Master of Kaidan-Chapter 573: Why Do Card Players Like Not Having a Target?

"Ah, right, right, right..."

As Feng Xue’s words left her mouth, the entire room instantly fell silent, and in that instant, the attention on Feng Xue was directly erased, then the three roommates instantly turned into statues.

"Interesting!" Observing her three roommates whose movements had stiffened while maintaining their seated pose, Feng Xue’s eyebrows slightly raised, and with a flick of her finger, a strand of "Inner Qi" precisely struck the mango girl in the bunk above on the head, creating a light popping sound.

The girl jerked back from the hit on her head but showed no reaction; on the contrary, the ghost girl in the bunk below, who was directly affected by the "Ah right, right, right," recovered from a brief delay and started moving around the room as if nothing had happened, as if she was just taking a normal ride.

As she moved, the other two roommates also slowly began to regain movement, and the mango girl, who was flicked on the forehead, seemed to finally recover from a frozen state, exaggeratingly exclaiming,

"That hurts!"

"What’s wrong?" the bread girl in the bunk above immediately asked. The mango girl rubbed her forehead, looked around in confusion, and then said blankly,

"I don’t know, it feels like something hit me."

"It looks a bit red; it might be a beetle or something?" the ghost girl glanced over and gave a fairly plausible guess, while Feng Xue leaned on her bunk, watching the three NPCs act it out.

At this point, it was evident that the roommates had different targeting mechanisms; both the bread girl and the mango girl were of the type that needed a "target object," so they would crash without Feng Xue as their target.

Meanwhile, the ghost girl did not require a specific target; hence she continued to operate "autonomously" even after losing Feng Xue as a target.

Then something interesting happened—

As the ghost girl continued her autonomous behavior, both the bread girl and the mango girl seemed to recover from the bug and started to operate autonomously as well.

Just as Feng Xue was speculating if there might be some hidden mechanism involved, the mango girl, sitting closest to the door, handed her finished Milk Chocolate wrapper to the ghost girl, saying,

"You’re closer, help me throw this away."

"Oh." The ghost girl, seeming quite docile and kind due to not triggering any rules, took the plastic bag and turned to toss it into the trash bin.

But as Feng Xue watched in astonishment, the originally red trash bin turned green the instant the Milk Chocolate plastic bag was about to fall into it, and suddenly, multiple branches burst out, tightly binding the ghost girl and, to her disbelief, dragged her into the trash bin.

A chilling sound of chewing came from the trash bin, and a crimson liquid spilled over the rim, slowly re-dying the green trash bin red.

Yet the mango girl, who had caused all this, sat there quietly as if nothing had happened, and the entire room froze again in that instant.

Observing the again motionless mango girl and bread girl, Feng Xue’s lips twitched involuntarily, seemingly because with Feng Xue no longer being a target, the targeting mechanisms of the mango girl and bread girl had restarted, and it seemed the ghost girl just happened to meet the requirements of their targeting system, so the bread girl and mango girl appeared to have taken the ghost girl as their new target.

"This is indeed interesting..." Feng Xue mused to herself, watching the two who had now become akin to statues frozen still, and thought about just staying hidden like this until the end.

"Just as the atmosphere hadn’t lasted for two minutes, the doorknob of the room suddenly turned. At that instant, Bread Girl and Mango Girl became lively once again.

As the door opened, Bread Girl immediately asked,

’Why did you only come back now?’

’You have no idea how many people lined up outside the bathroom! And there’s no heater in there - I almost froze to death!’

Before she appeared, her voice arrived first, and the one who came through the door was none other than the Ghost Girl who had just been swallowed by the trash can!

Hearing Ghost Girl’s words, Bread Girl waved her hand and said,

’It must be because the heater in here is too strong. Look at us, we are sweating. Ugh, let’s open the window!’

Without waiting for Ghost Girl to respond, Bread Girl pressed down on the window latch and forcefully lifted it up.

Almost when the window was opened to the height of a fist, a chilling wind gusted in, and a white bird, about the size of a sparrow, flew into the room along with the snowflakes. Its sharp, glowing claws grabbed Ghost Girl’s hair without asking.

With unimaginable strength, the tiny creature hoisted Ghost Girl, who was about 165 cm tall, towards the window, forcibly dragging a fully grown human through the gap no wider than a fist, even leaving strands of flesh hanging on the edge of the window.

Feng Xue watched this scene and looked at the two who had frozen again, and couldn’t help biting the inside of her cheek, feeling the wind that could pierce through the Masked Rider’s thermostat continuously pouring in. She reached out from her seat and closed the window back down.

Just as she completed this action, Bread Girl and Mango Girl suddenly moved again.

’Fuck!’

Feng Xue was startled, thinking that her behavior had broken the ’right, right, right’ barrier and was just about to respond when the door was opened once more.

Ghost Girl entered the room with a relaxed face and complained,

’That damn bathroom is too cold! Eh, wasn’t the heater on in here?’

’What is this automatic persecution machine?’ Seeing Ghost Girl, who sat at the foot of the bed as if nothing had happened, Feng Xue suddenly felt the urge to laugh, but she was worried that too dramatic a movement might change the target of her roommates’ hostility. She forced herself to hold it in, simply tossing the salt she held in her hand at the foot of the bed, and quietly watching what other tricks would unfold.

In just three short hours, Feng Xue witnessed, with her own eyes, Ghost Girl enduring various deadly traps with a frequency of every ten minutes. Apart from being snatched away by an animal outside the window and being swallowed by a trash can, she was also taken away by a ghostly silhouette greeting her from outside, and because she ordered food during a non-meal time and talked to a green-skirted conductor, she ended up changing clothes and joining the conductor’s queue, essentially breaking every rule imaginable on the train.

By eleven o’clock, when Ghost Girl hadn’t returned, and with her two roommates as stiff as statues, Feng Xue heard the train’s announcement again—

’Attention, passengers, we will soon enter Zhamendar Station and will be stopping for thirty minutes. Since this area is part of Kent Country, please adhere to the local customs...’

As this announcement played, Feng Xue couldn’t help but redirect her gaze towards the window, where the plains, now thickly covered with snow, were slowly approaching a rather shabby-looking building." freewebnσvel.cѳm

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