# Chapter 2365: Fearless Li Chun
The female player wasn't actually trying to trick him, and quickly added, "There's a technique to asking the service staff for information. As long as you don't ask questions that touch on the core secrets of the Fish Feast Building, finding someone or helping spread a message is fine."
After speaking, she waved the White Note in her hand and turned to leave.
"Should we go find a service staff member?" the Painting Woman asked Xu Huo once the woman was far away. "I feel like she was trying to deceive us."
The other party was already far gone, but Xu Huo understood clearly—she had already sold them out as information. Although the Under Dimension and Bounty Platform could be used for communication within the building, the service staff wore internal communicators. This wasn't exclusive to the staff; some well-informed players also had them. Less than a minute after parting from them, that female player had already spread the information about "suspected cannibal players appearing" through her communicator, along with a description of his and the Painting Woman's physical features.
They were inside the Fish Feast Building, so the Painting Woman couldn't easily change her face. Xu Huo had gotten a few masks to alter their appearances, changed their clothes, and even made some adjustments to their height.
"Next time I run into her, I'm definitely going to beat her up," the Painting Woman said, having liked her previous face quite a bit.
Xu Huo ignored her. There was no need to seek out the service staff for now—same reason as before. The service staff might know a lot, but that didn't mean they would tell the truth. Besides, when players asked them for information, they were also leaking information through that channel. In the end, all that information would converge in the same place. He didn't want to be targeted because of the food guests.
The three-hour carnival soon began. When the time came, rooms still occupied by players opened their doors one after another, forcibly ejecting the players before closing again. At this point, all the rooms were sealed shut. No matter how violently those players tried to force the doors open, it was useless.
Clearly, a considerable number of players didn't know about this carnival rule. They had hidden themselves in safe rooms, either hoping to rest for a few days or trying to wait for prey to come to them... but now all their plans had fallen through. When they came out, they were extremely irritable and became the first targets of the hunt.
The carnival had begun, and the eighteenth floor where Xu Huo was located was no exception. Players kept rushing past him. Even if they weren't coming for him, their props and instruments would still affect him. After blocking more than a dozen shockwaves, he was forced into a fight.
It started when one player tried to trap his opponent with a sealing prop, but both sides were too fast. When the prop activated, it ended up trapping Xu Huo as well.
This wasn't a simple sealing prop. The barrier couldn't be easily broken. Xu Huo struck it several times with his Black Blade without any effect. He finally turned to look at the other two people trapped inside the sealing circle with him.
The other trapped player demanded of his opponent, "A restriction-type prop? Aren't you afraid you'll be the one to die?"
The prop holder glanced contemptuously at Xu Huo before fixing his gaze on the man opposite him. "Then try it. Until the prop is dispelled or I die, you're not getting out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two began fighting, completely ignoring Xu Huo standing nearby.
This seemed to be a conditional sealing prop, similar to the player who had used the arena trait on the train before. Under certain conditions, the prop would activate and be difficult to damage.
Dispelling the opponent's prop or directly killing the prop holder was the simplest solution.
Not wanting to waste time here, Xu Huo decisively joined the fight—two against one, ganging up on the prop holder.
He mainly played support, coordinating with the other player to interfere with the prop holder. That player quickly adapted, and after a few exchanges, they were working well together.
The fight naturally became easier. Outside, the Painting Woman was cheering him on and even setting off fireworks with a projection screen.
Probably having never seen such a joyful fight scene, several passing players stopped to watch, observing both the people inside the sealing circle and the Painting Woman.
Some wanted to watch the excitement, while others were looking for an opportunity to strike.
The Painting Woman seemed to have all her attention on Xu Huo, but she still noticed several players quietly approaching her. She stopped and pointed them out, issuing a warning: "Don't come any closer. If you do, I'll have to fight."
The players here clearly weren't the type to listen to advice. Before she could even raise her communicator, someone made the first move. The Painting Woman was slammed against the wall by a light screen, her communicator flying out of her hand.
Seeing that the first strike had landed and the Painting Woman hadn't immediately activated a defensive prop, the attacker chose to engage in close combat. Just as she landed on the ground, that player's blade was already swinging at her neck...
The Painting Woman tilted her head slightly, caught the blade with her other hand, and twisted hard. The long knife fell from the player's grip. She grabbed it like a club and swung it straight at the man's head.
Such an attack naturally couldn't hurt a player, but the player's prop also had no effect on her. So he tried another tactic, using a defensive barrier to try and knock her away.
Having been caught once, the Painting Woman wasn't about to fall for it again. The moment the barrier appeared, she leaped up to the ceiling, then pounced down, tearing through the defensive barrier and latching onto the player's back. She wrapped both hands around his neck and squeezed hard.
The man reached back, grabbing at her arms and hair. Under normal circumstances, such a violent struggle would leave both sides injured. But neither showed any intention of letting go. The Painting Woman's head was nearly pulled down onto the player's shoulder, yet her grip never loosened.
This kind of close-quarters combat was actually quite interesting. For advanced players in a evenly matched fight, it was hard for either side to directly touch the other's body—that player was actually wearing enough defensive props, otherwise he wouldn't have lasted this long being choked. But those props seemed close to being pierced by the Painting Woman's fingernails. And just then, his prop suddenly failed!
It was normal for someone to use restriction props in a fight. So when he couldn't touch the prop sewn into his palm, the player immediately retreated, dragging the Painting Woman along as he slammed into the wall behind them!
The Painting Woman was fearless. She simply refused to let go. After being slammed, she grew even more furious. With a forceful twist, she turned him to face the wall and smashed her forehead into the back of his head!
"Bang!" A sound with a hint of a crack rang out. When that player lifted his head again, his face was covered in blood.
The prop failure time hadn't passed yet. Unable to directly hurt the Painting Woman, the player couldn't shake her off no matter what he did. Even if he tried to take them both down, he would be the only one getting hurt!
That's enough.
Xu Huo, who had already emerged from the sealing barrier, finished off that player and scooped up the Painting Woman. "Alright, your forehead is bleeding."