Why is my journey to the world of anime a strange tale of rules?

Masaaki Ishido casually made a sarcastic remark, and without hesitation, he further unleashed his power, destroying all the remains of [Jingling] as well.

Rumbling--

Amidst even more violent explosions, the entire structure of the ghost train began to collapse, with large pieces of metal parts falling off. The train slowed down more and more, and gradually it even seemed unable to move the ghost bus in front of it.

"It's almost over, everyone hang in there!"

Upon seeing this, Li Ling shouted to Xiao Hua and the others in the car.

But at that very moment, the lawyer, who had already arrived in the first carriage and was planning to cause further damage before cooperating with Masaaki Ishido to try and open the door, suddenly stopped and looked up at the dark sky above the carriage, whose roof structure had been damaged, where nothing could be seen.

It is the power that belongs to the [hospital].

After realizing that the Ghost Train was nearing its limit, the Hospital made a choice to further enhance the power injected into the train, even if it meant completely destroying everything in its possession, to go all out with the players and kill them all.

hum-

The dilapidated train, which was already on the verge of falling apart, once again unleashed terrifying power.

The power belonging to the [Writer] was also forcibly released once again, aiming to completely control all the players present.

It can still be injected with power? If that's the case...

He tried to resist, but his body seemed to be stuck in the mud, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move.

Even breathing and heartbeats are suppressed, unable to withstand this increasingly terrifying power, and are about to be crushed on the spot.

hum-

It sounded like something was being torn apart.

The already dilapidated train seemed to have been impacted by some extremely strong external force. In an instant, numerous cracks spread across the train's body, and large pieces of metal parts flew everywhere. The restraints on the players were also released at this moment.

who is it?

Akira Toyama, having broken free of control once more, gasped for breath. Then, somewhat astonished, he discovered that the strange train, which had been charging recklessly, was now slowly reversing. It was as if it had been resisted by some incredibly powerful force, and was unable to resist it, thus being pushed backward continuously.

[Shijou Maki arrives to provide support; everyone prepare to suppress and retrieve the core obsession object.]

Then, as Gao Hai's spiritual power spread, a clear, cold voice rang in the ears of everyone present.

On the strange bus, Shijo Maki, who had taken over from the exhausted Yurikawa Hana, simply watched the increasingly worsening condition of the strange train before stepping on the gas.

Chapter 111 Ijichi Nijika's Desire and Shijou Maki's Arrival!

Ichi Nijika pondered for a long time what she could and should do right now.

She saw the train and bus colliding and intertwining amidst the ruins. She could sense the terrifying aura emanating from the train; it was an enemy that the strange bus could never contend with. The thought of engaging in such an extremely dangerous close-quarters battle—what would be the outcome, what sacrifices would be made?—made Hongxia anxious. Especially when she thought of Liang and Xingge, whose fates were still unknown, her unease became even more overwhelming.

I can't just stand by and watch things unfold like this anymore.

The feeling of being unable to do anything and only being able to watch others fight desperately is just awful.

But even if I wanted to do something, what could I possibly do here?

Is there really anything I, someone with no fighting ability and who can't help at all, can do?

The girl was very depressed.

"Tsk, this is really intense. Let's step back a bit further, or we might get caught in the crossfire."

Sai Saki, who was responsible for protecting Nijika, nervously took a bite of potato chip, then got up and pulled Nijika away to avoid being hit by the aftershocks of the fierce battle between the players and monsters.

During this process, Sai Emi would occasionally lower her head in deep thought, or open her mouth as if she were saying something, or subconsciously nod or shake her head slightly, as if she were talking to someone on the phone.

Who are you talking to?

Because she had established mental communication with Takami, Nijika knew more or less about the methods of remote communication between players. She blinked curiously and asked Sai Saki.

"...Yes, I'm communicating with my teammates in the car. Their situation isn't good, so we need to prepare for a retreat."

Sai Emi didn't reply to Nijika immediately. Instead, after remaining silent with her head down for a moment, she turned to Nijika with a somewhat serious expression and said something. She even forgot to eat her favorite snacks and pulled Nijika away quickly.

"Is this like this?"

Hearing this, Hongxia felt a deep sense of worry, followed by a feeling of sadness that she couldn't help even so.

She didn't want to hear news of the players in her team who had helped her, either sacrificing themselves or being injured.

But she really didn't know what she could do, and couldn't think of any way she could help them, to help those players who were risking their lives right now.

Is there anything I can do?

God, Mr. Gao, I don't want to... I don't want to helplessly accept protection from others like this, I don't want to be unable to do anything...

Please tell me, please tell me, what is there left for me to do, what is there that I can change...?

"The situation looks very bad. Are they all seriously injured? It seems we need to prepare to leave."

Sai Emi sighed, her tone tinged with sadness, but her expression remained calm. Clearly, what Nijika found utterly unacceptable—the loss of her squad—was perfectly normal to a seasoned player like Sai Emi. Even though she was still saddened by it, it wouldn't stop her from doing what she needed to do.

"If things go wrong with the bus, I'll summon it from as far away as possible, and then we'll both ride it and try to get out of here. Tsk, but this outcome is hardly unexpected. Interfering in a battle at the Red Moon level is too suicidal. Even with a major objective like rescuing a small number of high-level Red Moon players, you still have to consider your own capabilities. But it's too late to say all this now. Anyway, if it really comes down to just the two of us, you'll be in charge of clearing the bus of corpses. Can you do that?"

