Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 646 Fear...

Of course, it was Xu Han who was waving frantically.

"..." He Lingling was startled and quickly looked around. After confirming that no "guests" had noticed anything amiss, she reached out and tugged at Shi Yuan.

"I'll go over there."

Shi Yuan looked up and followed her gaze, then nodded.

"it is good."

He Lingling left immediately.

She walked around some obviously sheepish "guests," listening to their sarcastic and disgusting remarks, which only made her feel nauseous and irritated.

This game instance appears peaceful on the surface, but the evil hidden beneath that peaceful exterior has simply not been fully exposed.

"Sister Lingling."

As soon as He Lingling stepped into the corner, she saw Yu Shijiu shove a plastic bottle filled with milky white liquid into her hand.

"What...what is this?"

He Lingling looked down blankly at the plastic bottle in her hand and asked in confusion.

"Let's deal with your horns and hair."

Xu Han, standing next to He Lingling, gasped in shock and even considered reaching out to touch the ram's horns on her head—but of course, he didn't dare.

He personally witnessed how those wools parasitized and contaminated a living or dead creature.

"A few sips should be enough."

Yu Shijiu explained, "This is goat milk, which can solve the problem of us growing wool and being assimilated by 'goats.'"

He Lingling was somewhat shocked. Looking at the goat milk in her hand, she said in disbelief:

How did you come up with the idea of ​​collecting goat milk?

God knows she had no idea that "goat milk" existed—no, she hadn't even considered it.

Xu Han scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I don't know, Shi Jiu wanted to pretend, so I just followed suit."

He Lingling looked at Yu Shijiu, who shrugged and said:

"Fun, and I'm curious."

Yu Shijiu: "I only found out about this after I saw Brother Ajin turn back into human form by drinking goat milk after being contaminated by wool."

Xu Han muttered, "Oh my, Shi Jiu, why are you getting so into character? Ah Jin is Ah Jin, right..."

He Lingling ignored Xu Han's nonsense. Just as she was about to twist open the plastic bottle cap, her hand was suddenly held down by Yu Shijiu.

Lu Chusheng was licking his fur in the corner, glancing indifferently at Yu Shijiu's hand that was pressing on He Lingling's hand, and then silently lowered his eyelids.

—The little madman is becoming more and more popular, which should be a good thing... but I feel a little uncomfortable.

Captain Lu, disguised as an orange cat, completely forgot that He Lingling was the first person in town to talk to Yu Shijiu and even team up with him.

"Sister Lingling."

Yu Shijiu smiled and shook his head: "Although I don't know why, I think you'd better not drink goat milk here."

"If possible, it's best to keep your back to the guests for now."

"..."

He Lingling had a vague feeling that something was wrong when she was twisting the bottle cap, and this reminder brought her back to her senses.

“Okay,” He Lingling hissed with a headache, “Shi Jiu, thank you.”

"No need."

Yu Shijiu withdrew his hand, and the arm that was holding the axe rubbed against the wall, feeling a little itchy.

"Then we have to go first. I already told Brother Xu Han that I need to go to the lower deck to take a look."

"Where?"

He Lingling almost thought she had misheard, and frowned: "Lower deck?"

"Yes, the lower deck."

Yu Shijiu: "I want to go see if the ewes in the hold can still produce milk."

"..."

He Lingling carefully put away the goat milk, her eyes filled with complex emotions, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Xu Han was actually a little scared, and whispered, "Well, I actually think—"

"it is good."

He Lingling whispered quickly, "Be careful."

Xu Han was astonished: "?"

Holy crap?! He thought He Lingling would tell Yu Shijiu and him not to take any risks? And this is it? This is it?

Before Xu Han could figure it out, Yu Shijiu had already taken out another bottle of goat milk and tossed it to He Lingling, who was about to leave.

He Lingling quickly took the goat milk, her heart skipping a beat for a few seconds.

"One bottle is enough for me—"

"There are three people, Sister Lingling."

Yu Shijiu interrupted He Lingling's refusal with a smile, "Xu Han and I still have a lot. Although we can't save the players on the first floor of the ship, we should still have enough goat milk for the rest of us."

He Lingling: "..."

She bit her lower lip and nodded to accept it.

"Be careful... and Wu Huimin's brother, you should also be careful."

"understood."

Yu Shijiu nodded lightly and led "Feifei" and a bewildered Xu Han toward the corner away from all the guests.

That's the staircase leading to the first-floor cabin.

As the figures of the two people and the cat disappeared, He Lingling suddenly bit her tongue hard, and salty, bitter blood instantly spilled from the corner of her lips.

She groaned in pain, forcibly suppressing her drowsy state once again.

On the exhibition stand, Wu Huimin was completely unaware of what was happening in the corner. She was smiling and playing the piano with Sun Qin, whose fabric was soaked with cold sweat behind her. She looked extremely happy and joyful.

"..."

He Lingling tried to calm her trembling body caused by pain, forced a fake smile, and walked out from the corner, once again silently blending into the crowd.

No one noticed that a waiter had been missing for a few minutes. The "guests" were still immersed in the increasingly exciting piano music, twisting their bodies and swallowing mouthful after mouthful of fine wine, in a daze.

Only Sun Qin, who was frozen in fear on the exhibition stand, knew that... just now, Wu Huimin, who was sitting next to her, suddenly chuckled softly several times—no, it wasn't necessarily a laugh.

Sun Qin felt her whole body trembling, and a layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on her forehead and palms. However, she dared not move and could only mechanically repeat the finger movements on the piano keys.

"Ugh……"

Wu Huimin, who was standing next to him with a half-smile, sighed and then moved her arm even closer to his.

When the cold skin touched her wrists and arms, Sun Qin was so frightened that she almost screamed.

Thump—thump—thump!!

The sound of the zither echoed in her ears, and an extreme chill, like that of a dead person's skin, clung to her damp, trembling arms. Sun Qin swallowed hard, trying to suppress her fear.

"I almost played the wrong note."

Wu Huimin muttered again, sounding rather unhappy, "Why have my hands suddenly become so clumsy... It's so annoying..."

"..."

Sun Qin swallowed hard, then cautiously glanced at Wu Huimin's hand beside her, her pupils constricting.

What caught Sun Qin's eye was a pair of pale, bloodless, and even skin-and-bones hands. At first glance, they had a slightly eerie, thin and frail appearance—but what drew Sun Qin's attention was the wound on the wrists of these hands.

The wound was deep; the flesh-colored tear was so gruesome that just looking at it made one feel nauseous, and even caused a phantom pain as if one were experiencing it firsthand.

This isn't a particularly serious injury in a game instance—but the problem is, just a minute ago, these hands were perfectly fine.

Realizing something was wrong, Sun Qin quickly lowered her head and continued to play the piano "seriously," not daring to look up at all.