Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 531 Countdown

"But your sister probably doesn't want you to come back."

Yu Shijiu thought about it carefully, then looked at Lin Shuli and added:

"She asked you to leave, probably because she wanted you to live on, along with her share of the burden."

To become a journalist, to become Lin Shuli... to become a living, breathing person with an independent personality, and to live a good, happy, and fulfilling life.

Lin Shuli laughed, coughing as he looked at a blurry, blood-red scene.

"...I want to...I want to live a good life too, sister..."

Lin Shuli slowly closed his eyes, and the corpse gradually dissipated in front of Yu Shijiu.

At the same time, the long-absent game system notification sound rang in the ears of all the surviving players.

The instance "Fuling Hotel" has been cleared, and there are currently 12 players remaining.

[Two minutes remaining before leaving the instance "Fuling Hotel"... Players are free to move around during the remaining time.]

At this moment, the nun, Shepherd Gui, Grandma Mutangtang, Shi Yuanwu Jie, and other players who were lying scattered on the ground all woke up.

These players, who had just regained consciousness and were still somewhat disoriented, were surrounded by numerous blood-stained body parts, presumably those who had died in the "Fuling Hotel".

Sister Mutang and the others woke up quickly and were now wandering around, looking at the hotel that seemed to have never been opened before.

"Pitiful."

Yu Shijiu heard the nun sigh.

He turned his head slightly and saw the nun squat down, looking down at the upper body parts of a female player's corpse on the ground, and reaching out to Mu Gui for something.

Mu Gui quickly took out a large towel from his system backpack and handed it to her.

The nun took the towel, made a simple cross in front of her chest, and gently covered the female corpse with the towel.

She did the same thing only to the female players' corpses; she didn't even glance at the men who had died tragically. Yu Shijiu even noticed that when she accidentally kicked a man's corpse, she disgustedly pulled her foot back and wiped the tip of her shoe on Mu Gui's calf.

Yu Shijiu didn't know what Mu Gui was thinking; he only knew that he found it quite interesting to watch.

The nun seems to really hate men.

It turns out that what the players in town were spreading wasn't true.

Yu Shijiu walked towards Chen Yi and the others, and began to announce the names of the dishes they needed to eat when they went out.

Chen Yi's face was still a little pale, but he still gently reached out and patted Yu Shijiu's shoulder, smiling as he said:

"Okay, make all the dishes."

Xu Han's angry voice came from behind: "What about me! What about the dishes I ordered?"

He Lingling snorted coldly and rolled her eyes, which were still bloodshot.

"The dishes you ordered will be made tomorrow."

Xu Han exclaimed in shock: "I don't want to! Why? Why?! This is so unfair, so incredibly unfair!!!"

Chen Yi burst into laughter, coughing as he reassured Xu Han, "Do it, do it! Do it all!"

Looking at their smiling faces, Yu Shijiu pursed her lips and hesitated before saying:

"We don't necessarily need to do so much—"

"Why not?"

Just a second ago, Xu Han was arguing and bickering, but suddenly he leaned over and put his arm around Yu Shijiu's shoulder, whispering:

"Don't worry, Brother Chen only needs to cook, we'll all take care of preparing the ingredients!"

The implication is that Chen Yi was not particularly tired.

“Xu Han said the right thing this time.” He Lingling also joined in, a smile curving her lips.

"Besides, we can rest a bit longer after we go out before cooking, so it's just a little later... But Shi Jiu, are you very hungry right now?"

Yu Shijiu shook her head, "I'm not that hungry."

"That's good."

He Lingling said, "Then we can sleep a little longer after we go out."

Chen Yi, unable to get a word in edgewise, was momentarily at a loss for words: "You guys are really—"

"what happened?"

Xu Han turned to look at him, "We are very obedient and sensible, perfect young people in society!"

He Lingling coughed because she was choked.

Yu Shijiu remained bewildered, "Although I'm quite obedient and sensible, I've killed someone—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xu Han covered Yu Shijiu's mouth and glared at her: "What murder?! You barely escaped death, can't we talk about something positive?"

Yu Shijiu's hand holding the axe trembled slightly. After suppressing the muscle tension that almost made him lift the axe, he smiled softly with his eyes crinkling.

"Okay."

"Sigh, Shi Jiu, you're good at everything, except you're too honest..."

Xu Han let go of Yu Shijiu's hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and started nagging incessantly.

He Lingling was tired of listening, but she didn't interrupt. She would just say a few sarcastic remarks from time to time, which made Xu Han very angry. He would say that he was about to have a heart attack. Then He Lingling would roll her eyes at him several times.

As for Chen Yi—

He stood quietly watching the three of them chat, his gentle gaze falling on the smiling Yu Shijiu, and the pressure on his chest gradually eased.

...Heaven knows how loud his heart was when he saw Xu Han cover Yu Shijiu's mouth and Yu Shijiu instinctively tried to raise her hand.

The really big kind.

Chen Yi felt that he might really be getting old.

Otherwise, during this game instance, his heart would be pounding wildly every time...

In the corner, Mu Tangtang pulled Grandma Mu, who was gradually turning to wood, to the place furthest away from everyone, and looked up to touch Grandma Mu's somewhat stiff face.

"grandmother."

Xylitol rubbed the slightly stiff skin on her hand and said softly:

"We're leaving soon... Don't be afraid."

Grandma Mu habitually smiled and said, "How could Grandma be afraid? Grandma will never be afraid."

Mutangtang paused as she touched her face.

Perhaps her thoughts were too turbulent, because by the time Mutangtang noticed the dent in her hand, it was too late.

Grandma Mu in front of me was still kind and gentle.

She squatted down and looked at her granddaughter. A small patch of skin next to her cheekbone was pressed down, revealing a dense pattern of wood lines, which also smelled strongly of machine oil and wood.

"Tangtang?"

Grandma Mu's smile became even more stiff. "Are you angry now?"

Xylitol: "..."

She didn't move her hand away; she smiled slightly, her eyes narrowing, and tilted her head to smile again.

"No, Grandma."

Mu Tangtang touched her face, snuggled into her arms, and whispered:

"I'm just thinking about some things..."

Grandma Mu looked down at the top of her head. "What are you thinking about?"

This time, Xylitol did not answer.

She nestled in Grandma Mu's arms, gently closed her eyes, and sighed slowly and softly.

...Just as I expected.

It's fake, it will always be fake.

If it really were...Grandma, she certainly wouldn't have responded so calmly.

Xylitol thought calmly.