Master of Kaidan-Chapter 513: Empty House

The moment the empty house theory was proposed, even Feng Xue was slightly stunned, and he almost believed it if it weren’t himself who was identified as the empty house.

Based on this empty house conjecture, he instantly thought of various subsequent developments, such as real players driving the ghosts out of themselves through a ritual and then forcing them into "empty houses" to devour each other.

Subsequently, he connected the theory to the office worker man whom he had always found difficult to understand.

Seemingly ordinary, without emotional fluctuations, and without a specific stance, if placed within the Original Unlimited Flow System, he would undoubtedly be a Guide.

But Feng Xue didn’t think this guess was correct because it was unreasonable.

If the plan from the beginning was to let only one of the eight players survive, there was no need to give them three whole days, nor was there a need for so many twist and turns.

Even if it was to test intelligence, power, luck, and many other factors, there was no need to make it like a puzzle game, similar to script killings or secret societies, where a special message or secret is left in each person’s room, sufficient for a quick selection process.

As for the empty house, by thinking one step further, one could understand that it was meaningless, after all, if one drives the ghost within oneself to an "empty house," wouldn’t one then become the next "empty house?"

Ultimately, this was just the first level of the game, where the requirement was merely to survive for three days, always thinking about taking advantage, and looking for shortcuts, would rather lead to misunderstandings.

Thus, he casually spread his hands and said,

"I don’t mind if you think that way, and whatever tricks you want to play are up to you, I just want to live through these three days."

Having said that, he stood up, ready to return to his room to watch them perform.

The man with a red face and a bald spot thought he had guessed correctly and immediately stood up,

"Stop!"

However, Feng Xue clearly had no intention of paying attention to him, and the surrounding players were either veteran silver coins or newbies, the remaining two either possessed by ghosts or had other schemes, naturally, no one would actively step forward to help him stop the man.

And this red-faced bald man apparently had ambitious but inadequate talent, though he could shout loudly and courageously, he was incapable of taking even a single step, despite his constant harsh talk, his feet remained unmoved.

Feng Xue was not surprised by this, but as he opened the door, he turned around and said very casually,

"There’s a saying I find quite reasonable, don’t listen to what a person says, watch what they do, think more, understand?"

After that, the door closed with a "snap".

"What an attitude! This is..." The red-faced bald man seemed to want to protest a few words, but realizing that no one paid him any attention, his voice gradually lowered, then he noticed that even the blue-faced man who previously seemed inclined toward his side had silently moved away from him.

"Hmm." The beer-bellied student snorted softly and turned towards his room, the rest of the people didn’t leave immediately but just looked at each other, completely ignoring the red-faced bald man’s thoughts.

The red-faced bald man, suddenly isolated, began to turn purple in the face. After huffing once, he also turned and left.

Feng Xue sat in the room, continuously twirling the expensive pen in his hand, while his consciousness connected with his Poisonous Insect Body, monitoring the movements of several players. Although he felt this beginner’s guide actually didn’t need to be so complicated, observing the ways of the Evil Stream was a diversion nonetheless.

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"Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock!" freewēbnoveℓ.com

The repeated knocking irritated Feng Xue. She put away her "Expensive Steel Pen" from the pen and then headed to the door. She didn’t need to open it to know what was outside; though she had expected it, Feng Xue was still somewhat surprised as she opened the door.

"Hah~~" She yawned artificially and looked at the six people blocking the doorway, asking with some confusion,

"What’s up? Didn’t I say? Make your own plans, and don’t drag me into it."

"That hanged ghost is dead." With no further niceties, the office worker said bluntly. Feng Xue paused slightly upon hearing this and then frowned,

"How did she die? Can a hanged ghost even die?"

"I don’t know." The office worker shook his head emotionlessly, but the man with the flushed, balding head interrupted directly,

"Stop beating around the bush. It’s clear he’s playing dumb. The ’hanged ghost’ was that woman with a noose around her neck. She’s dead! Hanged in the living room."

"So what?" Feng Xue tilted her head, appearing quite indifferent,

"She carried a noose with her, clearly a ghost that was hanged. Isn’t it normal for a hanged ghost to look for a substitute to hang? You aren’t thinking about that empty house again, believing that the ghost has come after me, are you?"

Seeing Feng Xue’s nonchalant demeanor, the onlookers also slightly furrowed their brows, but just when everyone was about to say something, they suddenly paused and instinctively took a step back.

"What’s the matter?" Feng Xue asked as if nothing was amiss, but looking at his shoulder, none of them spoke up, not even the previously aggressive, flushed bald man who quickly shook his head,

"Nothing, just wanted to let you know. With the ’hanged ghost’ gone, it might roam around in this room. Just be careful."

"Got it." Feng Xue nodded, closed the door, and then took off the ’ghost hand’ on her shoulder.

This wasn’t any common funny series ghost hand; rather, it was the original of what spawned those series—the ’Quantum Mechanics Ghost Hand’.

With such a hand, the hypothesis about the empty house was self-refuting. He was curious what excuses these malevolent-planning people would concoct next.

"But speaking of which, it’s also interesting. Even the ’Poisonous Insect Body’ doesn’t know how she died. A unique killing rule? Or some special game mechanism?"

Feng Xue recalled the images received by the ’Poisonous Insect Body’, the flickering between darkness and light, the image of the woman hanged in the living room, which still concerned him.

"I thought the first to die would be one of the three newbies, or perhaps the flushed bald man; instead, it turned out to be the hanged ghost... Is there infighting among the wolves, or... is there a ’Hidden Wolf’ that can deceive me?"

Meanwhile, the six people outside were sitting in the living room, the flushed-faced man darkly said,

"You all saw it, he’s already able to control his own ghost. He must have killed that woman last night, devoured the hanged ghost!"

Although the flushed-faced man was certain, everyone else simply didn’t care and started exchanging whispers in a circle that seemed to have formed at some unknown time.

Surprisingly, the physically frail fat man didn’t follow the office worker like the green-faced man, nor did he stick with the tightly covered woman following the seemingly harmless student; instead, he sat alone in a corner, lost in thought.

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