Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 609 Super Evolution Breakthrough

Chapter 609: Chapter 609 Super Evolution Breakthrough

Bai Kou had complete control over her spiritual power when she displayed her spiritual world in its entirety before others. Xu Huo guessed that she must have transcended the need for a medium in the form of an artifact, or rather, the artifact’s role in the process was minimal.

She had given herself a "Star-binding Sphere," which was a medium for her powers. After his Super Evolution, Xu Huo was unable to transform his spiritual power into a tangible force of attack. Using a medium, he could create a very small manifestation range of his spiritual world. The only two times the range expanded were when he was using the hospital that had become a random copy instance.

He still hadn’t mastered how to use his spiritual power to affect others, but the "Murmur Sphere" was also an artifact designed for Psychic Attacks. Perhaps it could offer a breakthrough.

Eight minutes had passed when Yuan Yao was about to stab his own thigh with a knife. The Girl in the painting, with quick reflexes, had knocked him out, tied him up, and tossed him into a corner, while Sima Xiao’er had for some reason started to mimic the sound of a pig, lying on the ground.

After several failed attempts to project his spiritual power outward, Xu Huo hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the "Murmur Sphere," deliberately exposing himself to the black smoke.

At that moment, the murmured words he heard became clearer, mentioning "treatment," "medicine," and other such words. The black smoke in his vision swirled around for a while before suddenly twisting like a live snake and piercing into his eyes!

Subconsciously closing his eyes to shield them, when he opened them again, a bright light flooded his vision. After squinting and adjusting to the light, he realized he was back in the hospital.

In the brightly lit treatment room, there was still the same table with playing cards, dice, chips, and other items on it. A man in a white lab coat was seated behind a desk, smiling at him and saying, "You’ve done very well. In such a short amount of time, you have separated out your brother personality."

His gaze shifted to the right as he saw a child version of himself. The child’s chest bore a rotating black disc that expanded in size, gradually covering his upper body and creeping towards his neck and limbs.

"Don’t worry," a hand landed on his shoulder, forcing him to face the child turning into a shadow, "The sole purpose of the brother personality is to store the things you do not want. Do you remember what you wanted to discard?"

"Evil," Xu Huo didn’t open his mouth, but a childish voice responded.

"Correct," the doctor behind him continued to praise him, "What you wanted to discard was humanity, which has both good and evil. Only one will dominate, and you’ve used the brother personality to bear the evil..."

As he spoke, his tone suddenly changed, and the hand gripping him plunged into the chest of the shadow child, "But every personality is equal. You want to lock him away, and he wants to replace you!"

Afterward, Xu Huo saw his own arm becoming stained with blackness, while the blackness on the shadow child opposite him faded away. The child also turned to him with an innocently cruel smile.

"Why should it be you?"

"Why should it be you?"

"Why should it be you?"

The malicious questioning surrounded him in a 360-degree barrage, with the voices of children, adults, a slightly younger version of Xu Huo himself, and the indistinct-faced doctor who had appeared in his dreams.

Although these voices were irritating, they carried convincing power. Soon, the room darkened and bloodied footprints emerged on the ground. With each pair of footprints, a new "Xu Huo" emerged, from various stages of life, all stretching their hands towards him, attempting to drag him into the black mire that was rising from the ground.

Xu Huo’s body was covered with hands, and he had long since been unable to move, rigid until the mud rose to his neck. Only when those "personalities" surrounding him were also submerged did he pull his hand out of the shadow child’s chest and then grabbed his face, twisting it clockwise.

"Click!" The sound of a door lock opening.

The surrounding mud and "personalities" all disappeared, and what appeared in front of Xu Huo had changed back to the round tower staircase, but the white staircase now had many miscellaneous colors, and the steps twisted like an abstract painting. At the same time, voices were coming from below, urging him to go down.

Xu Huo frowned, took a step back, closed the door, and then tried to open another door in a different direction. Seeing that the staircase was still twisted, he changed it again. After repeating this process several times, he finally found the normal staircase. However, this time he still didn’t go down but instead tried to construct a picture frame in front of him.

The picture frame was the symbol of the second gateway in his spiritual world; only if the picture frame appeared normally would it represent that he was truly in his own spiritual world.

After failing, he quickly closed the door and opened it again.

It took him three minutes to find the correct door and come directly to the base of the round tower, where the other three personalities hiding in the library room were sitting next to a table. As they looked at Xu Huo, the tiles under their feet grew outwards, and as they grew, the interior area of the round tower also increased. When it had expanded to twice its original size, the black thin slices on the table melted like water, dripping into several thin lines on the table’s surface.

These thin lines extended radially along the floor, gradually forming a frame on the wall of the round tower that was delicate but of colossal volume, creating a circular cage. However, if one didn’t look at the connecting lines between the table and the floor, the thin lines attached to the wall would seem like shadows cast by objects, hardly drawing any attention.

The black thin slices continued dripping, and Xu Huo stepped into them, reached out into the air, and clenched his fist; a door automatically appeared in front of him. As the door opened, the black lines instantly radiated outside, hiding in the gray shadows and quickly filling the whole room.

He was actually still standing in the same place, right next to the "Murmur Sphere," but this room had already become the range of his spiritual world’s projection.

Yuan Yao had come to, but his spirit was very weak, staring blankly forward as if he were a dead man.

Meanwhile, Sima Xiao’er was lying on his back on the ground, with several knives scattered around him.

The Girl in the painting crouched beside him propping up a cellphone, "He was trying to cut his own belly."

Seeing the performance of the two, Xu Huo roughly guessed what they had seen after falling into the illusion. He put away the Murmur Sphere, walked over to Sima Xiao’er, picked him up with one hand, and signaled the Girl in the painting to slap him. During this brief moment of mental stimulation, he quickly opened a door and took them both out with him.

It took Sima Xiao’er a good while to come to his senses. When he opened his eyes, he said, "I saw the Skinning Artisan, he scraped me like a pig... Eh, why is there a door here?"

Xu Huo did the same to wake Yuan Yao.

After putting away the Murmur Sphere, the lines he had placed in the room did not disappear; the room was still the same, but Yuan Yao and Sima Xiao’er could now see the door, proving that he had initially succeeded in affecting reality with his psychic powers. Although not as strong as Bai Kou, simple illusion was no problem for him.

Therefore, he was in a good mood, "You’ve worked hard, I’ll treat you to a meal."