Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 642 Window

Xu Han shrugged indifferently upon hearing this and chuckled:

"It's okay, it'll be fine in another five or six minutes."

This sentence sounded really strange, and Yu Shijiu couldn't help but frown:

"What do you mean it'll be fine in five or six minutes? If you really hit someone, Xu Han, you can treat yourself—"

"I can't heal myself."

Xu Han's embarrassed voice rang in Yu Shijiu's ear.

"Well, it's not that it's definitely uncurable. After all, my body is healthier now. Simply put, if I get injured, I can only tough it out myself or use healing items... Don't worry, Shi Jiu, I can definitely save others."

The last sentence seemed to be spoken quickly and heavily by Xu Han, who was afraid that Yu Shijiu would find it offensive. After finishing, he casually glanced at Yu Shijiu's face several times.

"..."

Yu Shijiu silently took several steps forward.

Xu Han followed, his face pale.

Lu Chusheng, who was standing next to him, guessed what was going on and looked up to see the anxiety in Xu Han's eyes.

Lu Chusheng sighed inwardly.

Xu Han's talent skill seems very useful... but compared to pure "healing", he looks more like a "human power bank".

After the two people and the cat entered the kitchen, a thick layer of white down grew on the skin and flesh of the internal organs and bodies that Yu Shijiu had pieced together.

wool.

Yu Shijiu stopped in his tracks when he smelled the increasingly strong muttony odor emanating from those bodies.

Xu Han, who was anxiously following behind, also stopped, staring at the pile of "body parts" on the ground that were almost unrecognizable as flesh, and clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"Wow, that's a lot of wool. It seems Mr. Yao didn't dare to go into the kitchen earlier—hey Shi Jiu, do you think Mr. Yao was deliberately trying to lure us out?"

"Yes."

Yu Shijiu walked around the kitchen and picked up the mop that was placed behind the door.

He tentatively poked the mop handle at the wool-covered "corpse"—instantly, countless wool swarmed onto the mop head, spreading so quickly that it reached the middle of the mop handle in just a few seconds.

Yu Shijiu quickly released the mop, looked down at the mop that was instantly covered in wool, and his expression turned cold.

"Is this pollution...or devouring?"

Xu Han, standing beside him, looked even paler under the eerie white light. He swallowed hard, his face ashen, and whispered:

"I have a bad feeling about this. Is this kind of 'wool' contagious to anyone it touches?"

If any of them had reached out out of curiosity and touched Mr. Yao's broken body parts just now—wouldn't they have been instantly wrapped in this wool?

Thinking of that scene, Xu Han rubbed his arms, which were covered in goosebumps from fear.

That's terrifying, holy crap!

"It must be pollution."

After a moment's thought, Yu Shijiu came to a conclusion, turned around, grabbed Xu Han's arm, and forced him to put his hand on his shoulder, saying:

“I suspect Ah Jin will be here in a bit, we should get out of the kitchen.”

Xu Han was a little confused by his series of actions. "Shi Jiu, I can walk by myself—"

"You still need time to recover from the side effects, right?"

Lu Chusheng, who had been silently following behind the two, raised his eyelids and looked at Yu Shijiu.

From his perspective, Yu Shijiu was half-forcibly dragging Xu Han out of the kitchen, his eyelids lowered as he said indifferently:

"Unable to fully recover from one's own body, one can only forcibly heal the wounds of others... This is a desire akin to sacrificing oneself for the sake of others."

"Brother Xu Han".

Yu Shijiu suddenly let out a short, soft laugh. The laugh sounded extremely strange in the deathly quiet and dimly lit corridor, carrying a chilling indifference that made Xu Han's heart sink.

"You really are a selfless and great person."

"Shi, Shi Jiu? What's wrong?"

For some reason, Xu Han suddenly felt that Yu Shijiu, who was supporting him, seemed to be acting strangely.

Especially those three who practically uttered the phrase "great people" word by word.

"nothing."

Yu Shijiu glanced at Xu Han's still slightly weak legs and said with a smile:

"Is there only two or three minutes left now?"

"..." Xu Han was taken aback, then nodded somewhat embarrassedly after realizing what was happening: "It'll be back soon, I'll be able to recover in a bit."

"Brother Xu Han".

Yu Shijiu suddenly sighed. He turned his head and met Xu Han's eyes, who was still a little dazed. His eyes, which were always smiling, were now devoid of any smile.

