Players, Please Board the Train

This person was none other than the black wristband player who had been placing cameras on the ship, seen earlier in the dining hall.

His clothes were already soaked through with blood, his shoes and face smeared with it, looking like a butcher who had just walked out of a slaughterhouse.

At this moment, he was staring at the small cluster of red wristband players, his eyes practically glowing red.

The red wristband players weren’t fools either. Taking one look at this man’s imposing aura, they knew he was coming for them. Kicking aside the Mimicry Doll curled up on the ground, the group of them walked towards him.

”He’s injured on his right hand,” one red wristband player said, sizing him up briefly before his gaze quickly focused on the man’s right arm.

The black wristband player’s expression remained unchanged. He swept a glance at the ”Xu Huo” on the ground before charging directly at the red wristband player directly in front of him.

That red wristband player cautiously retreated, flinging out something like a magician’s curtain. The thing flew out, trying to wrap around the black wristband player, but it grasped at empty air. Because that previous move by the black wristband player was also a feint; he had only made a fake lunge, his true target being the player on his right flank—when facing red wristband players, he also chose close-quarters combat.

The two men clashed. That red wristband player exchanged a punch with the black wristband player. Although the black wristband player was forced back, the red wristband player’s arm was sliced by several invisible forces, cutting all the way from between his finger bones to his elbow—literally sliced open. Now his hand splayed open like a chicken’s claw, blood pouring out as if it cost nothing.

”This punk fights dirty! Kill him!” The red wristband player retreated while pulling out a potion. But before he could get the potion to his mouth, the black wristband player threw out a frisbee-like object. The frisbee flew over the heads of the group and landed behind the red wristband players. Simultaneously, the black wristband player, moving at a speed difficult to track, passed through the red wristband players’ encirclement and appeared where the frisbee had landed, also slashing at the necks of two red wristband players!

No one clearly saw his movements. Those two red wristband players only dodged by instinct. Their necks were slashed, but the wounds weren’t fatal. However, the red wristband player with the injured hand wasn’t so lucky. The black wristband player rushed over and slapped his face. Following the gaps between his fingers, a perfectly intact head was sliced into several pieces!The red wristband player died too quickly, so much so that the others present couldn’t discern what method the black wristband player had used to kill him. But they unanimously chose to keep their distance from him. Judging from those previous two moves, as long as there was no physical contact, the risk should be much lower.

The two with injured necks hadn’t made contact with the black wristband player either. Probably sensing this was a tough nut to crack, they retreated in different directions.

The Mimicry Doll hadn’t left yet. Seeing one of the red wristband players retreating towards its position, it hoisted up a nearby table, threw it, and then ran.

It didn’t hit the person, but the red wristband player’s face was smeared with bits of organ debris, stinking to high heaven. Wiping his face, he gave chase after the Mimicry Doll without another word.

The Mimicry Doll was happily running away when, unexpectedly, a section of wall ahead suddenly shattered. The black wristband noble who had previously gone to the fourth floor walked out again, holding a military knife in hand. With a swing from a distance, he sliced it into two pieces.

The Mimicry Doll fell to the ground. The black wristband player took out something resembling a powder compact and blew on it. The powder adhered to the item, which was now powerless to stand up again. A few seconds later, he swept the powder back into the box. Then, several percentage numbers and arrow indicators pointing up, down, left, and right appeared on the lid of the closed box.

The black wristband player only glanced at it before turning his head and sneering coldly at the distant miniature camera.

Found already?

This thought had just flashed through Xu Huo’s mind when the elevator nearby suddenly activated: someone was coming from the fifth floor to the sixth floor!

He hid inside ”Emergency Shelter No. 101.” The item, of course, was placed within the range of ”Counting Squares.”

The ones who came up from the elevator were precisely that noble and the red wristband player lured out by the Mimicry Doll. The two arrived together. Based on the data analysis from his item, the black wristband player immediately discovered the shelter brazenly placed out in the open.

”The most dangerous place is the safest. That’s a clever move. Others might mistake it for a decorative piece on the ship at first glance,” the black wristband player said with a wave of his hand. Fragments of seaweed on the ground shot wildly towards the shelter.

After a series of *ding-ding-ding* sounds, not even a small mark was left on the shelter, let alone breaking the item to injure the person inside. So he took out his military knife again and swung it from a distance. This time, it also had no effect whatsoever.

”Hiding inside is useful?” The black wristband player stretched both hands towards the shelter and tried to lift it forcefully, but two attempts ended in failure—he couldn’t lift this shelter.

If a shelter that had settled on the ground could be lifted so easily, it wouldn’t be an item touted as capable of withstanding nuclear blast forces.

Unable to do anything about the shelter, the black wristband player signaled for the red wristband player to go check it out.

The red wristband player was quite straightforward. He immediately pulled out a cutting drill bit and walked towards the shelter, stabbing at its outer wall. However, it also had no effect.

So he walked halfway around the shelter. A moment later, from a spot in the black wristband player’s blind spot, he said, ”Mr. Jiang, there’s a door here!”

Hearing there was a door, Jiang Feng no longer hesitated and immediately walked over. But unexpectedly, as soon as he rounded the corner to the side facing the shelter’s door, his foot got stuck to the ground. Looking down, he saw a square with the number ”2” had appeared beneath his feet, while the square under the red wristband player’s feet had a ”5.”

”Mr. Jiang, don’t blame me. I only fell into this trap because I was checking things out for you,” the red wristband player said without a shred of guilt.

Jiang Feng had no time to spare for settling accounts with him. After trying to move his feet and finding he couldn’t step out of the square, he immediately used ”Raindrop Pierces Stone,” forming a protective circle of rain around himself.

However, just as his rain curtain took shape, Xu Huo also emerged from the shelter. Protected by ”Absolute Safety Distance,” he passed through the protective circle without hindrance and swept his sword towards Jiang Feng’s neck!

Jiang Feng reacted quickly too. His right hand traced out a ray of light to block the killing strike, while simultaneously releasing a balloon in front of himself.

The ray was the Slaughter Barrier, and the balloon could cause a person to float. At such close range and with such little time, even if Xu Huo safely breached the first layer of defense unscathed, his forward momentum would make it difficult to dodge the balloon. And as long as he started floating, Jiang Feng would have an opening to exploit.

”Boom!” The sword energy didn’t cut Jiang Feng’s neck; instead, it struck an invisible barrier.

Xu Huo, of course, didn’t expect to kill someone with a single strike. He didn’t try to cross the ray. Instead, relying on the characteristic ”Frequent Movement,” he circled around to Jiang Feng’s right side and fired several anesthetic darts using the Note Launcher.

The first few anesthetic darts were also blocked by the invisible barrier. However, the last one pierced through—not because the barrier failed to block it, but because that layer of protection had an area limit!

Seizing this opportunity, Xu Huo drew his energy gun and fired continuously. Four out of five shots were dissipated by the barrier. The bullets, possessing the destructive power of grenades, merely created a vortex on the barrier’s surface, failing to cause greater damage. But the one shot that slipped through struck Jiang Feng in the thigh.