Despite confirming with her teammates that Yurikawa had started driving the vehicle, Sai Emi still habitually considered the worst-case scenario, and thus immediately began discussing the team's evacuation after being wiped out with Nijika.

Clearly, this topic made Nijika, who was already feeling depressed, feel even worse. The girl could only manage a few words with Sai Emi, barely managing to hide her bad mood, but her two small hands inside her sleeves instinctively clenched into fists.

"Is the news from the squad really that bad?"

Hongxia finally couldn't help but ask.

"This is very bad. Basically, everyone was crippled in one hit. I don't know if that high school student who is suspected to be Mr. Gao's new wife can handle it. Anyway, I don't think she has a good chance. But the communication interference over there has become stronger now. They've probably started fighting in close quarters again. Anyway, let's be prepared for them to be wiped out."

Sai Emi shook her head, her tone tinged with regret.

Is it causing communication interference?

Hongxia opened her mouth, intending to say something more about this topic, but these words subconsciously surfaced in her mind, and her focus unconsciously shifted to the content that Sai Emi herself hadn't even paid attention to.

It seems that there is indeed interference in long-distance communication in this distorted space.

No, wait, it's not as simple as just interference, is it?

Remember, when she, her sister, and Liang were struggling to escape the subway station, the spatial shield there could even cut off Mr. Gao's communications and power supply. Even though they've now escaped the subway station's alternate dimension, the problem is that this entire city is still in the same alternate dimension. Is it really possible to maintain clear communication under these circumstances?

Is there something very important that hasn't been discovered yet?

"The squad's communications... um, yes, are the squad's communications working perfectly here? I remember communications should be cut off here, right? That's why we're trying to find a way to leave and send messages out..."

Opening her small mouth, Hongxia hesitated for a moment before organizing her thoughts and asking Sai Saki.

"Huh? A communication problem? At first, we couldn't communicate at all; the spatial distortion here is quite severe. But when we got off the bus, I noticed that short-range communication had been restored to some extent. I guess Mr. Gao managed to stabilize several communication frequencies somehow, so that those of us deep in enemy territory wouldn't be unable to communicate with each other. Anyway, I can communicate normally with the bus crew now thanks to a mental frequency. But with your mental strength, you probably can't use that frequency."

Sai Emi had no idea what Nijika was thinking and assumed that she was just curious, so she casually gave her a reply.

"..."

Hongxia quieted down.

The restoration of short-range mental communication frequencies is something that even Rainbow Summer, who isn't a player, naturally can't understand.

However, although she didn't know exactly how to do it, the girl understood that it must require Gao Hai's own power to achieve. In other words, at this very moment, somewhere she couldn't see, Gao Hai was indeed constantly monitoring this distorted space and was genuinely using his power to bring about changes to this place as much as possible.

So, can he hear his own voice now?

Hongxia looked into the depths of her mind, towards the mental communication frequency that Gao Hai had left her.

Mr. Gao, are you there?

After a brief hesitation, Hongxia tried to switch to the communication frequency and spoke into it.

no respond.

There was, unsurprisingly, no response.

So, it seems there's still no way to contact them?

The girl's glimmer of hope was somewhat extinguished, but since she had already made an attempt, she felt a little unwilling to give up just like that.

Mr. Gao, Mr. Gao? Are you listening? Can you hear me?

Please, Mr. Gao, I need help. Many people are being harmed, and many people need your assistance.

Please, if you can hear me, please, if you can hear me...

He repeatedly tried to connect to the unreachable communication frequency and kept speaking into it.

However, the communication was not connected at all, so even if the girl called out ten, a hundred, or a thousand times, the messages still could not reach the person she wanted to hear her voice.

However, these messages that cannot reach their destination do not mean they are useless.

Who is trying to contact Kai-kun? Fujiwara-kun? Yotsuya-kun?

A clear, cool girl's voice suddenly appeared in Hongxia's ears.

"Hey?"

Completely unprepared to receive a call from an unknown number, Hongxia froze on the spot, unable to react for a moment, and even managed to make a sound.

"What's wrong? Did you sense something?"

The sudden shout startled Sai Saki, who turned around and first scanned Nijika to make sure she wasn't contaminated before asking with some confusion.

"No, I... I heard a sound..."

Hongxia spoke softly, trying to find the source of the sound, but she couldn't sense anything.

Whose voice was that?

Although the voice sounded like it belonged to someone of similar age, the voice gave Hongxia a feeling of unfathomable depth. It was as if the other person was not on the same level as her at all, a huge difference comparable to that between an ant and a lion or tiger.

However, it can be trusted.

That's like Mr. Gao—powerful but not terrifying; on the contrary, it inspires trust and a sense of warmth.

If that's the case, maybe I can...

[No, this aura is too weak. It can't be that fat woman with the bow tie or the fat woman with X-ray vision... Ah, no, cough cough, who are you? Why do you have Haijun's communication frequency? Do you know that if I hadn't happened to see these mental messages and covered them up, these messages that couldn't be transmitted might have been noticed by the "hospital"? Hmm... But to get this link, you must be a girl, and a high school student at that, right?]

Before Hongxia could calm down, the voice rang out again.

Unlike the previous cold and aloof tone, this time the girl's voice carried a distinctly complex emotion, like a wife catching her husband cheating on her, but having done so many times that it had become a habit. So at most, she would just sigh "another one" after catching him and that would be it.

"Hey...hey hey..."

Hongxia's face turned red.