Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 627 Save Me?

"You lied."

The short-haired female customer's voice rang out softly, "You're just afraid, why?"

She leaned closer to He Lingling's ear again, "Why are you afraid? I won't hurt you, how could I possibly kill you..."

As the short-haired female customer spoke, He Lingling felt herself sweating even more. She swallowed hard in fear, carefully considered her words, and then shook her head.

"No, I'm really not scared..." He Lingling tried hard to suppress the trembling in her voice and replied with a smile:

"I was just, just thinking about something... it's about you, Miss, why did you say you couldn't get off the ship?"

He Lingling tried to change the subject in order to make the short-haired female customer feel more comfortable:

"We could have gotten off the ship. As long as the ship returned and reached the shore... we could have all gotten off, right?"

"..."

The short-haired female customer's strange, horizontal pupils shifted, and she stared intently at He Lingling's face. After a few seconds, she suddenly sighed.

"You're so naive..."

The short-haired female passenger said, "If it were the last time we went out to sea on a ship... what you said isn't wrong, but it's a pity..."

He Lingling's heart sank, and realizing something, she stopped breathing for a moment. "Miss, what exactly do you mean by that—"

"literal meaning."

The short-haired female guest burst into laughter, and the entire room was instantly filled with her sound.

“We’re having such bad luck,” the short-haired woman said with a laugh. “Not just you, but me too. We’re both having such terrible luck…”

"If only we had come on this ship last time, we could have disembarked safely... Hahaha, what a pity, what a pity..."

The short-haired female guest in the room laughed louder and louder. At the same time, He Lingling, who also noticed that the other party was emotionally unstable, twitched her brow, slowly raised her head, and tried to expose her neck as much as possible.

The short-haired female guest, still leaning against He Lingling's neck, suddenly had tears of blood streaming from her eyes. The thick, cold tears slid down her cheeks, stuck to her chin, and finally dripped onto He Lingling's neck.

It was icy cold.

He Lingling started shivering from the cold, her teeth chattered, and for a moment she couldn't even open her mouth.

“…Miss.”

He Lingling endured the cold and tried to open her mouth, speaking indistinctly:

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"..."

The short-haired female customer's laughter stopped abruptly. She quietly pressed her tongue against He Lingling's neck, which was dripping with blood and tears, and gently, stickily, stuck out her tongue to lick her neck.

“…I want to say,” the short-haired female customer sobbed, “if it’s possible, if it’s possible, could you, could you take me with you, take me with you…”

"..."

He Lingling's eyes widened suddenly.

She looked down in disbelief, meeting those empty, horizontal eyes once more—this time, she saw no murderous intent in them, but instead… a deeper, more profound pain.

The short-haired female passenger... she was struggling, she was begging for mercy... she was pleading for a "hope" that could take her away from the ship.

why?

He Lingling stared blankly at the short-haired female customer, somewhat confused.

Why did she feel, at this moment, that her position was... as if she and the short-haired female customer had been switched?

What's even more terrifying is... that the short-haired female customer could say such a thing means that she actually knows she's been trapped in a certain "game instance," consciously watching everything that has happened around her repeat itself...

He Lingling's heart skipped a beat.

—But this is something that only the dungeon boss should know.

How did the short-haired female customer find out?

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"Here it is."

After searching the entire room of the female guest, Yu Shijiu finally pulled out a soft, curled-up "goatskin" from the bottom shelf of the wardrobe.

Compared to that headless, and obviously mentally challenged fat man... this "goatskin" seems rather timid.

Having been dragged out by Yu Shijiu, it curled itself into a very thin and small white wool blanket. If it weren't for the oversized goat's head giving it away, Yu Shijiu might not have been able to discover its existence.

"Tsk."

Yu Shijiu poked at its goat head with his axe, and clicked his tongue when he saw that the goat didn't even look at him and just wanted to shrink back.

"Does each 'goatskin' reflect the personality of the client it was associated with?"

But the female guest didn't seem timid at all; at most, she was just gentle and spoke softly. And she hadn't done anything bad to them.

Except for scary things.

Of the two people and one cat present, only Xu Han was frightened a few times.

"probably."

Xu Han squatted to the side and carefully touched the unusually docile "goatskin" with his hand, whispering:

"Madam has a really good temper. Several times I thought she was going to scratch me, but she never touched me at all—"

Xu Han suddenly stopped speaking, exclaiming, "Holy crap!"

His sudden outburst of curses instantly drew the attention of Yu Shijiu and Lu Chusheng.

The latter glanced at Xu Han disapprovingly, feeling that he was leading Yu Shijiu astray.

Yu Shijiu didn't care what Xu Han said, and asked curiously:

"What's wrong? What did you find?"

"I...I,I..." Xu Han swallowed hard and tried to say, "I suddenly remembered something. When I was pulled in, Madam...Madam seemed to look up at the other rooms..."

Xu Han still remembered the footsteps that echoed behind the doors of the other rooms after he was pulled into the room—did this mean that many "guests" actually wanted to pull an "employee" into their rooms...?

But why?

Xu Han felt a chill run down his spine, and he whispered:

"I have a feeling that the lady pulled me in here actually, to save me?"

"..."

Xu Han and Lu Chusheng were both stunned.

The former looked slightly bewildered, while the latter's pupils turned vertical, showing a hint of surprise.

“…” Yu Shijiu thought about it seriously and then nodded, “If you put it that way, I really feel like I’m saving you.”

Putting everything else aside, just look at that fat man who grabbed Yu Shijiu. If it were Xu Han who was grabbed by that fat man... Yu Shijiu suspected that Xu Han would probably need quite a few props to escape.

Putting everything else aside, you'll definitely lose a lot of points and items.

"She's saving me..." Xu Han couldn't help but glance at the female customer whose head and body were separated by the dressing table, and asked with some confusion, "Why is she saving me?"