"My injury is nothing serious, and it doesn't hurt much."

Yu Shijiu said, "You shouldn't have forced me to use my innate skill to heal my physical wounds."

"what?"

Xu Han's eyes widened, and he panicked, quickly explaining:

"No, no, your arm was clearly very badly injured just now, it must have hurt a lot... and the side effects of my innate skill are really mild, it's just that a certain part of my body will be numb and weak for a short while."

"I am used to it."

Yu Shijiu helped him hide in a corner about a hundred meters away from the kitchen, squatted down and waved to "Feifei".

Lu Chusheng, with great awareness, ran up to him and squatted down—and was then grabbed by the boy's head and rubbed with his chin.

"That little bit of pain is nothing."

Yu Shijiu said.

"...I'm sorry." Xu Han's muffled voice rang out, sounding somewhat distressed, with a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment.

"I thought I was doing the right thing."

"...It's not wrong to say that."

Yu Shijiu lowered his head and took a deep breath of the kitten scent emanating from "Feifei," ignoring the varying degrees of muttony smell, and said:

"Thank you, Brother Xu Han."

The boy, who always pretended to be well-behaved, turned his head, smiled, and winked at the somewhat embarrassed Xu Han:

"Your hands are warm."

Xu Han whimpered a few times, feeling both embarrassed and touched, and squatted down on the ground to massage her left leg, which was gradually regaining sensation.

Lu Chusheng, who was being held, felt a little uncomfortable, as if a basin of acidic water had been poured into his heart.

warm?

With Xu Han's slender arms and legs, how warm could her hands possibly be?

Lu Chusheng, listening to Yu Shijiu and Xu Han's whispered conversation, scratched the floor several times in frustration—but Yu Shijiu, who suddenly stopped talking, grabbed his hand.

"Shhh."

Yu Shijiu whispered, "Someone's here, no, it's Brother A Jin."

Xu Han remarked, "Let's not call him 'brother' at a time like this..."

Then he shut his mouth tightly, remained motionless against the corner of the wall, and didn't say a word.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The heavy footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor, making the already dim light in the corridor even darker.

The dim lighting was more to Yu Shijiu's liking. He had been a little worried that if the light was too bright, the three of them would be discovered hiding in this corner.

Darkness is the best hiding place.

Knowing that she, Xu Han, and "Feifei" would not be discovered, Yu Shijiu felt much happier.

The footsteps grew heavier, and Ah Jin's robust, hunched figure became clearer.

"Hu-hu-"

It was the heavy breathing coming from Ah Jin's throat.

Yu Shijiu stared intently at A Jin's retreating figure as he walked towards the kitchen, then gestured for Xu Han and "Feifei" to be quiet.

Before Xu Han could react, Lu Chusheng looked up at Yu Shijiu with a cold, cat-like face.

Yu Shijiu smiled at him and Xu Han, then nimbly and deftly stepped over Lu Chusheng's head with his axe.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

Xu Han stared in astonishment, looking anxiously at Yu Shijiu's departing figure with a headache.

"How--"

A thick, fluffy tail lashed silently toward Xu Han's mouth, making him wince and gasp in pain.

OMG! That hurts!!!

Xu Han looked at the "fatty" in front of him in disbelief, only to see the other party casually licking its paw pads, without even bothering to look back at him.

Xu Han: "..."

He was really convinced.

Lu Chusheng actually wanted to leave—but considering Xu Han behind him, he ultimately just irritably flicked Xu Han's tail again, then lowered his head and began licking his fur.

Xu Han, who got slapped again: "..."

He opened and closed his mouth with difficulty, his face contorted as he moved "Fatty's" tail to the side.

Damn! This place is too small! There's not even room for my fat tail! It's outrageous!!!

The naive Xu Han forgot that how could a corner that could have accommodated three people hiding not be able to fit the tail of a large orange cat? He was inwardly blaming the game's dungeon architecture for having a very serious problem.

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creak.

When Ah Jin pushed the kitchen door, which wasn't closed properly to begin with, open it again, Yu Shijiu, who was behind him, sighed that the second-floor kitchen had truly been "full of misfortunes" tonight.

Ah Jin paused as he pushed the door open. He looked down at the countless twisted and slapped handprints on the kitchen door, his dark, honest face contorting for a moment.

