Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 663 The smell of blood

When Xu Han's face was soaked by the rain outside the cabin, he exclaimed in surprise and realized what was happening.

"Holy crap... what's going on..."

Xu Han wiped the rain off his face, looked back at the cabin, and couldn't believe that he had actually listened to an orange cat.

“…Good heavens,” Xu Han murmured, “No wonder everyone likes Lu Chusheng the cat. Besides its high attack power, it’s also so intimidating…”

The intimidation was so strong that he couldn't help but obey...

Just as Xu Han was hesitating whether to go back and peek, Wang Ji's voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Han turned around and met Wang Ji, who was soaking wet from head to toe. Wang Ji looked a little impatient and his attitude was not very good.

"Why aren't you working? Don't you know everyone has to go to the deck to scoop water today?"

"Oh, oh, oh," Xu Han nodded hurriedly, "I was just about to go, I was just about to go..."

Shi Jiu is not fat... she should be fine.

Even knowing that Feifei was actually more useful than himself, Xu Han was still a little worried. He sighed inwardly and turned to rush into the downpour.

"and many more!"

Xu Han, who had just rushed into the downpour, was stopped by Wang Ji. He was so wet that he could barely open his eyes. He squinted and turned around to look at Wang Ji through the rain.

"What's wrong, Brother Wang?!"

All he could hear was the sound of the rain, and Xu Han's voice was somewhat muffled.

Have you seen Angkor Wat?

"--What?!"

"Have you seen Angkor Wat?!"

Wang Ji raised his voice and roared.

The roar, carried by the sound of rain, reached Xu Han's ears. He squeezed the raindrops from the corners of his eyes and roared back:

"Angkor! Angkor is in the cabin!"

"..."

Wang Ji remained silent.

He looked at the boy jumping around in the rain not far away and waved his hand, signaling the boy to hurry up and leave.

Xu Han: "..."

As he ran toward the dense crowd of players on the other side of the deck, each step he took created an even louder splash of water.

This isn't a boat! This is clearly a river!

Xu Han rushed into the crowd with a grumble, startling the players who were "busy scooping water".

Someone recognized him and handed him a basin with some surprise: "Xu Han?"

"?"

Xu Han took the basin from the other person and looked at him with some doubt: "You know me?"

Although the other person looked somewhat familiar... he really didn't recognize them.

The other person was an ordinary-looking man, probably in his early thirties. The torrential rain had soaked him to the bone, leaving him completely soaked and clinging to the ground like a fish in water. Hearing this, he was clearly embarrassed, but still leaned closer and whispered:

"If I remember correctly, you and I have gone through two or three game instances together."

"Two or three times?!"

Xu Han's eyes widened, and he didn't forget to bend down and scoop a basin of water to pour into the sea.

"So many times! How come I don't remember you at all?"

The man was even more embarrassed. "Maybe it's because I have too little presence, or maybe it's because of me, because I always hide and don't dare to look for clues..."

"..." Xu Han was a little embarrassed by his frank words. He cleared his throat and whispered, "You, you're quite frank, bro."

"I can't be dishonest."

The man's head was already bald at a young age, and it looked even emptier after being soaked by the rain. He touched his head and bent down to scoop up water.

"I really want to live. It's better to live a miserable life than to die, but I'm not smart or capable, so I can only try to survive. Maybe I can live forever..."

"...That's true."

Xu Han finally understood: this man wanted to find someone to suck up to—no, why did he have to pick on him of all people?! Did he look like someone with a big thigh?

If his thighs were thick enough, he wouldn't be scooping water here now; he would have already sneaked up to the second or third deck...

While he could think and speculate, since the other party hadn't explicitly stated anything, Xu Han simply pretended not to understand and occasionally responded with a cheerful laugh, treating it as a way to relieve the stress of working so hard in this terrible weather.

“I’m a few years older than you. You can call me Brother Zhu if you don’t mind.”

The male player was surprisingly hardworking; he scooped out five or six basins of water in just a short time.

"Oh, what's there to mind, Brother Zhu!"

Xu Han was very quick to respond; he simply called out as he scooped water.

"Sigh." Zhu Ge's face, pale from the downpour, stiffly lifted the corner of his mouth, and he hesitated before continuing:

"...There's something I'm not sure if I should say."

Xu Han's relaxed state of mind instantly tightened. When he got nervous, he wanted to scratch his head—but after scratching his hand until it was wet, he put it down.

"What are you saying..." Xu Han wanted to say that if he didn't know whether he should say it or not, he shouldn't say it. Just as he was about to change the subject, he saw Brother Zhu lean closer to him and whisper:

"Did you see that NPC?"

As he spoke, Brother Zhu's voice trembled slightly for some reason, probably from being caught in the rain and getting cold.

"Who?"

Xu Han was taken aback and subconsciously followed Zhu Ge's gaze.

—I saw Ah Jin in the corner of the deck, bending down to pour rainwater over the railing with a bucket.

Ah Jin remained as taciturn and honest as ever, though his dark skin seemed to have turned somewhat pale, perhaps due to being soaked in the rain for so long.

"Ah Jin, brother?"

Xu Han felt a chill run down his spine when he saw A Jin—he remembered how this seemingly honest and simple NPC had dismembered Mr. Yao piece by piece. According to Yu Shijiu, A Jin had even thrown corpses into the sea to destroy evidence…

"You know him?"

Brother Zhu was clearly surprised, then nodded in realization:

"Yes, yes, I saw you were assigned to milk the goats. He's the NPC who took you to milk the goats, right?"

Xu Han gave a dry laugh: "Yeah, Brother Zhu, you have a really good memory."

"It's not that it's good, it's just a coincidence that I saw it." Brother Zhu was a little embarrassed by what was said, and shook his head.

"When I'm scared, I like to look around. You guys came back to the dormitory so late last night, did something bad happen?"

"what?"

Xu Han was truly on edge. He instinctively wanted to get away from the other person, but he managed to hold back.

If we were to retreat a few steps rashly, the meaning would be too obvious… Xu Han's thoughts raced through his mind, and he said:

"Brother Zhu, you weren't asleep yet?"

He thought Brother Zhu would say something like he couldn't sleep or was scared, but unexpectedly, the other party said—

“He was asleep,” Zhu sighed, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and a closer look revealed a hint of fear deep within his pupils.

"But as I was sleeping, I was suddenly awakened by a very strong smell of blood."

The dormitory was pitch black. Zhu Ge, who had been awakened by the smell, dared not breathe. The strong smell of blood that seemed to rush into his brain made him want to vomit.