Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 657 Biting Off

"Ugh."

Mr. Yao held the cup in his right hand, and the brown coffee inside swayed slightly, creating some wavy ripples.

"You young girls are always thinking about all sorts of nonsense. What can I ask you to do? Would I ask you to do anything bad?"

He Lingling and Shi Yuan remained silent, heads bowed, continuing to feign timidity.

Although Shi Yuan felt that if he were truly scared, he wouldn't question her as directly as He Lingling had just done... but judging from Mr. Yao's current state, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what He Lingling said.

Is he not quite right in the head?

Shi Yuan thought silently.

Mr. Yao in front of me shook his head and gave me some instructions:

"As long as you behave and do what the guests say, they will definitely not treat you unfairly in terms of salary... So, don't be as stubborn as Huimin. If you're stubborn, you'll still have to compromise in the end."

Seeing that Mr. Yao's tone was getting heavier and heavier, and that his feigned concern and admonitions were becoming more and more frequent, He and Shi felt nauseous. The latter nodded while suppressing his nausea.

"I understand, so Mr. Yao, all we need to do is listen to the guest, right?"

"of course."

Mr. Yao nodded with a smile: "We just need to be obedient. As long as we are obedient, we will have everything. Money and such are the simplest things to come."

"..." Shi Yuan lowered his eyelids, glanced at He Lingling who was silent beside him, and asked:

"So you called me here to give me a warning?"

How could you think like that?!

Mr. Yao stared at her angrily, his tone somewhat urgent:

"I'm worried about you! I'm worried that you'll end up in bad situations like Huimin! I'm doing this for your own good!"

He Lingling and Shi Yuan: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, the two nodded in unison.

Mr. Yao then stopped, and said with a smile, "It's even better that you're all so obedient. Come on, are you all very tired today? Is there anything that hurts?"

"..."

He Lingling and her companion felt a jolt in their chests.

What does this sentence mean...? Could it be that Mr. Yao is also committing abuse?

“I have some ointment here to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis,” Mr. Yao said, interrupting their thoughts. “I can provide it for free if needed.”

"..."

They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It seems they were overthinking it.

After a necessary push and pull, He Lingling and Shi Yuan were each given a tube of ointment by Mr. Yao.

"You guys are great."

Mr. Yao, who saw the two off, had a much more genuine smile on his face, and his eyes on his thin-skinned head were curved in a wide smile.

"You'll benefit more and more if you stay this obedient from now on."

"..."

The two girls nodded timidly and turned to leave under Mr. Yao's gaze.

She had barely taken a step when He Lingling seemed to sense something and looked down at the floor.

Near the door, there were scattered pieces of white wool on the floor.

The closer you are to Mr. Yao's door, the more wool is scattered around.

It looks a bit like someone had been squatting by the door for a very, very long time...

He Lingling was quite excited by her own guess and subconsciously looked at Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan also noticed the wool on the floor and unconsciously looked at He Lingling.

Their eyes met, and a certain guess appeared in both their minds.

—Wu Huimin.

The door behind them wasn't completely closed, and Mr. Yao seemed to be peering through the crack, watching their backs.

He Lingling didn't dare turn around, but gestured to Shi Yuan to hurry up and leave.

Shi Yuan nodded silently and quickened his pace.

Only after they completely turned out of Mr. Yao's sight did the two girls' tense backs slowly relax.

"...It's a bit cold."

He Lingling slowed down and her first reaction was to rub the goosebumps on her arms from the cold, then hesitantly looked at the window by the corridor.

Outside the window railing, the increasingly heavy rain pattered on the deck, making a crisp, muffled sound... as eerie as if it were hitting one's heart.

"The rain is too heavy."

Shi Yuan leaned close to the window and looked for several seconds, then frowned and said:

"If the rain continues, or even gets heavier, the danger on the ship will increase."

He Lingling had listened to some radio broadcasts in real life, and upon hearing this, she pursed her lips and said:

"You mean the ship will sink?"

"There are many possibilities, not just this one."

Shi Yuan shook his head and said, "In heavy rain, ships may get lost at sea due to severe weather... or even be damaged."

"...riots are also possible."

"..."

He Lingling didn't refute this, but simply sighed softly and said wearily:

"Let's wait and see. If nothing major happens, I'll be even more scared."

As she spoke, He Lingling unconsciously touched her neck, feeling that the raised black line on her neck was becoming more and more obvious.

Now she feels it's a bit rough to the touch... the black line seems to be getting harder and harder.

why?

He Lingling felt a little uneasy; her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she said:

"Go back and rest first, we can talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow."

Shi Yuan didn't miss He Lingling's gesture of touching her neck, but He Lingling herself didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't say anything more.

"it is good."

As the two figures disappeared into the corridor, the corridor, which should have been empty and quiet except for the lingering sound of rain, suddenly made a "bang".

It sounded like something had fallen from a great height, making a dull thud.

Covered in wool and with her head half-sheep-like, Wu Huimin struggled to her feet. She twisted her neck and glanced at the end of the corridor several times before slowly turning and walking toward Mr. Yao's room.

Bang...bang...bang...

With each heavy footstep on the floor, the wool on Wu Huimin's body grew even thicker.

Thump-thump—thump!

After about three knocks, the door opened, and Mr. Yao's head peeked out from the crack, a smile on his face.

"You're back again—Huimin?!"

"Hee hee hee……"

Wu Huimin, standing outside the door, tilted her head. The ram's horns on her head and her constantly shifting pupils grew larger and larger in the dim light, until they finally transformed into deep, cold, horizontal pupils.

"Brother Yao..."

Wu Huimin called out sweetly, "Why are you closing the door? Are you not welcoming me to come see you?"

The smile on Mr. Yao's face had completely vanished. She stared in disbelief at Wu Huimin, whose head was getting closer and closer to hers, and a sharp scream came out of her throat.

"No! No! No! Go away! Get out of here! Get out of here! I haven't hurt you! I haven't hurt you!!!"

"What are you saying, Brother Yao?"

Wu Huimin's neck made a cracking sound as her face, which was increasingly leaning towards a goat, drew closer to Mr. Yao's face, who was trying to escape but was unable to move.