Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 941 Panic

Brother Lin's condition this time is clearly different from before... Why?

Is there anything different about this instance compared to previous ones?

He Lingling, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Ignoring the excruciating pain of her "Ghost Eyes" activating again, her black pupils contracted sharply to their limit—

In her crimson vision, thick black mist erupted from the old woman's body, shooting into the sky.

The thick black mist surged wildly around the old woman, carrying intense resentment and pain, and instantly spread, disrupting the previously calm and chilly atmosphere inside the carriage.

More importantly, the black mist was no longer just drifting towards the location of the forest, but had begun to indiscriminately infect all living things in the surrounding area.

"not good!"

Despite the pain, He Lingling shouted, "Don't look at her! Don't look at her!"

After saying that, He Lingling felt unbearable pain in her eyes and let out a muffled groan. Xu Han helped her up.

Xu Han stared in horror at the bloody tears streaming down her face, her eyes cracking open. "He Lingling!"

Anjie had already stood up, her eyes sharp:

"Calm down, don't look into her eyes, and don't feel intense fear."

But it's too late to say all this now.

The man in the suit screamed and collapsed, the middle-aged woman collapsed in fear, and the horrified looks of the other passengers who looked like living people were like sparks thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the resentment in the old woman.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the ligature marks on the old woman's neck writhed more violently, and even the light in the entire carriage began to flicker and emit a crackling sound.

Meanwhile—

As if in a chain reaction, several other passengers in the carriage who had their heads down began to twitch and twist unnaturally, making cracking sounds as if they were about to wake up due to the sudden and intense emotional turmoil!

Yu Shijiu saw it too.

He saw the woman in the floral dress in the back seat with her black hair moving without wind, clinging wetly to her pale cheeks, making her turn towards him more clearly, and even leaning her body slightly forward.

Yu Shijiu felt that something was not quite right.

It's not because of anything else, but because it all seems a bit too rushed and outrageous. No game dungeon starts with a killer move right from the beginning.

What makes the Guild Tournament dungeon "The Way Home" different from previous dungeons?

Aren't they all just modified by extracting players' memories?

Lin Hai also looked up amidst the chaos, glancing at the passengers beside him.

The hooded passenger who had been quietly standing beside him raised his head even higher, and under the brim of his hood, the stiff smile on his pale face widened, almost reaching his ears.

Lin Hai's breathing quickened slightly. Because they were so close, he could see that something seemed to be wriggling inside the other person's open, dark mouth.

It looks very similar to the wriggling bruise on the old woman's neck.

Upon noticing the unusual comment from the hoodie passenger, Lin Hai's breath quickened. He leaned back slightly, slumped against the seat, and crossed his arms in front of him. The swirling light in his small pupils moved at an astonishing speed.

In those few seconds, Lin Hai made a decision.

He no longer concealed himself; a powerful, cold, guiding, and distorted mental field spread out from him, actively reaching out to touch, provoke, and amplify the negative emotions such as fear, resentment, and despair emanating from every "passenger" in the carriage!

He Lingling, who is strictly speaking the same type of player as Lin Hai: "..."

He Lingling felt like she was going numb, and she endured the pain to speak with difficulty:

"Xu Han, Lin Hai has completely gone mad! He's actually starting to actively integrate these things!"

He Lingling was on the verge of vomiting blood.

At first, Lin Hai subtly guided the black mist towards Yu Shijiu, which He Lingling could understand. After all, they were competitors, and Yu Shijiu's combat strength was indeed high. His decision to directly "cripple" Yu Shijiu and eliminate him was a normal, selective consideration. However—

However, Lin Hai is simply accelerating the process of the black fog polluting the entire carriage!

Even if He Lingling didn't want to speculate like this, Lin Hai was catalyzing the premature manifestation of certain "things that shouldn't exist"!

He Lingling thought about some possible things, and her blood surged, almost causing her to faint.

Damn! I'd heard Lin Hai liked to cause trouble! But this is just too outrageous! Doesn't he even consider that he and his teammates are on this bus?!

"He wants to turn this car into a 'ghost car' ahead of time!"

He Lingling, panting, forced out a sentence through gritted teeth, gripped Xu Han's wrist tightly, and said through gritted teeth:

"Find a way to stop him! If necessary..."

Meeting Xu Han's gaze, He Lingling said, word by word, "Kill him!"

"..." Xu Han's pupils suddenly contracted, and his hand holding He Lingling's arm trembled, but he quickly tightened his grip again.

