Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 699 Fish Soup

"Never mind..." Sun Qin bent down and pulled the blanket up a bit more over He Lingling, muttering, "As long as you're asleep, I thought you were pretending to be asleep..."

No longer bothered about whether He Lingling was awake or not, Sun Qin carefully covered herself with the blanket and then sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

...Whether she could survive tonight kept swirling in Sun Qin's mind, making her head ache terribly.

I think it's possible... but we still need to think of something better.

Sun Qin sighed, glanced at the door which was inexplicably silent, thought for a moment, then nestled next to Shi Yuan, tilted her head, and closed her eyes to rest.

You should get some rest for now.

Sun Qin closed her eyes and thought.

In the corridor just a door away, Wu Huimin stared intently at the closed door, her lips moving as more blackish-red putrid fluid oozed out. She slowly raised her hand to wipe her mouth and then slowly backed away.

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The first floor of the ship's cabin.

After running around in a series of right and left turns with Feifei, Yu Shijiu finally saw the cafeteria and his eyes lit up.

"We're here! We're here!"

Yu Shijiu was delighted: "Let's go see if there's anything good to eat."

"..."

Lu Chusheng remained silent, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

—If Yu Shijiu is still wondering if there will be anything good to eat in the cafeteria at this hour, he will be 100% disappointed.

If they've started eating human flesh, how could there possibly be anything good to eat in the cafeteria?

As you enter the cafeteria area, the aroma that wafts out even before the sounds of people fill the air, wafting into the noses of both you and your cat. It's so fragrant that it's almost intoxicating.

Lu Chusheng quickly shook his head, staring warily at the canteen entrance where the sheep-headed people were queuing not far away.

"Well, it smells so good."

Yu Shijiu seemed completely oblivious to the unusual scent and quickened her pace, walking forward several more times.

Lu Chusheng had no choice but to follow.

Whether it smells good or not is secondary; the main thing is that Yu Shijiu must not eat it later.

Once inside the canteen and into the queue, the aroma became even stronger, even masking much of the fishy smell of the sea and the muttony smell of the sheep-headed man.

This rather strange "smell" easily evokes some unpleasant thoughts—such as those players who "died" last night.

Nearly thirty players died overnight.

Will their bodies—

"what?"

As a smiling sheep-headed man carrying a bowl walked past Yu Shijiu, Lu Chusheng heard Yu Shijiu let out a puzzled "Eh?"

Lu Chusheng subconsciously looked up—"He looks kind of familiar."

Yu Shijiu looked down and said, "Why does its face look a little familiar?"

familiar?

Lu Chusheng's heart sank, and he looked intently at the sheep-headed man who had just walked past.

Lu Chusheng's gaze lingered for a very long time on that face, which was covered in white wool, had become horizontal pupils, and even had horns on its head, making it unrecognizable as a sheep-headed man.

So long that when the sheep-headed man looked up at him in bewilderment—Lu Chusheng lowered his eyelids and pretended not to see him.

How could it not look familiar?

Lu Chusheng thought coldly—this sheep-headed man that Yu Shijiu said looked familiar was sleeping on the large communal bed diagonally opposite Yu Shijiu just a few days ago.

Lu Chusheng remembered him—before he became a goat-headed man, he was a somewhat muscular, slightly hunchbacked male gamer in his thirties.

The male player had been very inconspicuous these past few days, as if he was constantly curling up to avoid being discovered by the NPC monsters... but seeing his current hopeless state, he still fell for it.

The kind that can't be saved.

Lu Chusheng was a little irritated, but he just scratched the ground with his paws a few times, keeping his eyes down and not saying a word.

—Although he really can't speak now.

Yu Shijiu, who had finally figured out the "identity" of the goat-headed man from his memories, was also somewhat silent. He simply shook his head with a sigh and continued walking forward with the group.

Lu Chusheng, who had been observing his expressions and actions throughout, was speechless.

He thought Yu Shijiu's "imitation" was quite good; these small gestures, which looked like sighs or expressions of sympathy, were really heart-melting.

Captain Lu, completely unaware that he had already added several layers of filters to his feelings for Yu Shijiu, felt a pang of sympathy (I don't even know what I felt sympathy for).

Thinking that Yu Shijiu would be "sad" because of her brief moment of "kindness," Lu Chusheng's annoyance at figuring out the sheep-headed man's identity disappeared by most. He gently rubbed his head against Yu Shijiu, receiving a gentle pat in return.

Lu Chusheng squinted comfortably, just about to enjoy himself a little longer, when he heard Yu Shijiu suddenly lean close to his head and rub his cheek against his fluffy forehead several times.

"Wow."

A boy's cheerful whisper came from above: "It's so cute, all fluffy! It gets cuter as it gets older!"

"..."

Lu Chusheng remained silent.

The people of Yangtou were all very considerate, and with no one cutting in line, the queue quickly reached Yu Shijiu.

The ram-headed NPC standing behind the table stared at Yu Shijiu and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What to eat?"

"Hey?"

Yu Shijiu blinked, feigning surprise. "Can I choose any of them?"

The ram-headed NPC slowly nodded: "Okay."

Yu Shijiu was genuinely surprised this time.

He looked down at the several iron buckets on the table, his gaze lingering on the bucket closest to him for several seconds.

The iron bucket in front of me is filled with a full bucket of milky white... fish soup?

The savory aroma that wafted over told Yu Shijiu that this was fish soup... but wasn't the fish soup a little too white?

It's thick and viscous, it feels a bit like there's too much milk powder in it.

Yu Shijiu was amused by her own thoughts. After smiling modestly, she picked up the bowl and said:

"Then please serve me a bowl of fish soup first."

Without saying a word, the sheep-headed NPC served him a large bowl of fish soup and even used an iron spoon to scoop out two large pieces of milky white and slightly reddish fish meat and put them into his bowl.

"The rain has stopped today."

The sheep-headed NPC said, "This was an extra meal specially prepared for the guests on the upper floors."

"There are also stir-fried fish and pan-fried fish dishes over there. If you want to eat them, just go and get some yourself."

"...So much fish, and meat too?"

The way Yu Shijiu pronounced the word "fish" sounded a bit strange, but he nodded happily, "Okay, okay, I love eating fish the most."

Lu Chusheng's heart stirred, and he remembered the sentence.

He remembered that he had cooked crucian carp soup quite well; it was probably one of the few dishes that could still maintain its quality... Once he was out of the dungeon, he would cook a pot for Xiao—no, he would have someone deliver it to Yu Shijiu.

It wasn't made specifically for Yu Shijiu... He just wanted to see if his skills had deteriorated.

Lu Chusheng's thoughts were getting stranger and stranger, while Yu Shijiu was happily carrying two large bowls out of the cafeteria.

"This is fish soup."

After walking past the line of sheep-headed people, Yu Shijiu finally found an empty spot to squat down.

He first placed the fish soup on the ground and introduced it with a smile:

"This is fried fish."