CHAPTER 1386: CHAPTER 1387: RUTHLESS AND MERCILESS

The player rushing forward wasn’t one of the three elected, but he had already recognized Xu Huo. He originally intended to clear the path, but instantly switched the prop in his hand to a butterfly.

When the butterfly prop flew up, the air in the corridor automatically condensed into dozens of butterfly blades of the same size, rushing out at incredible speed—which made Xu Huo, who initially intended to give way, halt. He entangled those air butterflies remotely with the spatial ray, waiting for that player to crash into them himself.

The butterflies were spatial artifacts; the condensed attack weapons had considerable power. When the person collided with the first one, his protective suit was torn, and he hastily used a defense prop to avoid being pierced immediately. However, he couldn’t stop his momentum and crashed in front of Xu Huo in an instant.

Seeing the smile on Xu Huo’s face, the man came to a screeching halt and jumped onto the ceiling, with both feet stuck upside down as he rushed forward. But just then, a hooked blade swung in. Although hanging upside down avoided being hit by the blade, as it was in proximity, the steel cable suddenly twitched and snagged his leg.

Unable to immediately break free from the prop, the player was dragged back by the hooked blade, passing once more over Xu Huo’s head.

Xu Huo didn’t move against him, because the player behind had already caught up.

It was a Cannibal Player, though the one still hanging upside down on the ceiling was too. The former ran a few steps swiftly and leaped to embrace the latter, then in a hanging position, punctured the latter’s lower back with a hand, yanking out a bloody mess before stuffing it into his mouth, muttering indistinctly, "I just love this taste..."

The player, robbed of a kidney, struggled to fall to the ground, stumbled a few steps, and started to run. At this time, he didn’t care about defense or seizing the opportunity to eliminate Xu Huo. Seeing Xu Huo had no intention of taking action, he ran past him directly.

The other Cannibal Player followed closely behind, his eyes red and fixed on his prey, not caring if there were others nearby.

The two left one after the other, but before long, intermittent screams were heard—likely wouldn’t end soon.

This commotion didn’t draw the Lame Butcher’s attention, but it was the Raincoat Cleaner who arrived nearby.

Xu Huo didn’t linger further and turned to enter another corridor.

The structure of the second floor was a bit more complex than the first floor; rooms were no longer arranged in hexagonal corridors but sprawling in all directions. Passing through a food handling area should lead to the back kitchen, audible from afar were chopping and cooking sounds, with indistinct voices, though what they were saying was unclear.

On the ground, Xu Huo saw clothes numbered 115, already completely soaked in blood; the person seemed to be in grave danger.

Walking a bit to the side was a small staircase leading downwards. The space wasn’t large—it probably wasn’t a passage to the first floor, but he still went inside.

Unexpectedly, it was a garbage room—judging by a bunch of already damaged miscellaneous instruments and tools.

Among the debris of instruments and tools, were many things resembling props. Although some were broken, many remained intact, which could be picked up with a slight bend.

Enlarging the cubic space, Xu Huo observed it; it was like a midsummer night sky filled with starlight, everywhere shining brightly.

This should be the Raincoat Cleaner’s place for disposing of trash—it made sense that the owners of these props were likely already dead; thus, in these piles of garbage were unclaimed props yet to be sorted out. If the owners of the props had already perished, then whoever picked them up owned them.

"Turns out there’s such a great place." He casually picked up a human doll, "If you loaded this into the cargo hold, it might not even fit."

The doll’s abdomen was broken, leaving an empty cavity inside. The "staff dormitory" obtained earlier had not been tested, so Xu Huo filled the doll’s abdomen and placed it into the prop, then took it out moments later. The doll hadn’t changed.

Instead of picking through the garbage heap individually, it was obviously more convenient to sweep them all in at once like this. So he purchased an inflatable prop on the gaming platform, opened it, and started covering the garbage heap with it.

"Your heart is too black!" A voice suddenly came from a corner of the room. Xu Huo looked over to see Zhou Donghe, Number 42, standing up from behind the garbage heap, staring at him unhappily, "Do you intend to take all these props?"

"Don’t you want them?" Xu Huo raised an eyebrow, "If your cargo hold was big enough, you’d have emptied this place long ago, right?"

No need to say that?

But with limited cargo hold space, Zhou Donghe could only pick some that looked good, among them many low-level props—collecting all would waste time and space. Moreover, doing it too obviously would easily draw the restaurant staff’s attention.

"Do you know what it means to quietly make a fortune?" He eyed the things on the ground, "Clearing out the stuff, even a fool could see through it, wouldn’t the Raincoat Woman notice?"

"So what?" Xu Huo smiled silently, "It’s not just me who’s unlucky, anyway."

Once he finished speaking, he shoved a small pile in front of him into the inflatable prop, before throwing it into the "staff dormitory" and then left the garbage room.

Zhou Donghe was amazed at his greed, not expecting that immediately after, the surveillance placed outside disappeared. His face instantly changed, and he hurriedly followed Xu Huo.

The Raincoat Cleaner had already arrived nearby, brushing past Zhou Donghe, though she didn’t notice him. Still, the "bang" of anger echoing from the garbage room sent chills through Zhou Donghe as he caught up to Xu Huo, who hadn’t gone far, whispering, "You’re dark-hearted and ruthless, kid."

Xu Huo turned his head, looking at him with an indescribable expression.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Donghe frowned.

"Overestimated you," Xu Huo said, "Just now, I thought you had some cleverness. Now I see you were just lucky."

Zhou Donghe felt insulted, but before he could react, Xu Huo continued, "You should have known from this morning at the restaurant that you aren’t my match. Instead of using your chance to leave, you came right up to me. Do you think, as a fellow Rank-C Player, you could take half from me?"

"Ha!" Zhou Donghe sneered angrily, but in his peripheral vision, he caught sight of a glowing arc-shaped barrier surging from the left. He activated a defense prop, seeing Xu Huo stand unfazed, straight-backed without moving. However, the light arc struck him directly, sending him flying more than ten meters with a series of rolls, even shattering his defense prop!

In contrast, Xu Huo remained unmoved, surrounded by translucent petal-shaped barriers. Not only did they block the light arc, but they also trapped an incoming player outside.

"Haha!" It was a Cannibal Player who came, his mouth and collar full of blood. His eyes opened wide in fury, his torn eye corners suffused with a bloody light. As his eyeballs shifted, one could see behind the whites, as if they would pop out at any moment!