"……it is good."

Xu Han nodded and said, "I'll go and talk to Sister An, Brother Chen, and Shi Jiu."

He Lingling was completely powerless, focusing on resisting the constant waves of dizziness that kept washing over her. She slumped in her seat, staring into the carriage with her bloodshot eyes wide open.

wrong.

Lin Hai is a smart man; he would never do something so foolish as to harm himself and injure the enemy!

Definitely! There must be something I've overlooked! There must be something I've overlooked!

Xu Han swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, stood up, and shouted at Chen Yi:

"Brother Chen! He Lingling said that Lin Hai is up to no good!"

Chen Yi instantly understood Lin Hai's intention, and his expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, everyone pay attention to the black fog! Xu Han, eat some candy!"

"Oh, oh oh oh!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Han hurriedly and clumsily pulled two candies from his system inventory, popping one into his own mouth and trying to offer the other to He Lingling, but He Lingling waved her hand in refusal.

Her "Ghost Eyes" were being forcibly activated, trying to discern the trajectory and weak points of the flowing black mist. The soothing effect of the candy was likely to interfere with her judgment.

Xu Han could only put one in his mouth.

The moment he swallowed the candy, the trembling and coldness throughout his body began to slowly disappear.

At the same time, the excruciating pain in Yu Shijiu's left arm reached its peak, and the beast claws under the cloth strip sprang out uncontrollably, their sharp tips piercing through the fabric and revealing a few strands of black and yellow fur.

The call and polluting resonance from the woman in the floral dress and the hoodie-clad passenger next to Lin Hai almost dragged him off his seat and towards them!

"Shi Jiu!"

Anjie turned around and shouted sharply, a short blade shimmering with a pale blue light already in her hand. It was a tool she rarely used, which also had the effects of purification and mental stabilization.

“Look at me! Listen to me! We still don’t know what the destination, the ‘final stop,’ of this vehicle is, but these passengers keep switching back and forth between normal and bizarre! I suspect our mission is likely to be to ‘survive’ and ‘find something that shouldn’t exist’ at the final stop! And now these things may be appearing, and they’re not an unsolvable problem!”

Anjie's voice, like an icicle piercing through the fog, carried her usual calmness and strong willpower, forcefully penetrating Yu Shijiu's mind, which was almost overwhelmed by negative emotions and polluted resonance.

The final destination... Survival... Find it...

Existence... does not mean there is no solution...

Yu Shijiu's unfocused gaze sharpened for a moment. He abruptly turned his head, no longer looking behind him, but staring intently into An Jie's eyes, drawing familiar and reassuring strength from them.

Anjie stared at him steadily, her gaze calm.

"……Um."

Yu Shijiu was breathing heavily, and her right hand gripped the upper part of her left arm even harder, her nails almost digging into her flesh, using the pain to resist the pulling from inside her skin, flesh and bones.

"Chen Yi, protect that couple! Don't let them break down!"

Seeing that Yu Shijiu had regained his senses, An Jie continued to issue orders at a rapid pace.

"Lingling, if you can hold on, continue searching for a way out or any loopholes in the carriage! Also, Xu Han, make sure to treat Lingling and Shi Jiu's mental state!"

Anjie quickly finished speaking, then, holding a short blade, she swiftly stepped into the aisle, blocking Yu Shijiu and the passengers in the back of the carriage who were undergoing "mutations".

In an instant, a pale blue light emanated from the short blade, forming a weak but resilient halo in front of her, barely dispelling the approaching chilling black mist.

Anjie has excellent hearing; she heard He Lingling and Xu Han's conversation clearly and naturally understood what He Lingling meant.

They killed Lin Hai.

Stop the other party from stirring up the black fog inside the carriage!

"Lin Hai!"

Anjie's voice was icy, piercing through the chaotic mental noise and pointing directly to the back row.

"What exactly are you trying to do? Detonating all the contamination prematurely, aren't you afraid that you and your teammates will all die?"

Anjie truly didn't understand.

Like He Lingling, she could completely understand Lin Hai's initial actions against Yu Shijiu, but she couldn't understand why Lin Hai was acting now.

As soon as Anjie finished speaking, the three male players, including Mulanzhi, subconsciously looked at Lin Hai in the back seat.

Lin Hai chuckled softly, his laughter hoarse yet joyful.

"Captain An, you've misunderstood."

