Xu Shuo wiped clean the fruit knife and inserted it back into the pocket of his pants casually, as the white lab coat fell down, concealing its outline.
He smiled, "What are you talking about?"
Luo Kai stood at the door, his mouth opening and closing as if he had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.
Just now, for a moment, he had thought this little newcomer had been contaminated by something bizarre.
Ah, no, this is a Level 1 newcomer?!
Surely, he had been contaminated!
"Why did you change your clothes?" asked Luo Kai with an ambiguous tone; he felt a strange sense of danger about the youth at this moment.
"Bought them from the store. They have a defensive effect," Xu Shuo said casually, patting his dirty white lab coat.
Luo Kai nodded, then suddenly asked, "What about the Little Ghost?"
He still stood at the door, not rashly entering, his gaze passing over the brutally dismembered corpse on the floor, searching for their target.
"Here," Xu Shuo pointed towards the shelves.
On the train's shelf, black viscous fluid kept dripping from the cracks, with the twisted and hideous Little Ghost perched on top, clutching the Dreamcatcher Xu Shuo had carelessly discarded.
Perhaps out of curiosity about what it was, the Little Ghost had sneakily snatched away the Dreamcatcher while Xu Shuo was dealing with the passengers.
Now, noticing the gaze of the two men upon it, it immediately threw away the Dreamcatcher, black empty eye sockets oozing viscous fluid, glaring at Luo Kai with bared teeth.
In an instant, countless black tentacles whipped out like lightning!
Luo Kai: "???"
Why is it targeting me again?
Before the attack hit, Luo Kai quickly stepped out of the carriage, spinning to hide behind the car wall. Bang, bang, bang! The black tentacles pierced through the wall of the carriage, narrowly missing his head.
Luo Kai wiped away the cold sweat and waited a good while but heard no further movement inside.
He carefully peeked around the corner, and suddenly, right up close, he found himself eye to eye with a pair of black, blood-streaked hollow eyes!
Luo Kai's eyes widened, and golden-red flames instantly enveloped him, the encroaching darkness withering away into black smoke as it touched the fire, and the Little Ghost, as if hurt by the blaze, screeched and retreated.
Then, Luo Kai grasped his sword and swung it from below in a fierce diagonal slash, the searing flames blasting like a tornado into the carriage!
Standing in the middle of the carriage, Xu Shuo quickly sidestepped to avoid the flames, which roared past his face, the rolling waves of heat lifting the hair from his forehead.
Bang!
The fire impact at the tail of the carriage scattered, burning through the black viscous fluid, casting a faint blue glow.
The Little Ghost shrieked sharply as the fire approached, jumping frantically atop the carriage, with its black viscous fluid splattering everywhere, and finally leaping behind Xu Shuo.
It seemed scorched by the intense attack, still emitting black smoke from its body.
Leaning on his sword, Luo Kai stood coughing violently, looking incredibly pale, his breath greatly weakened.
"Help me..." he called out again.
Xu Shuo pulled out the fruit knife from his trouser pocket, twirled it, and a flash of silver shimmered, slicing a bright line in front of the Little Ghost.
[One-Click Kill MISS.]
A message like this suddenly popped up in the corner.
Xu Shuo paused, squinted slightly, and stepped forward, gripping the fruit knife firmly.
The Little Ghost was ablaze with a faint blue fire, emitting black smoke from the flame, and at this moment, wounded, it was extremely ferocious, its black tendrils flaring out like spider legs.
As he approached, the needle-sharp tendrils lashed out fiercely, clinking against the fruit knife he used to block.
Xu Shuo stared at the twisted and grotesque Little Ghost, and an odd smile suddenly appeared on his usually calm face. He dodged the piercing attack, his figure instantly appearing beside the table, and a huge shadow loomed over the Little Ghost in the flickering flames.
The compartment's walls were burning, the light casting mysterious and unpredictable shadows on the young man's face.
It looked at Xu Shuo, its pitch-black gaze unfathomable.
Xu Shuo was wiping the fruit knife, and, feeling something, looked up.
He stared at the Little Ghost calmly, then suddenly chuckled: "Let's leave this space."
"What?"
Luo Kai hadn't caught on and thought he was talking to him.
But the next moment, the burnt Little Ghost emitted a sharp and piercing screech again!
The soul-piercing cry made people feel disoriented, and the train carriage full of filth and stench also twisted, as if a vortex was swallowing everything.
...
Boom—
After a loud booming noise, Luo Kai shook and had to steady himself against the train carriage's wall.
Outside, the sunlight was brilliant, and the train was moving normally.
He looked up to see a clean green train carriage, no sticky black liquid scattered around, no broken corpses lying scattered on the floor, and no nauseating stench of decay.
Just the strong smell of smoke.
Luo Kai took a deep breath of second-hand smoke, then turned to look at Xu Shuo beside him and asked, his soul questioning: "Why did it pull the time back again? What did you just say to it?"
This incident had already happened, so even if the time were reversed in this Illusory Realm, it wouldn't do any good!
The young man lowered his head and didn't say a word. He was still wearing his blood-stained white lab coat, with bright red blood spread across the lapel, shaped like blood spraying out from a throat slit from the front.
He opened his lab coat, revealing the black handle of the knife protruding from his pocket, the shape of the fruit knife outlined by the black trousers snug against his thigh.
Generally, those who dare to carry a sheathless knife like this are ruthless people.
And the young man's current image, in this ordinary train filled with the atmosphere of life, was somewhat eerie and frightening.
Who would wear blood-stained clothes to take a train?
Then, he pulled out the fruit knife from his pocket, the smooth blade glinting with a cold shine under the sunlight.
It had an unsettling sense of danger to it.
Luo Kai rubbed his arms: "Bro, what are you doing?"
Xu Shuo looked up at him, smiled politely and warmly, then his expression became curious, and he thoroughly looked Luo Kai up and down.
This gaze made Luo Kai's scalp tingle.
"You look rather pale; are you sick?" the young man suddenly asked with concern.
For some reason, Luo Kai felt like his response might influence certain outcomes, like playing an RPG game where two storylines appeared before him.
He always trusted his instincts!
So Luo Kai shook his head seriously: "No, I'm fine, I'm just naturally pale!"
He didn't even lean on the carriage wall to stand anymore, straightened his thin frame, and even made his breathing sound much stronger.
Xu Shuo looked at him again, then lifted the corners of his mouth: "I see."
After that, he tossed the fruit knife, played with it briefly, then turned and entered Carriage No. 13.
That leisurely stance, as if he were strolling.
But the blood-stained clothes, the glinting fruit knife, were really out of sync with the atmosphere of the carriage.
The young man's lips wore a faint smile, as if the place was deserted, and he walked straight to seat No. 69, without a moment's pause, his hand holding the fruit knife swung, instantly slicing the middle-aged man's throat!
Bright red blood sprayed out, staining the white lab coat red again.
Outside, Luo Kai's face was blank with confusion.