Kaidan Game Train: A Chapter 2019: 2019: Under High Pressure

Chapter 2019: Chapter 2019: Under High Pressure

“Unless everyone on this train is wiped out and everyone loses, your chances of survival are the highest,” the female fortune-telling player winked flirtatiously at Xu Huo.

Xu Huo did not speak; the probability of a complete wipeout is unlikely. Although the areas he has visited so far rarely deal with Stellar dical, from the information Dr. Deng has revealed, the different companies within Stellar dical do not communicate with each other. This ans that the experint on this train might not be reported to the Ga Governnt Base in advance. If sothing goes wrong with the train, the Orbital Supply Departnt will eventually co to clean up the ss.

Of course, this is one of the better scenarios. In a worse case, it might end only when Stellar dical cos to retrieve the Alien, as other players have said.

“Just wait.” Xu Huo closed his eyes, speaking calmly.

“Rest easy, I’ll keep watch,” the female fortune-telling player said with a smile.

Carriage Eleven returned to silence. It wasn’t long before players in other carriages also began to take turns resting.

Less than two hours later, around ten in the morning the next day, the sky over the tracks was still dark. Suddenly, Carriage Eight grew noisy because a player scread. Others in the sa carriage thought he was under attack, so they quickly used Props to restrain him. Just as they were about to search him for Aliens, he ca to his senses, saying he was fine and just had a nightmare.

The players checked the carriage and his protective suit, confirming they were intact before relaxing.

“Scared by a re dream? You might as well go ho and drink milk.” In such a stifling environnt, facing unknown opponents, already emotionally unstable players beca even more irritable, inevitably speaking harshly, which angered the player who had just awoken from the nightmare. He stared at the one who taunted him, “Do you want to die?”

The tall one opposite was not intimidated, “Try !”

The two seed about to fight when the White Suit intervened, “We better not ss ourselves up; the Alien hasn’t even shown up, and there’s no need to waste energy on each other.”

The tall one was unappreciative, “Who do you think you are to give orders here?”

As he spoke, he quietly made a move, but the White Suit was not to be trifled with; he blocked the tall one’s Prop and pushed him back a step, warning, “We’re facing a re beast; surely you wouldn’t have less self-control than a beast.”

The disparity in strength was apparent upon contact. The tall one curbed his temper, silently retreating a step to show his concession.

The carriage returned to its initial calm. The White Suit then inquired in detail about the nightmare experienced by the player.

The nightmare’s content was related to personal experiences, so even if he asked, there was no useful information to be gleaned. Thus, everyone moved past it and returned to their respective carriages.

However, less than half an hour later, chaos erupted again in Carriage Three. Two players inexplicably started fighting, and if it weren’t for the quick reaction of nearby people, the carriage might have been overturned. While being restrained separately, both claid the other attacked first, forcing them to retaliate.

Players are not arbiters and couldn’t adjudicate the matter between them. Fearing damage to the carriage, they could only separate them into different carriages to calm the situation.

Yet a third conflict soon occurred, this ti more severe. A player in Carriage Four suddenly erupted with incredible speed to kill a female player. The female player was already severely injured, and her Defensive Barrier was breached without tily reaction. The frenzied man stabbed her in the abdon and then slit across, nearly cutting her in two!

Rescuing her was impossible; infuriatingly, their confrontation damaged not only the window-sealing Props of other players but also dismantled a window—since the top and sides of the train are interconnected, a large enough breach might render the entire carriage unusable.

The players quickly subdued the murderous one with combined efforts. The White Suit prevented others from acting rashly, questioning first, “Why did you kill her?”

The murderous player’s eyes flared with hatred, “She deserved it!”

Even the slowest among them realized sothing was off.

“Why?” the High Ponytail checked their instrunt, “They’ve all been affected by ntal Interference, yet the instrunt didn’t react!”

Most players possessed instrunts or Props for detecting Psychic Power, so purely for detection, others with anti-interference capabilities. But these Props and instrunts showed no reaction, yet players were indeed affected, as shown by the repeated loss of control.

“Could the instrunts and Props have failed?” soone speculated, growing more fearful, “Will other Props also stop working next?”

The guess was not unfounded, as it was clear the Tickets couldn’t be used on the tracks—not that they were entirely unusable, but the players’ Tickets couldn’t be used. Otherwise, how could the train staff evacuate? Props and instrunts players relied on depended on the stability of the ga world; if this stable external environnt beca chaotic or was simply constrained, the Props and instrunts beco a pile of junk!

Many players imdiately tested their Props, and upon confirming that other Props still worked, they sighed with relief.

“Could it be that this space is particularly unique, capable of interfering with spiritual instrunts?” soone else posited, “Isn’t it in the ga where dangerous zones filled with ntal interference exist throughout?”

Such phenona generally occur during the Evolution of an area when aberrations develop, affecting everyone within, leading to hallucinations or delusions. When this happens, related instrunts and Props malfunction, which is normal.

“Since the window is broken, we should reinforce it from the outside,” Red Scarf from Carriage Ten suggested, “Wrap it inside and out, to ensure we have a foothold in case of sudden accidents.”

The other players agreed, so several robots were arranged to go outside and seal the window with ordered tal sheets, leaving a palm-wide gap in the middle for observation.

Soon, the compartnts occupied by players, except for Eleven at Xu Huo’s request, were all sealed from the outside. Although others didn’t understand his intentions, leaving two people outside to observe seed worthwhile.

“Did you sense anything?” asked the female fortune-telling player.

“No change,” Xu Huo replied. Due to the aftereffects, his spiritual power wasn’t very focused after boarding, but he could still feel the slowly increasing Psychic Power in the space.

He deed it impossible for the power to reach a level impacting Advanced Players. It was hard to even induce nightmares, let alone drive players into uncontrollable frenzies. The previous incidents might not be entirely due to ntal Interference; the ntal issues of those players could be more significant.

However, the White Suit was intriguing. He wasn’t a Super Evolutionary with ntal Powers, yet he showed excessive interest in the players’ ntal state changes.