Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 580 Eggs

Sun Qin's expression was so terrified that He Lingling's heart sank and her back went cold.

A terrible suspicion slowly rose in her mind—

"Let me see."

Shi Yuan, who was by the window, realized something and quickly walked to the bedside and lowered his head.

He Lingling stiffened her neck and raised her head, asking in a dry voice, "My neck, what's wrong?"

She clearly didn't touch anything...

"..."

Shi Yuan stared at the black and red line on He Lingling's neck that seemed to be embedded in her skin, and hesitated for a moment.

"Shi Yuan, tell the truth."

He Lingling noticed the hesitation in her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

"...I can handle it."

Since I'm not dead yet, it means she'll be fine for the time being.

Shi Yuan hesitated for a moment, then took out a small mirror from his system inventory and shone it on He Lingling.

"It just looks like there's a black line on his neck."

Shi Yuandao said, "It's just that the color and shape always remind people of some unpleasant things..."

"...Don't you guys think, don't you think this is a bit, a bit like," Sun Qin swallowed and whispered:

"Does it look a bit like the stitching that's been sewn back on after a head has been cut off...?"

"..."

He Lingling and Shi Yuan fell into an eerie silence.

Perhaps realizing how terrifying her words were, Sun Qin immediately shut up and slapped herself in the mouth.

"No, I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense, I was just talking nonsense—"

He Lingling grabbed the hand that was trying to slap her own mouth, and frowned, saying:

"Why would you hit yourself? You're not wrong."

Sun Qin looked at her blankly: "Shouldn't you slap yourself for saying the wrong thing..."

He Lingling pursed her lips, glanced at Sun Qin with a complicated look, and did not press her to find out why she thought that way. She simply looked in the small mirror, gently touched her neck, and sighed softly.

"Looks like I'm not having much luck."

He Lingling said.

Shi Yuan's expression was complicated: "Were you marked by a monster?"

"Probably."

He Lingling did not deny her guess, and sighed:

"I never expected that I, a prophet with little offensive power, would be the first player in the dungeon to be marked by a monster."

This is incredibly bad luck.

"……fine."

Shi Yuan considered his words carefully before saying, "At least he's not dead."

"..." He Lingling pinched her brow and said tactfully, "If you don't know how to comfort someone, you don't have to say anything."

Shi Yuan straightened up. "I'm serious."

No matter what... being alive right now is the best thing.

Sun Qin cautiously interjected, "So what do we do now? Lingling, what about that seam on your neck—no, that black line?"

"Let's see what happens tonight."

After seeing the black line on her neck, He Lingling was not so scared anymore.

I was just marked, it's not like I'm sure I'll die... Just like Shi Yuan said, it's good enough that I'm alive.

"At night? Will the black lines disappear at night?"

Sun Qin asked blankly.

"Do not."

He Lingling slowly got out of bed, preparing to take a shower and change out of her sweat-stained white dress.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the goat that bit off its own head in the dream will come to me tonight."

Sun Qin: "..."

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

He Lingling felt unwell all over, so she walked to the wardrobe, grabbed an identical white dress, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

On the bed, Sun Qin, realizing what had happened, turned her head to look at Shi Yuan, "Lingling, is what Lingling said true?"

"There is a greater than 90% chance that it is true."

Shi Yuan patted the wrinkles on her skirt and said:

“Tagged players are more attractive to the monsters that come out to kill at night than we are.”

"This is what some jokingly refer to as 'priority players who get hunted down.'"

Sun Qin: "..."

She felt even more scared.

Sun Qin has an unusually youthful appearance, and with her slender limbs and fair skin, she looks rather pitiful, like a little white lamb when she's scared...

Shi Yuan couldn't help but glance at her several times, and sighed, "No wonder they chose us for this game instance."

Judging from their appearances, whether it's Wu Huimin, the local resident who was suspected of being tortured and murdered, or He Lingling and Sun Qin, or even Shi Yuan herself... their looks and figures can actually be categorized into the same "type".

Slender, fair-skinned, timid (questionable)...and, she looks like the type who is easy to bully and dares not fight back.

This type is also what many rich second-generation individuals "like" in reality.

Shi Yuan, who once had long hair, was also "pursued and liked" by these rich second-generation heirs for a long time.

Unfortunately, this kind of "liking" seems passionate and beautiful, but in reality, it treats them as "pets"—no, "livestock" would be a more accurate description.

Whether it's a pet or livestock, neither of them can be strictly considered as human beings.

Sun Qin didn't quite understand what she meant, and was also surprised that a mocking sneer, like a forced smile, suddenly appeared on the other person's face.

"Shi Yuan—"

Boom boom boom!

The sudden knocking interrupted Sun Qin's cautious questioning and made the sarcasm on Shi Yuan's face vanish instantly.

At the same time, He Lingling, who had just turned on the shower in the bathroom, lowered her head slightly, looked at the fine water droplets slowly splashing on the floor, and gently raised her hand to touch her neck.

It feels soft and warm to the touch, and is also sticky with sweat stains from excessive perspiration.

If He Lingling hadn't seen the black and red line in the mirror, she would never have realized that she had been "marked".

...This is actually a pretty scary thing—knock knock knock!

The knocking interrupted He Lingling's unease. She turned her head to look at the tightly closed bathroom door, her brow furrowing slightly.

At this time, besides Mr. Yao...

"..."

On the bed, Sun Qin's face was still somewhat pale. She hurriedly put on her shoes while saying:

"...Could it be Wu Huimin?"

Shi Yuan was about to open the door when he heard this and nodded slightly: "It's either Wu Huimin or Mr. Yao."

Sun Qin's hand trembled as she put on her shoes.

Wu Huimin isn't human... and Mr. Yao certainly isn't either. Luckily it's daytime... otherwise, I'd really be a little scared...

Sun Qin took a deep breath, her expression hardening.

She can't stay this scared forever, or she'll die a horrible death sooner or later. She needs to learn from He Lingling, who remained calm and collected after discovering she'd been "marked"...

dong dong dong-

When the knocking was repeated for the third time, Shi Yuan opened the door.

"Shi Yuan, good morning."

Wu Huimin stood outside the door with a bright smile.

Wu Huimin looked at Shi Yuan, who had come to open the door, his mouth still bearing a deep purple bruise. She smiled and handed him the plate she was carrying.

"Would you like some eggs? They're very fresh."

Shi Yuan looked down at the egg handed to him, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a bright smile that was not much different from Wu Huimin's.

"Eggs?"