Chapter 383 Madame Butterfly
Chapter 383 of "Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!" starts with unexpected events: Chapter 383: Chapter 383 Madame ButterflyA soft laugh emanated from the room, "The simulation game... Find out more!
Chapter 383: Chapter 383 Madame ButterflyA soft laugh emanated from the room, "The simulation game is always fake, even the blood that flows out isnât red, whatâs the fun in that?"
"Accepting fellow members, killing heretics, that has been the doctrine of the XÄ«nlĂșn Church since its creation. To hunt down two panicked lambs in the game while invoking the name of XÄ«nlĂșn, Mr. Meni underestimates the XÄ«nlĂșn Church."
The speaker was none other than the purple-eyed woman Xu Huo had encountered earlier in the hallway, who spoke in a questioning tone, but her voice did not carry any momentum, instead carrying a hint of languidness, which made her words lose their original meaning and rather seemed like a trivial complaint.
Veyson Meni wasnât serious either, his tone exaggeratedly clarified, "Madame jests. I was born into a wealthy family, received a fine education from birth, and everything from my youth to my career has gone smoothly, without any hardships. But this doesnât mean I lack compassion. Towards players and civilians alike, Iâve always felt that the upper class should possess both compassion and reverence, and should strive to help and guide them, so that they can live a happy and smooth life."
"Thatâs why I knew XÄ«nlĂșn Church was the spiritual haven I had been seeking as soon as I came into contact with it. I am more than willing to become a preacher for the XÄ«nlĂșn Church and help it grow in Zone 011."
The purple-eyed woman covered her mouth, laughing until she nearly cried, "The cultists of the XÄ«nlĂșn Church are lions, are wolves, never lambs."
Meni poured her a full glass of wine, "Of course, I wonât alter the doctrine. The existence of the XÄ«nlĂșn Church is to battle the nightmares of the gaming world, to fight for a bright future for the masses, to create a brand new world for our next generation."
The purple-eyed womanâs laughter subsided, she rested her cheek on one hand and leaned against the sofa, scrutinizing the man opposite her before she said, "Youâre a bad man. But I like bad men."
"Thanks for the compliment," Meni raised his glass, then added, "I had long heard of Madame Butterflyâs renowned name, and I never expected you to come to Zone 011. This meeting gift is a personal token of mine. There will be a unique banquet in Zone 011 in a month, and I hope Madame will honor us with your presence."
Madame Butterfly responded with a smile.
At that moment, it seemed Meni received some information, apologized, and then rose to leave the room.
The room now only contained Madame Butterfly.
From the balcony, Xu Huo pushed open the French windows, swept the curtains aside, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, meeting again."
Madame Butterfly took out a small hand fan and began to wave it, saying without surprise, "A man lurking outside a womanâs window at this hour canât be up to any good."
Xu Huo leaned against the French window, gazing at the woman from a distance of about ten meters, "You donât like Veyson Meni."
Madame Butterflyâ fan stopped mid-wave, "What makes you say that?"
"If you liked him, you wouldnât let me listen from outside for so long." Xu Huo smiled, "Furthermore, you actually despise him."
"No woman likes a greasy man, especially one who is so full of himself, thinking he can win favors with a mere game?" Madame Butterfly said, "Whatâs more, itâs only incidental."
Xu Huo smiled without a word while Madame Butterfly lifted her eyes to look at him, "You hiding here, youâre not the person heâs looking for, are you?"
"Thatâs not it, purely a coincidence."
"Is that so?" Madame Butterfly drank her wine with indifferent curiosity, "I thought you were following him just now."
"I was just curious about who Veyson Meni was looking for," Xu Huo spread his hands, "Just joining in on the excitement."
Madame Butterfly pursed her lips into a smile, "Youâre too curious."
"One of the interesting things about humans is their curiosity," Xu Huo paused, then added, "How long will you stay in Zone 011?"
Madame Butterfly raised an eyebrow, "Didnât you just hear?"
Xu Huo nodded, "At least a month."
Madame Butterfly stayed silent, seeming to wait for him to continue.
But Xu Huo did not carry on with the topic, instead, he stepped back, exiting the room, "If fate allows, weâll meet again."
Having said that, he flipped out over the balcony.
In the room, Madame Butterfly rose from the sofa, walked over to the balcony in her high heels, picked up the rose he had left behind, and gently twirled the thorny stem. In an instant, from stem to petal, the rose withered, turning to gray dust that fluttered to the ground.
Xu Huo, having left the room, did not go far. He lingered for a while in the corridor opposite the garden, just in time to see Madame Butterflyâs gesture with the flower. He smiled faintly before moving away from behind the pillar.
The hunt in the game didnât stop, eventually turning into a full-on hunting game. The number of bodies in the corridors and rooms increased. Veyson Meniâs sought-after fox had been captured and brought to the altar for the ritual, which was exactly where Xu Huo had gone after leaving the room.
The only target left now was the hyena, but after
Black Wolf, the fox, and the hyena did not leave the game even when they were being hunted. One reason might be that they couldnât force an exit like the players, and secondly, even if they exited the game, they could not escape.
Therefore, these three were either Grey Players working for the government, who, by all means, did not want to re-enter the instance with a restart ticket, or they were simply trained Evolvers, possessing certain strengths but inferior to the players.
After all, players have limitations, and a high mortality rate. To keep the vast expanse of Zone 011 running, most of the work is still done by ordinary people.
Although he did not get exact information, Xu Huoâs search was not entirely fruitless. After coming out, he checked "Zheng An" and the Rongxin Group, cross-referencing names and related materials, and then discovered that Zheng An was a finance worker for one of Rongxin Groupâs subsidiaries that specialize in medical equipment. Pulling one carrot brought out a bunch of mud, and from Zheng Anâs network, he discovered the middle-aged manâs identity. He was a distant relative of Zheng Anâs, a former security guard at Rongxin Group who retired after an accident. Thanks to Zone 011âs welfare policies, he had managed to settle in a building constructed by Rongxin and now works from home.
These two were in cahoots.
However, Xu Huo had no connections with Rongxin Group, and the middle-aged man was probably tracking him most likely because of something related to Deng Xuan.
As for Deng Xuanâs network, Xu Huo spent some money to look into it. He was just a small fry; his bossâs surname was Jing, known as Brother Jing, who, aside from trafficking materials, also dabbled in the information trade.
The intersection between these two parties boiled down to either resources or information exchange.
Now that Rongxin Group had dealt with Zheng An and was also tracking the person he had liaised with, the player who had come to kill him that day was probably sent by Brother Jingâs side.