Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 564: The Fate of a Spore

Chapter 564: Chapter 564: The Fate of a Spore

"She is not a real person," Xu Huo said.

It seemed to be an unexpected answer, and Xin Lang fell silent.

"You have not answered my question just now," Xu Huo said, "If the protective wall can’t be destroyed, you must have a backup plan."

"We don’t need it now," Xin Lang did not directly answer his question. She looked up and then suddenly asked, "There are still many people alive in the sealed area, right? Once the protective wall breaks, they will be no different from the people in the city."

"By then, everyone will be infected, and each person will do their best to destroy the sealed area to secure a way out for themselves," Xu Huo said. "In that case, the reality show will no longer exist."

"Really?" Xin Lang’s voice turned cold, "But I think even if everyone is infected, those living on the upper levels will only think of ways to drive more people into the sealed area, and then new selection criteria will be born."

"There will always be some people with a conscience," Xu Huo said. The atmosphere in Clown City was very good; just by looking at the performances in the arena, you could tell that those young people were not just fighting for rewards. The truly brave and talented were after all a minority, and there were others who were motivated more by passion.

This was different from the initial situation at Brick Tale Town Station. People in Clown City detested the aliens. Although the cleansing missions were just a sham, their hatred for the aliens was real, and they were willing to sacrifice for their families and hometowns.

"The biggest problem with this city is that there are too few players."

Clown City and the recently designated game zone, Zone 014, were similar in that there weren’t many players, and the government still relied on soldiers and weapons to maintain order, which posed a significant problem.

If the government is conscientious and stable, ordinary people can live and work in peace and contentment.

But if the government is incompetent, or even worse, profits from the lives of countless people like Clown City, it’s very difficult for the ordinary people to rebel even if they know the truth.

For today’s Clown City, players have become a weapon that could break the situation. Only if more ordinary people, more infected people become players, there’s a possibility to change this sick city.

"There will be more and more of them in the future," Xin Lang said with certainty, obviously aware of this.

At this moment, a rumbling noise came from above, and the ground not far from them suddenly cracked open. As the dirt and rocks collapsed, more than a dozen beams of intense light shot in from the outside, accompanied by a cacophony of voices, and fully armed warriors kept jumping down.

Xu Huo hid behind the rocks and whispered to Xin Lang, "Not much longer."

Even if the inner metal structure had dissolved, the protective wall wouldn’t collapse immediately. Once the protective wall came down, the central government wouldn’t have the resources to hunt them down anymore.

But Xin Lang had no intention of leaving. She fired a shot at the ceiling, drew the attention of the warriors who had come down to capture people, and then ran toward another passage.

Xu Huo did not stop her. After the people chasing her were lured into the underground lair, he retracted his hand, glanced in the direction Xin Lang had left, and then walked in a different direction.

Over there, Xin Lang led numerous warriors into the underground lair. Using her familiarity with the terrain to her advantage, she shook them off and was looking for a way out when a player silently approached her. Using a prop to restrain her in place, they drove a hunting hook through her shoulder and brutally dragged her to the ground.

A large number of troops from Clown City had already surrounded the protective wall and were digging holes in the ground looking for people, completely indifferent to whether the overflowing fungal dust would infect more individuals.

The facelift mask Xu Huo had applied on her had failed at some point, and by the time Xin Lang looked up, under the light, she had reverted to her original face. Seeing her face, it was only then that the governor appeared on the military vehicle, saying sinisterly, "Where can you run to, thinking to find help outside the protective wall? How foolish!"

With a scoff, a squad of warriors dragged over a dozen bodies and threw them to the ground.

Xin Hui, No. 179, the two individuals on the rescue vehicle, and about ten other young faces—they were all covered in blood, with half-closed eyelids and eyes devoid of life.

Xin Lang struggled to get up but was stopped by the player who held her, who remotely broke her right knee, and she fell to her knees on the ground, yet her eyes were fixed straight ahead.

"Even a dog knows to bark in appreciation at the one who feeds it. I raised you, and this is how you repay me?" The governor looked down from his height, his gaze cold and merciless, "Ingrate!"

Compared to his rage, Xin Lang, who had recovered from the shock of the bodies, was calm, saying, "You kept me alive just to say that?"

Her completely dismissive attitude infuriated the governor, who angrily ordered, "Strip her!"

The player standing next to Xin Lang sliced her blouse with a knife, but as the fabric tore, the player’s face changed color and he immediately backed off a good distance.

By then, Xin Lang was no longer the beauty that could mesmerize men. Her exposed skin was covered in pustules and in some places, densely packed with fine hair, making her entire being resemble a moldy orange. It was no longer clear what her original shape had been.

"Heh!" She let out a light cough, and a small white particulate drifted out with her breath.

"You took over Clown City from my father, and yet your ways of dealing with women remain so despicable," Xin Lang said with a light laugh. "My body is infected with nearly a hundred types of fungi. While I was running away, I’ve already spilled my blood in the city. There is no need to scale the protective wall; Clown City will soon become like the cleansing zone."

"Clown City has enjoyed twenty years of prosperity bought at the expense of other people’s lives. For the next twenty years, let it atone for its sins."

The soldiers in the front row all raised their guns, but the governor did not give the order to shoot. His face turned ugly, and after a while, he said, "You have not left Clown City in nearly twenty years, so you must have been infected earlier. Twenty years with no outbreak—reveal the method to remove the infection, and I’ll grant you a quick death!"

Xin Lang laughed again, with even more particulate drifting from her mouth, "There’s no way, just wait for death!"

The governor snatched a gun from a soldier next to him and shot through her other shoulder, but what flowed out of the wound wasn’t blood. Instead, it was a dark green liquid with a strange odor. When it splashed onto the ground, it quickly grew into a black furry fungus!

The governor, shocked and furious, yet not daring to truly kill her, said, "And what about those who escaped? Do you want them to die as well?!"

"We lived for this very moment," Xin Lang said, eyes vacant as she fell backward. From the ruptures all over her body, white particulate rushed out like scattered dandelions, blown by the wind and swiftly drifting forward.

The soldiers positioned directly in front of the protective wall, despite wearing protective suits, couldn’t help but retreat, for the white particulate took root on any surface it touched, sparing not even the stones.