Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 909 Receiving the Mole

"..."

Anjie and Chen Yi exchanged a glance.

"Understood." He Lingling's expression remained unchanged. "We will cooperate."

Fang Youhua smiled and said, "Okay, then it's settled."

The morning in the cave ended in a tacit silence between the two guilds.

For the rest of the day, the cave was filled with an eerie "lively" atmosphere.

As evening approached, the old field mouse somehow acquired some dried wildflowers, placed them in several broken earthenware jars, and put them in the corners of the main room and the main passageway.

It even directed Fang Youhua and Yang Hua to wipe the long table in the main room and lay a relatively clean coarse linen cloth on it.

The scratching sounds from deep within the walls became unusually intense and excited starting in the afternoon.

Yu Shijiu scratched his slightly itchy neck, and could "hear" the claws excitedly transmitting some kind of message in the soil—

"The guests are coming..."

"A sumptuous meal..."

"Good children should be obedient..."

"Disobedient children... will be..."

These fragmented thoughts flooded his brain like a tide, intertwining with the strange feeling brought on by the contamination of his left arm, making him somewhat irritable.

Several times, Yu Shijiu almost couldn't resist scratching at the walls, wanting to pull out all the noisy things inside to see if they were field mice.

"Shi Jiu".

Anjie, who was standing next to him, noticed his unusual behavior and whispered a reminder, "Stay true to yourself and don't let them influence you."

"I know."

Upon hearing this, Yu Shijiu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "I just think they're a bit noisy."

Anjie: "...Try not to listen to the sounds they make."

"..."

While the group was busy "decorating" the burrow, the old field mouse, having finished giving all the instructions, finally appeared.

It changed into a relatively "decent" outfit—a faded brown vest, and even a crooked red scarf (strip) tied around its neck.

The old field mouse's eyes behind its glasses were full of excitement and anticipation.

"Good children!"

The old field mouse slammed its cane against the ground, the sound louder than usual.

"My old friend is almost here! Are you all ready?"

“We are fully ready, Grandma Field Mouse.”

Fang Youhua was the first among all the players to respond, her smile gentle and polite.

Yang Hua nodded quickly in agreement.

The old field mouse looked at them with satisfaction, then turned to Yu Shijiu and his group of five.

"And you? Although you are guests now, you still need to observe basic etiquette. When Mr. Mole arrives, you should greet him, smile, and show the warmth and hospitality of us burrow dwellers towards his arrival, understand?"

"Understood." The five exchanged quick glances and answered in unison.

"very good."

The old field mouse rubbed its paws happily, then turned to the unconscious Thumbelina in the corner of the main room (Angie had taken Thumbelina from her room to the main room while she was working that afternoon), and frowned.

"What's wrong with her? Why is she still sleeping? Tonight is such an important occasion, she has to be there as the main character!"

"She's probably just too tired."

He Lingling stepped forward, blocking Thumbelina's path, and explained in a low voice:

"Grandma Field Mouse, Thumbelina has been sleeping since yesterday, and we can't wake her up."

The old field mouse narrowed its eyes behind its glasses: "Can't wake it up? That won't do."

It walked over with its cane, stretched out its paw, and pinched Thumbelina's philtrum hard, despite He Lingling's attempts to stop it.

"what!"

Thumbelina cried out in pain and suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were initially blank, but when she saw the old field mouse's face so close to hers, they were instantly filled with fear.

"Grandma...Grandma..."

"Just wake up."

The old field mouse released its paw, patted her face, and said coldly:

"Hurry up and tidy yourself up, change into some clean clothes. My period is coming soon, so you'd better behave, okay?"

Thumbelina trembled with fear, but still nodded.

"That's right."

The old field mouse smiled contentedly, clapped its paws, and shouted:

"Alright, everyone, go and get ready. We'll meet at the cave entrance before sunset to welcome our distinguished guests!"