Lin Hai smiled and said, "I'm just helping everyone see the truth about this car. After all, it's pointless to keep those 'things that shouldn't exist' hidden away."

Before he finished speaking, the old woman with strangulation marks on her neck suddenly opened her mouth wide and let out a shrill, inhuman scream.

In an instant, the old woman's entire body rose from her seat like a puppet on strings, and with a speed beyond her years, she pounced on the nearest middle-aged woman who was paralyzed with fear!

"Help--!"

The middle-aged woman's screams abruptly stopped.

At the same time, the woman in the floral dress blurred for a moment, and the next second, she appeared in the aisle next to Yu Shijiu, just like a reflection in water, passing through the barrier of the seats!

Yu Shijiu stepped back, her back pressed against the cold car window.

He opened his eyes and stared at the woman in the floral dress who had suddenly appeared in front of him. A damp, cold aura rushed towards him. A pale, swollen hand, with black and red dirt under its fingernails, reached for his left arm, which was wrapped in strips of cloth.

Yu Shijiu's pupils suddenly contracted.

When that hand approached, the source of contamination inside the left arm suddenly thrashed about like a live fish thrown into boiling water, almost pulling the entire arm forward to meet it.

Don't touch it!

This thought pierced Yu Shijiu's mind like an ice pick.

Almost as soon as his thoughts formed, his body reacted first—not by dodging backward, but by suddenly lunging to the right front, towards the aisle where Anjie was.

This action defies all common sense in dodging, and even carries the inexplicable risk of walking into a trap.

But Yu Shijiu was gambling—he was gambling that the woman in the floral dress's "target" was only his left arm.

I'm betting that her action of grabbing her left arm was driven by inertia, and I'm betting on Anjie's reaction speed.

"Sizzle—!"

The woman in the floral dress's sharp fingertips brushed against the strip of cloth wrapped around Yu Shijiu's left arm, making a teeth-grinding sound, like scratching leather.

The cloth strip was torn, and a few strands of black and yellow hair were pulled out by the fingertips, drifting in the air and emitting an even stronger, cold aura that shared the same origin as the black mist inside the carriage.

Yu Shijiu himself fell heavily onto the cold, dirty floor of the corridor, his right shoulder aching from the impact. But he immediately curled up and rolled away, getting out of the woman in the floral dress's reach.

At the same moment, An Jie's figure darted over like a cheetah and stood in front of Yu Shijiu.

"Go to Xiaohan's place."

As Anjie spoke, the short blade in her hand, shimmering with a pale blue light, slashed towards the woman in the floral dress.

Xu Han, on the other side, wanted to come over but didn't dare, so he could only anxiously wave to Yu Shijiu in a low voice:

"Shi Jiu! Shi Jiu! Come here quickly!"

Yu Shijiu: "..."

...Why do I have this strange feeling that Xu Han is calling a dog...?

Yu Shijiu glanced at An Jie, who was blocking his way, and ran towards the seats where Xu Han and He Lingling were.

He had just run over when Xu Han, anxious as ever, grabbed his hand instantly.

The other person anxiously used their innate skill to remove the contamination from his left arm, muttering to themselves:

"Ugh, Lin Hai is a madman! If you ask me, he's the one who's really sick in the head! A psychopath! He doesn't care about winning or clearing the game, all he wants is for us to die with him..."

As the emotions and the contamination on her left arm gradually subsided, Yu Shijiu's lips curved into a smile, and she deliberately said:

"Brother Han... is it what I think, that he's the one who's mentally ill?"

Xu Han paused, then casually increased the speed of removing the pollution, giving an awkward smile.

"Well, I was just saying whatever came to mind, just saying whatever came to mind, haha..."

On the other side, the woman in the floral dress, who had failed to catch her prey, curled her lips into a smirk beneath her black hair, as if mocking Anjie's overestimation of her abilities.

Anjie narrowed her eyes slightly, and the short blade that was originally aimed at the woman in the floral dress suddenly retracted. With a flick of her wrist, she drew a sharp arc and accurately slashed at the air connecting the woman's outstretched arm and body.

She saw it.

There, thin, wisps of black mist, almost invisible to the naked eye, were gently twisting, connecting the solid figure of the woman in the floral dress with the back seat where she should have been.

The blue light on the short blade came into contact with the black mist threads, producing a slight "sizzling" sound, like cold water being dropped into hot oil and boiling.

"Ugh—ah—!"

The woman in the floral dress made her first sound.