Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 779 2

Fang Youhua seemed to notice Yu Shijiu's gaze, and turned back to nod at him shyly.

Yu Shijiu smiled subconsciously: "..."

Wait... why is he laughing?

Fang Youhua threw his teammate's head into a flowerpot like that, why was he laughing?

【Ding. 】

The system's female voice, which had been absent for a long time after the group entered the game instance, suddenly appeared, its tone having a mechanical quality.

[Congratulations to the guild "Eye of All Things" for currently leading in exploration progress.]

[Current guild exploration progress of "Eye of All Things" is 5%]

[Guild "Alive" Exploration Progress 3%]

"..."

Yu Shijiu was slightly startled when her thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

He reflexively wanted to look at Anjie and the others beside him, but he forced himself to stop himself from turning his head.

Xu Han, who was already drowsy, was instantly awakened by the sudden system voice in his ear.

"What's this?"

Xu Han's eyes still showed signs of drowsiness, and he asked with some surprise:

"How could they suddenly be two percent ahead of us?"

"..." Yu Shijiu hesitated, glancing at Fang Youhua and the other players who were clearly surprised not far away, and lowered her eyes to say:

"Maybe they buried that female player named Xiaonan."

Besides, Yu Shijiu didn't know where the Eye of All Things could have a two percent higher exploration rate than them.

"Buried..."

Xu Han was a little confused, "Placing someone in their final resting place counts towards the dungeon exploration progress? That sounds strange—"

Xu Han's voice stopped abruptly.

He suddenly thought of something, and his expression became somewhat complicated.

Yu Shijiu had also thought of that. He blinked, rubbed himself against the pillow, and said:

"Go to sleep, and we'll see if Mom comes to see us tomorrow."

Xu Han hesitated, but ultimately chose to shut up and go to sleep.

Behind the two, He Lingling, An Jie, and Chen Yi were unable to sleep for a while.

He Lingling watched Fang Youhua and the others who were still busy filling the soil, and her heart sank.

A two percent lead in exploration doesn't seem like much, but they're still unsure what that two percent actually means—and so on.

He Lingling suddenly thought of something.

She stared blankly at the two male players tamping the soil in the flowerpot with their feet, and an unbelievable yet perfectly logical guess slowly appeared in her mind.

Could it be that the reason for this 2% is... that all "Thumbelina" grows out of the soil?

Because the players in the Eye of All Things went to touch the soil where "Thumbelina" grew, they are temporarily ahead by two percent in exploration progress.

If that's really the reason, He Lingling wouldn't feel worried at all.

It's just a matter of touching the soil; Thumbelina will have to go through a whole host of terrible things afterward, and they can easily make up for that tiny two percent.

Having figured this out, He Lingling finally couldn't resist the weariness that came from the depths of her mind. She curled up in the flower petal blanket, yawned, and fell into a deep sleep.

Anjie and Chen Yi both breathed a sigh of relief after figuring out the reason for the two percent.

Chen Yi was the first to fall asleep. He was too tired, especially after being picked up by his adoptive mother and swung around by his feet. He was not in good physical or mental condition.

In a short time, all that remained was Anjie watching the Eye of All Things players who had finished climbing down from the flowerpots, and she slowly closed her eyes.

After almost all the players in the "Living" guild fell asleep, Fang Youhua's expression, which had been smiling the whole time, suddenly changed.

She glanced at the two male players struggling to climb out of the flowerpot and said calmly:

"Remember to wash the dirt off your hands and feet before you go back to sleep."

The two male players were visibly taken aback, with one of them, who was slightly overweight, hesitating.

"Sister Fang, we have no water—"

"Paper will do."

Fang Youhua interrupted him, saying, "The soil in this flowerpot isn't very wet. Remember to throw away the paper after you wipe it clean."

The two male players said somewhat awkwardly, "Sister Fang, we don't have any paper."

Fang Youhua: "..."

Fang Youhua glanced at them several times, then finally took a pack of tissues from her system inventory and threw it into their hands, saying:

"Drudge it, and remember to wipe it clean."

After saying that, Fang Youhua turned around and said to the other Eyes of Myriad Phenomena who didn't know what to do, "Go back to your own beds and sleep. If you hear any noise at night, don't get up or respond. Got it?"

"Yes, I'll remember, Sister Fang."

"..."

All the players, including the two male players, nodded solemnly.

Fang Youhua's lips slowly curved into a smile, but she forcibly suppressed it.

"good night."

"..."

Fang Youhua returned to her matchbox bed and lay down.

The other players, like her, quietly returned to their beds and crawled in, forcing themselves to sleep regardless of whether they were sleepy or not.

For a moment, only two male players, their faces contorted with grimaces as they cleaned the dirt and mud from the soles of their shoes, had not yet returned to their matchstick beds.

"...Why does Sister Fang insist that we clean the dirt off our clothes?"

Another, slightly thinner male player muttered, "Judging from the backstory, we all come from the earth, so a little mud on our feet shouldn't be a problem—"

"Shhh."

The thin man's mouth was suddenly covered by the fat man, whose face showed a complex expression, and he said with some annoyance:

"You don't want to live anymore? There must be a reason what Sister Fang said. Would she really harm us?"

"Not always."

The thin man couldn't resist prying his hand away, cautiously glancing at Fang Youhua who was motionless not far away, and whispered:

"You should have heard about Sister Fang's past—"

"Li Bo!"

The fat man was quite frightened and quickly stopped the thin man, Li Bo, from saying anything further:

"Are you out of your mind?! Where are we right now? This is the Guild Tournament dungeon! The Guild Tournament dungeon!"

"……cut."

Li Bo's expression stiffened when he was stopped, but he knew that what he had just done was wrong, and he complained irritably.

"Zhang Rao, you're too cowardly."

"Me, a coward?" The fat man named Zhang Rao sneered. "So what if I'm a coward? Even if I'm a coward, I wouldn't talk about Sister Fang behind her back!"

"……you!"

Li Bo was somewhat embarrassed and angry, "Are you perhaps interested in the other party's affairs—"

"Li Bo".

Zhang Rao's voice turned icy. He stared intently at the furious and embarrassed expression on Li Bo's face and said:

"I know that the president's decision to promote Sister Fang to vice president has offended many people in the association."

"Including Brother Hua's side."

Zhang said, "You're one of Brother Hua's people, right?"

Li Bo's face, contorted with embarrassment and anger, suddenly froze.

He stared in shock and uncertainty at Zhang Rao's chubby face, somewhat nervous:

"What are you saying? I don't understand, what's with all this 'Brother Hua' stuff—"

There's no need to hide it.

Zhang Rao interrupted him, saying coldly, "I'm on Sister Fang's side."