Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 739: It’s Either a Natural Disaster or a Man-Made Calamity

Chapter 739: Chapter 739: It’s Either a Natural Disaster or a Man-Made Calamity

Of course, he grabbed at nothing, and he returned from the illusion to reality, still standing in front of that solitary chair, only now the words "Please Sit" on the armrest had disappeared.

"So, from the moment I entered this underground room, I fell into an illusion."

Xu Huo examined the small room, but no real potion appeared.

He was somewhat disappointed. When he entered the illusion, he thought that this place might be the "clue" left by Dr. Wu, since its design felt so out of place with Museum City. However, the potion that had appeared on the chair was just an ordinary evolution potion, and even if it were real, it would have been useless.

Going through such a big loop only to find an ordinary evolution potion... it left him feeling somewhat emotional.

Back on the ground, he had just stepped out from under the office desk when he ran head-on into Long Aotian, who was badly injured, with bandages wrapped around his head and torso, and his nose crooked.

Upon seeing Xu Huo suddenly, Long Aotian was first on guard, but then he smiled, "I’m really lucky to run into you here!"

Easy to say, but he didn’t move a step forward, instead observing the position of the door.

"How did you get yourself into this shape?" Xu Huo asked directly.

"Got beaten up," Long Aotian instinctively touched his crooked nose, "Too bad, I just had a fake nose done, cost me quite a few White Notes."

Xu Huo couldn’t help but give him an extra glance.

"It’s perfectly normal, everyone has a desire for beauty, especially when being a player is such a high-risk occupation for disfigurement," Long Aotian sighed, "I’ll have to spend money on facial repairs again when I go back."

"But those guys didn’t fare any better, I made each of them bleed!"

Considering he was beaten to such a state, Xu Huo was skeptical of his story’s truthfulness and didn’t inquire further, but instead asked, "Where’s Liu Chengyi?"

"We split up and ran, who knows where he went." Long Aotian said as he walked towards the door, taking a cigarette out and putting it in his mouth, patting his body, then turning back, "Do you have..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Huo, standing right behind him, swiftly cut his throat.

This "Long Aotian" fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding throat, turning into a doll, while at the same time, someone ran past quickly outside the venue.

Xu Huo chased to the entrance of the Styx Ferry, and as soon as he entered, he was surrounded by several players.

These were faces he hadn’t seen yesterday.

Seeing that it was already two o’clock in the afternoon, he knew that these people were newcomers who had arrived today. "Are you the ’ticket’ players?"

The group looked at him with a chuckle, "Make it easy on yourself, are you going to hand over the props, or do we give you a ride?"

Xu Huo watched them shrink the encirclement, "You’re not on your first day in the copy, still talking in your sleep?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the "Crimson Sword" slashed a cut through the air, its faint light extending straight ahead, stopping at a defense prop.

And the very next second, he too appeared right in front of the other person, but barely raised his hand when that person instantly teleported to the left and warned his companions, "Be careful, everyone, this kid can destroy props; don’t get too close! "

In an instant, Xu Huo listed several key suspects who might have betrayed the special characteristics of his props, but this wasn’t important at the moment. He casually threw a few smoke bombs and put on the "Oxygen Supply", beginning to move swiftly through the aisles.

These players all had props and special abilities for defense, and even if they couldn’t see clearly for a while, they could still hear movements. "Concentrated Air" impeded others’ abilities but also hindered their own, so fast movement was Xu Huo’s advantage when facing multiple opponents. Using both the "Silent Figurine" and "Murmur Sphere" at the same time, he killed two people in less than half a minute.

However, only one of them really died, as one of the fallen transformed back into a puppet after collapsing.

Then, the other players began to counterattack. As he walked, Xu Huo felt the ground beneath him soften, and then he was suddenly propelled into the air by a strong bouncy force. He blocked with "Concentrated Air", but shortly afterward, he felt liquid pouring on his back.

His coat was dissolved, and although Xu Huo immediately tore off the garment, lesions still appeared on his skin.

"He’s been hit!" someone laughed, pointing out the origin of the potion.

This was no ordinary potion; aside from its corrosive properties, it also had toxicity.

Xu Huo quickly donned a protective suit, and in the next second, he charged toward the source of the voice. In just a few breaths, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, the fight stopped. Just as the surrounding players were closing in, a body was kicked out from the depths—it was the very player who had just used the toxic potion!

"He’s been poisoned; he won’t last long!" shouted a player while making a handshake gesture towards Xu Huo, "Pleased to meet you!"

Xu Huo, hidden within the smoke, uncontrollably flew towards this player. Even though they were meters apart, an invisible blade severed Xu Huo’s throat!

As the head flew off, the player showed no joy because he didn’t receive any game notification, meaning Xu Huo wasn’t killed. So, whose head was flying through the air?

But soon, he had no more doubts, as the "dead" person suddenly vanished and he felt a chill at his neck—Xu Huo, who had neatly decapitated him, returned into the smoke to seek his next target.

Low voices began to echo through the underground tunnel. At first, they weren’t conspicuous, but as minutes passed, the voice felt like it was whispering right in the ear, growing increasingly impossible to ignore and increasingly irritating.

Even Xu Huo couldn’t avoid being affected.

The Murmur Sphere, although capable of interfering with one’s psyche, was not yet this powerful. Realizing something was amiss, he looked down at the sword in his hand to find that the eyes which had been closed were now slightly open.

Like that of a real eye, the sliver of vision opened up and Xu Huo felt an unprecedented danger. He immediately stowed the sword in his item slot and retreated from the smoke-filled area towards the deeper parts of the Styx Ferry.

The other players did not pursue him, and only after Xu Huo confirmed that he was not trapped in a hallucination did he relax slightly. He boarded the nearby ferry and proceeded forward along the underground waterway.

The gloomy waterway reflected the faint ripples of light, and in the quiet space, only the knocking sounds from beneath the boat could be heard. Upon a closer look, you could see objects floating in the water resembling human bones.

They were real human bones, with a mechanism below making these bones appear to float underneath the water.

Before long, the water was covered in wide stretches of red. There was no stench of blood; it was just ordinary fuel, creating the illusion of being in a river of blood. At the same time, tombstone carvings started appearing on the stone walls around, every one of them complete with names, birth and death years, and the names of the people who erected the stones.

It was not surprising to see the names from the Infectious Disease History Museum here. What surprised Xu Huo was that among these tombstones, there were as many as twenty with the surname Shang, and the majority had died in the same year.

They were of various ages but died in the same year. It was either a natural disaster or a man-made calamity.