Chapter 722: The Opponent's Danger Level Equals a Tabby Cat
A single slash swung out, but it clearly got stuck halfway. Bai Wenxian's expression relaxed, and at the same time, he tossed out a small parachute pack with his other hand: "Found you!"
The parachute pack deployed toward the spot where the blade was stuck, but it automatically split open the next second. Still in a half-illusion state, Bai Wenxian couldn't see what had destroyed the item, but that didn't matter—he only needed to confirm Xu Huo's location.
"Deskmate of yours!" he shouted toward the spot directly in front of him. However, at that moment, the knife in his hand slowly powdered away, and his trait didn't activate. He felt no one approaching him!
"Crack!" Something broke beneath his feet. Bai Wenxian looked down and found he had unknowingly stepped onto a white staircase. The staircase shattered, and he continued to fall!
A person could be killed by mental power. If he fell all the way to the bottom in this illusion, he might very well die. Bai Wenxian immediately threw out an iron chain with a small hook, latching it onto the beam of the Wax Figure Hall. But he had barely steadied himself for a second when the iron chain also rapidly powdered, and he began falling again!
"Let's talk this out. Don't you want to get out?" he shouted loudly. "I know how to leave the Wax Figure Hall!"
The next second, his fall stopped, though he was still in darkness. A door approached from far to near, and when it opened, Xu Huo stepped out. "You'd better be telling the truth."
Bai Wenxian caught his breath, sizing him up, and said, "You're not standing in front of me right now, are you."
Xu Huo raised an eyebrow. "You have one more chance."
Bai Wenxian's expression darkened. "It's just as you said—if someone hasn't obtained a clue, the strange tale they tell won't manifest. This is essentially an equal exchange. They got the clues, so they have to pay the corresponding price."
"No basis," Xu Huo said directly. "Long Aotian didn't necessarily get the clue."
"Are you so sure Xie Ling is telling the truth?" Bai Wenxian said with a hint of mockery. "Women are good at lying, especially women in the game. Look at her, timid as a mouse, but if she were truly that timid, how could she have survived in the game?"
"That has nothing to do with whether she's pretending. I'm not interested in other people's survival methods." Xu Huo said as he prepared to leave. Bai Wenxian pretended to hold him back but actually seized the opportunity to charge toward the only open door.
Xu Huo seemed to have anticipated this move and simply stepped aside, watching him rush through the door.
Bai Wenxian hadn't expected this, but regret came too late. As he plummeted rapidly, a staircase growing out of the darkness smashed his head, and within half a minute, he was dead.
[Congratulations to Passerby A for killing a Black Player. Please receive the inheritance:]
[Player Nickname: On the Cliff]
[Player Type: Black Player]
[Occupation: Extreme Athlete]
[Player Level: D]
[Number: 475975]
[Evolution Rate: 39%]
[Primary Traits: Death Always Accompanies Me; The Only Survivor in the Team; Property Seizure]
[Items: ① Composition Analyzer; ② Clumsy Axe; ③ Absolute Anti-Freeze Bag; ④ Danger Prediction; ⑤ Chance of Survival; ⑥ Risk Transfer, etc.]
Xu Huo briefly reviewed Bai Wenxian's inheritance. Most of his items were related to survival, quite practical—besides essential gear for rock climbing, surfing, and other sports, there was even a short-duration flight suit.
But the core items were the "Composition Analyzer," "Danger Prediction," and "Chance of Survival."
Bai Wenxian had used the "Composition Analyzer" before. It could analyze the components within a complete object, much more useful than a simple soil composition analyzer. It didn't list elements but could determine what might be inside an object based on its composition. If it detected human remains, it would directly indicate a corpse.
Moreover, this item always gave a result prompt after use, so Bai Wenxian had lied the second time he used it.
"Danger Prediction" could assess the danger level of a holder interacting with an object or person based on known data.
Xu Huo pointed it at Xie Ling, who was watching him warily from a distance, and tested it:
[Based on known data from both sides, the opponent's danger level is approximately equal to an underage tabby cat facing an unevolved human.]
Xu Huo paused, then stored several high-level items from his body into the game panel. The result was the same.
It seemed that the "known data" from "this side" included the information in the game panel, but the opponent's side might not—it was likely based on the items the opponent was currently wearing and their physical strength.
He then tested it on the corpse on the ground and the giant wax figure at the door.
[Based on known data from both sides, the opponent's danger level is approximately equal to a roadside pebble.]
[Based on known data from both sides, the opponent's danger level is approximately equal to an adult brown bear facing an unevolved human.]
Xu Huo couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the giant wax figure and used the third item, "Chance of Survival."
As the name suggested, this item determined the most likely escape route in an absolutely dangerous environment. Facing the giant wax figure, the item gave a survival chance of 60%.
At first glance, the number wasn't high, but compared to other places, it was already an absolute advantage. Aside from this giant wax figure, the survival chance for any other spot in the front hall of the Wax Figure Hall was only 10%.
"The wax figures are melting again!" Xie Ling's voice interrupted him. "Do we have to wait until the wax figures melt to get out?"
The survival chance suddenly dropped to 58%.
Xu Huo pulled Bai Wenxian's corpse up. "Let's go back inside the hall first."
Xie Ling looked at him with uncertainty. "Go back? Why not charge out while the wax figures are melting?"
"We're underground now. We can't charge out," Xu Huo said. "The wax melting is squeezing our activity space. This place might be sealed with wax soon."
He walked ahead without caring whether Xie Ling followed.
After hesitating for two seconds, Xie Ling took out a disc-shaped item and shot it at the giant wax figure. The spinning item brought up wind blades a meter long, like a rapidly rotating propeller, cutting into the wax figure. But it got stuck after two seconds and was buried by the flowing wax.
Xie Ling tried to retrieve the item, but wave after wave of melted wax quickly spread to her feet and began to rise. A strange waxy smell hit her, and she coughed, forced to give up and quickly enter the Wax Figure Hall.
Sealing the hall's door shut, Xie Ling turned to look at the room's walls. The wax was melting faster than before. Seeing Xu Huo standing by the wall, stuffing Bai Wenxian's corpse into it, she hurried over. "Need any help?"
Xu Huo had already tied a kite string to the corpse and said, "If you have a tracking item, you can use it."
Xie Ling immediately stuffed three or four small items into Bai Wenxian's clothes. "Even if he's buried underground, we'll still find him!"