"...Mr. Yao..."

Ah Jin uttered three trembling words from his throat, then gritted his teeth and pushed open the kitchen door.

—No, we have to clean up the rest of the body parts.

Ah Jin thought in a daze—only by cleaning up all the body parts could he safely collect his wages and disembark, and only then could he support his family with his substantial salary…

This pure fantasy shattered instantly when Akin saw the "body parts" covered in wool on the kitchen floor.

Yu Shijiu saw Ah Jin's body begin to tremble, and he also saw that even in fear, Ah Jin still forced himself to walk toward the "body parts" on the floor.

"..." Yu Shijiu tilted his head slightly, and some excited red blood vessels seeped from the edges of his reddened eyes, slowly spreading to the whites of his eyes.

Hmm... Only the braver NPCs will trigger more dangerous events—wait, I seem to have said that I wanted to cherish my life and find my mother.

Thinking that there might be a mother in the Dawn game—the dense red veins in Yu Shijiu's eyes receded like the tide, and he regained his composure.

You need to use your brain.

As Yu Shijiu was thinking, he saw Ah Jin squat down and begin to drag the "body parts" belonging to Mr. Yao from the ground.

They actually dragged it by hand?

Yu Shijiu raised an eyebrow and saw that some white downy hair quickly spread on A Jin's hands and arms. For some reason, the wool that grew rapidly on the mop like a source of pollution seemed to move in slow motion on A Jin's body, at a speed more than three times slower.

Akin seemed quite familiar with the spreading wool, his honest and simple face stiff as he dragged the "corpse parts" held together by the thick wool towards the door.

creak- creak-

The wet wool, along with the skin and flesh, made a teeth-grinding swishing sound as it was dragged, a sound somewhat similar to the squelching sound of someone milking a goat by hand.

Yu Shijiu's gaze suddenly froze.

In the corridor, at the window less than twenty meters away from Yu Shijiu, A Jin stopped dragging the "body parts" and struggled to push open the tightly closed window.

call--

A sea breeze blew into the corridor, and fine raindrops from outside the window splashed through the railings onto Ah Jin's face and body... and onto the "body parts" on his own floor.

"...Don't blame me, don't blame Mr. Yao..."

Akin bent down to tear at the wool-covered "body parts" on the ground, muttering:

“You were going to die anyway…you were going to die anyway…it just happened a day earlier, just a day earlier…”

Upon hearing this, Yu Shijiu's heart raced even faster.

He watched as Ah Jin tore at the "body parts" covered in wool while muttering to himself. The thick wool was violently torn apart, revealing the frozen, white body parts underneath that were beginning to thaw. Blood slowly seeped out, staining the wool red.

laugh--

Ajin kept stuffing smaller pieces of the "corpse" into the gaps in the railing, like stuffing meat into a blender, constantly and mechanically.

Yu Shijiu's eyelids twitched suddenly when the first heavy sound of something sinking into the sea was heard.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

At this height and in this location—if his guess is correct, the window in the corridor seems to be directly opposite the large dormitory-style bunk bed on the first floor…

Do the dormitory-style bunk beds have windows?

Yu Shijiu couldn't quite remember.

As I recall, the dormitory last night did indeed have no windows after the lights were turned off—but here's the question: with so many people sleeping in that dormitory, how did they breathe in the stuffy, cramped cabin filled with all sorts of dirty and smelly odors?

Yu Shijiu immediately thought of the players who were still in the first-floor cabin.

This game instance looks very "friendly," and no one has died so far—it's as gentle and harmless as a "vacation."

But is this really the case?

Yu Shijiu remembered that among the players on the first floor of the ship's cabin, there seemed to be several new players who were entering the official dungeon for the first time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Before Yu Shijiu could finish his thoughts, a piercing scream rang in his ears.

It was the voice of a man who didn't sound very old.

Yu Shijiu frowned slightly, imagining the scene of the players on the first floor seeing the wool-covered corpse pieces falling from the windows—if they were unlucky, they might even get their faces splattered with blood from the thawed corpse pieces in the wool.

Ah Jin, standing by the window, seemed to hear nothing and continued to throw the "body parts" in his hand into the sea through the gaps in the railing.

boom!

Bang bang——!

The continuous, dense sound of heavy objects falling filled everyone's ears, along with the booming of lightning flashing across the night sky above the sea.