Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 722: The Danger Level of the Opponent is Equivalent to That of a Li Huamiao Cat

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: The Danger Level of the Opponent is Equivalent to That of a Li Huamiao Cat

He swung his blade, but it clearly got stuck halfway through. Bai Wenxian’s face relaxed, and at the same time, he threw out a small parachute pack: "Found you!"

The parachute pack opened towards the blade’s stuck position, but it tore apart by itself the very next second. Caught in a semi-hallucination, Bai Wenxian couldn’t see what destroyed the prop, but that didn’t matter; he just needed to confirm Xu Huo’s location.

"You there, at the same table!" he shouted towards the position directly in front of him. However, at that moment, the knife in his hand began to disintegrate slowly, and its special properties failed to activate. He did not feel anyone approaching him!

"Crack!" Something broke underfoot. Bai Wenxian looked down and realized he had unknowingly stepped onto a white staircase. As the staircase shattered, he continued to fall!

A person can be killed by the mind. If he were to fall to the bottom within the illusion, it was very likely he would die there. Bai Wenxian quickly threw out a thin-hooked chain rope and hung himself from the ceiling beams of the Wax Figure Gallery. However, just as he steadied himself for a second, the chain rope disintegrated rapidly, and he began to plummet once again!

"Let’s talk this over, don’t you want to get out?" he called out loudly: "I know how to leave the Wax Figure Gallery!"

The very next second, his descent stopped, but he was still surrounded by darkness. A door loomed closer from afar, and as it opened, Xu Huo emerged, "You’d better be telling the truth."

Bai Wenxian gasped for air and sized him up: "You’re not standing in front of me right now, are you?"

Xu Huo raised an eyebrow, "You have one more chance."

Bai Wenxian’s expression darkened slightly, "As you said, the ghost stories from the tales of those who didn’t get the clues won’t appear. It’s actually an equivalent exchange; they obtained clues and must pay a price accordingly."

"No basis," Xu Huo cut him off: "Long Aotian might not have obtained any clues."

"Are you so sure that what Jie Ling said is true?" Bai Wenxian asked, somewhat sarcastically. "Women are very good at lying, especially those in the game. You see her timid as a mouse, but how could someone truly that timid survive in the game."

"This has nothing to do with whether she’s faking it or not. I’m not interested in others’ ways of surviving," Xu Huo said, about to leave when Bai Wenxian feigned an attempt to keep him talking while actually taking the opportunity to rush towards the only open door.

However, Xu Huo seemed to have anticipated this move and stepped aside, simply watching him dart through the door.

Bai Wenxian didn’t expect this, but it was too late for regrets. As he plummeted at high speed, his head was shattered by a staircase that sprouted out of the darkness; he was dead in less than half a minute.

[Congratulations Passerby A for killing a Black Player. Please receive the relics:]

[Player Nickname: On the Cliff]

[Player Type: Black Player]

[Occupation: Extreme Sports Athlete]

[Player Level: D]

[Number: 475975]

[Evolution Rate: 39%]

[Main Characteristics: Death constantly accompanies me; The only survivor in the team; Plundering property]

[Props: ① Composition Analyzer; ② Clunky Axe; ③ Absolute Frost-proof Bag; ④ Danger Prophecy; ⑤ Chance of Escaping from Death; ⑥ Risk Transfer, etc.]

Xu Huo went through Bai Wenxian’s remains briefly, most of his props were related to survival and quite practical, including essentials for climbing, surfing, and even a short-term flight suit.

However, the core items are the "Composition Analyzer," "Danger Prophecy," and "Survival Probability from Escaping Death."

Bai Wenxian had used the "Composition Analyzer" before. It could analyze the components contained within an intact object, much more useful than instruments that merely analyze soil composition. Instead of listing elements, it could deduce what might be inside an object based on its composition. If it detected human composition, it would directly indicate the presence of a body.

Moreover, this tool always provided a result after being used, so Bai Wenxian lied when using it the second time.

"Danger Prophecy" could assess the level of danger that might arise from an interaction with an object or person.

Xu Huo took it and tried it on Jie Ling, who was warily watching him from a distance:

[According to the known data of both parties, the other’s danger level is approximately equal to that of a juvenile Li Huamiao facing an unevolved human.]

Xu Huo paused, then put several of his high-level tools into the game panel, and received the same result.

It seemed that the "known data" of "oneself" included the information in the game panel, while that might not be the case for the other party, whose danger level was very likely based on the tools they were wearing and their physical strength.

He then tried it separately on the body on the ground and the giant wax figure at the door.

[According to the known data of both parties, the other’s danger level is approximately equal to a pebble by the roadside.]

[According to the known data of both parties, the other’s danger level is approximately equal to an adult brown bear facing an unevolved human.]

Xu Huo couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow towards the giant wax figure and applied the third item, "Survival Probability from Escaping Death."

As the name suggests, this tool’s function was to determine the likeliest escape route in an absolutely dangerous environment. Facing the giant wax figure, the tool indicated a survival probability of 60%.

At first glance, the number wasn’t high, but compared to other places, it was a distinct advantage. Aside from the giant wax figure, the chance of escaping from any other place in the entrance hall of the Wax Figure Gallery was just 10%.

"The wax figures are starting to melt again!" Jie Ling’s voice interrupted him, "Do we have to wait until the wax figures have melted before we can leave?"

The survival probability suddenly dropped to 58%.

Xu Huo pulled Bai Wenxian’s body up, "Let’s go back inside the gallery."

Jie Ling looked at him with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, "Go back? Wouldn’t it be better to rush out while the wax figures are melting?"

"We’re underground right now; we can’t break out," Xu Huo said. "The melting wax figures are encroaching on our living space. This place might soon be sealed with wax."

Upon finishing, he led the way, not caring whether Jie Ling followed or not.

After hesitating for two seconds, Jie Ling pulled out a disc-shaped tool and shot it towards the giant wax figure. As the spinning tool created a wind blade a meter long, it cut into the wax figure like a rapidly spinning propeller, but it got stuck in the wax two seconds later and was soon buried by the flowing wax.

Jie Ling tried to retrieve the tool, but the melting wax cascaded in waves, reaching her feet and rising. A strange scent of wax rushed to her face, making her choke. She had no choice but to abandon the attempt and quickly entered the Wax Figure Gallery.

Having closed the door to the Wax Figure Gallery, Jie Ling turned to look at the walls of the room. The wax melted faster than before. Seeing Xu Huo placing Bai Wenxian’s body into the wall, she hurried over, "Do you need help?"

Xu Huo, who had already tied kite string to the body, replied, "If you have any tracking devices, you can use them."

Immediately, Jie Ling stuffed three or four small tools inside Bai Wenxian’s clothing, "Even if he’s buried underground, he can be located!"