Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 656 Absurd Lies

Shi Yuan's fear had dissipated considerably during their conversation on the way there. Seeing He Lingling step back, he didn't hesitate and knocked on the door directly.

Boom boom boom!

A crisp knock on the door broke the silence of the night, even muffling the fine rain outside the cabin.

He Lingling felt somewhat dazed as she listened to the sound of rain.

...Has this rain been falling ever since night fell...? Judging from the sound, it seems to be getting heavier.

Click.

The sound of the door lock being turned broke He Lingling's thoughts, and she instantly snapped back to reality, looking at the open door.

"coming."

Mr. Yao's head peeked out from the crack in the door; his face, which could barely be described as handsome, looked somewhat sinister under the corridor lights.

He smiled at Shi Yuan outside the door and said, "Come in."

Shi Yuan nodded, then glanced back at He Lingling without making a sound.

He Lingling immediately stepped forward and took her arm, lowering her head and whispering:

"Mr. Yao, may I go in too?"

The deep tone and trembling voice... silenced Shi Yuan, whose arm was being held: "..."

Mr. Yao: "..."

"of course can."

Mr. Yao's sinister gaze fell on He Lingling. He chuckled softly, his voice seemingly trembling.

"Perfect timing, I'll tell you all some things at once."

"Thank you, Mr. Yao."

He Lingling nodded, feigning excitement, and bowed to Mr. Yao.

Shi Yuan: "...cough."

The cough was meant to remind He Lingling not to overact... even if it was to lower Mr. Yao's guard, it was a bit too much—

This worry vanished instantly when Shi Yuan saw the much more genuine smile on Mr. Yao's face.

Mr. Yao may be an exception.

Mr. Yao himself (the strange man) clearly appreciated He Lingling's bow, and his head, which was peeking out from the crack in the door, swayed slightly.

"Alright, come in, all of you. It's late at night. If the guests see you all standing like this at my door, it will set a bad example."

"..."

He Lingling mentally complained about how there was no good atmosphere left on this dilapidated ship, and continued to enter the room in a state of fear and trepidation.

boom.

As the door was completely closed, a heavy, sticky footstep suddenly echoed in the quiet corridor.

As the footsteps drew closer, Wu Huimin's deathly pale face, almost like a thin sheet of white paper, appeared in the corridor, causing the viewers watching the live stream to gasp in shock.

It's not that I haven't seen all sorts of strange things, nor have I never seen an NPC like this who looks like a dead paper doll... It's just that my relative Wu Huimin's current state is a bit too bizarre.

If He Lingling, Yu Shijiu, or Xu Han were there, they would see that the fluffy clothes Wu Huimin was wearing all over her body were actually layers upon layers of thick wool.

No wonder Wu Huimin's footsteps are so heavy.

Wu Huimin, her body heavy, slowly approached the door of Mr. Yao's room, her face pale as she turned her head.

creak creak-

The sound of bones snapping as they twisted rang out. Under the breathless gaze of all the players, Wu Huimin slowly approached the door, knelt down by the door, and began to listen to the sounds behind it.

—Inside the room separated by a door, Shi Yuan and He Lingling were completely unaware that a "mysterious" Wu Huimin was peeping at them from the outside of the door.

"Please find a place to sit anywhere."

Mr. Yao, whose head was only connected to his shoulders and neck, sat in a contorted position on an expensive sofa, raising his hand to ask He Lingling and Shi Yuanwen a question.

"Would you like something to drink? I have orange juice, soda, and freshly brewed coffee."

"...No need, Mr. Yao."

Shi Yuan spoke first. Because of Mr. Yao's twisted and short body, she didn't dare to stand. Instead, He Lingling pulled her to sit on a low stool next to the coffee table, her heart pounding rapidly in her ears.

"We came here to ask you what you meant by what you said tonight?"

He Lingling then spoke up, feigning timidity and lowering her head, "We don't quite understand what you mean."

"Actually, nothing special happened."

Mr. Yao, leaning back on the sofa, smiled and took a sip of his coffee from the coffee table with his intact right hand, squinting as he said:

“Pretty young girls like you sometimes lose out on many better things because of worthless things like self-esteem.”

“I always feel regretful and heartbroken when I see this.”

Mr. Yao sighed and said, "If possible, I hope you won't have to go through what Huimin went through."

"..."

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat eerie. He Lingling and Shi Yuan both felt as if some unseen chill or gaze was rising behind them, making their backs feel cold.

What's this………

The two exchanged a startled glance, simultaneously realizing that Wu Huimin was likely standing outside the door.

Did Wu Huimin not go back to her room?

He Lingling lowered her head and frowned, but she could still understand.

...After all, Wu Huimin kept calling Mr. Yao "Brother Yao," so on the surface, their relationship seemed to be quite good.

"Mr. Yao, what do you mean?"

Shi Yuan carefully considered his words before speaking, "Has Huimin experienced anything unpleasant in the past?"

"how could be."

Mr. Yao shook his head, staring at Shi Yuan with disapproval. As his lips moved, his bright red tongue and pale white teeth appeared alternately.

"Huimin just didn't understand at first, so she suffered more."

Mr. Yao said, "Sometimes, if we think more about the salary and other benefits we can get, some things won't seem so embarrassing."

Shi Yuan, who probably knew the inside story, looked displeased, but he didn't expose Mr. Yao.

He Lingling couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She wasn't a truly innocent girl like Wu Huimin; she saw through some disgusting and despicable things very clearly.

Perhaps because she is blind, she is more acutely aware of the sordid things that can only be hidden underground around her.

For example, even now—even though Mr. Yao is trying his best to confuse the public and cover up how disgusting his words are with some words… He Lingling can still accurately understand his true meaning.

"What do you need us to do?"

He Lingling lowered her eyelids to conceal the cold mockery in her eyes, and asked a pointed question, but her expression remained fearful and uneasy.

Sure enough, Mr. Yao, whose brainwashing rhetoric had been interrupted, narrowed his eyes, his expression displeased, and even his gaze towards her turned much colder.

"me?"

Mr. Yao's head turned on his neck, and beneath the thin layer of skin and flesh, blood-stained bones pierced through the flesh, revealing the stark white bones, along with Mr. Yao's chilling laughter.