Black Wolf, the fox, and the hyena did not leave the game even when they were being hunted. One reason might be that they couldn’t force an exit like the players, and secondly, even if they exited the game, they could not escape.

Therefore, these three were either Grey Players working for the government, who, by all means, did not want to re-enter the instance with a restart ticket, or they were simply trained Evolvers, possessing certain strengths but inferior to the players.

After all, players have limitations, and a high mortality rate. To keep the vast expanse of Zone 011 running, most of the work is still done by ordinary people.

Although he did not get exact information, Xu Huo’s search was not entirely fruitless. After coming out, he checked "Zheng An" and the Rongxin Group, cross-referencing names and related materials, and then discovered that Zheng An was a finance worker for one of Rongxin Group’s subsidiaries that specialize in medical equipment. Pulling one carrot brought out a bunch of mud, and from Zheng An’s network, he discovered the middle-aged man’s identity. He was a distant relative of Zheng An’s, a former security guard at Rongxin Group who retired after an accident. Thanks to Zone 011’s welfare policies, he had managed to settle in a building constructed by Rongxin and now works from home.

These two were in cahoots.

However, Xu Huo had no connections with Rongxin Group, and the middle-aged man was probably tracking him most likely because of something related to Deng Xuan.

As for Deng Xuan’s network, Xu Huo spent some money to look into it. He was just a small fry; his boss’s surname was Jing, known as Brother Jing, who, aside from trafficking materials, also dabbled in the information trade.

The intersection between these two parties boiled down to either resources or information exchange.

Now that Rongxin Group had dealt with Zheng An and was also tracking the person he had liaised with, the player who had come to kill him that day was probably sent by Brother Jing’s side.