Infinite: Dawn Game

"Please keep this safe. We welcome you to order again next time."

The town NPC responsible for delivering the cake waved the hat in his hand at Xu Han and turned to leave.

Xu Han struggled to drag the cake inside, panting as he said:

"What is this, Brother Chen?!"

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open, revealing half of Anjie's face. She also saw the seven-tiered cake and said calmly:

"I bought it, Xu Han, you're not allowed to eat it. Put it away properly, you hear me?"

Xu Han guessed what was going on, and his eyes started to twitch from the sourness:

"...Okay, okay!!!"

Damn! She hasn't even joined the team yet?! Anjie is already like this?! Yu Shijiu will bully her to death once she gets in—

and many more.

"As an older brother, you should care more about your younger brother."

Xu Han suddenly remembered what An Jie had just said, and instantly felt less bitter.

That's true, he's the older brother, so he has to take care of his "younger brother" a bit.

He won't be the youngest in the team anymore... Speaking of which, after saying that two players have joined, besides Yu Shijiu, who is the other player?

"Brother Chen~ Who else is there?"

"..."

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Inside Changsheng Village.

The old lady was thoroughly annoyed by Yu Shijiu's incessant questions. She lowered her head to wash vegetables, her lips twitching, seemingly unwilling to speak to Yu Shijiu any longer.

Seeing that the old lady was no longer paying attention to him, Yu Shijiu wasn't annoyed. He stood up and smiled at the old lady with an air of absolute authority, saying:

"I thought about it and decided we can't just wait like this. Grandma, you wash the vegetables first, and I'll go to the kitchen to see if I can help you with anything else."

Before the old lady could even respond, he immediately led Feifei towards the small house that was clearly the kitchen on the side.

"Wait, no need—"

The old lady hurriedly stood up to stop them, only to see that the person and the cat had already run to the dark-looking little house, pushed open the door, and crawled inside.

old lady:"……"

She stared at the open kitchen door, her gaze turning cold for a moment. With trembling hands, a purplish-red, stringy substance reappeared between her lips, wriggling and licking the area around them.

This time, many players in front of their screens finally saw what it was.

It's an earthworm, what the old lady called a "ground dragon".

The earthworm in the old lady's mouth was about the width of her tongue, but the tip of her tongue had mouthparts with fine teeth, and it would even slowly retreat due to wriggling, revealing pale pink flesh.

In short, it's disgusting and creepy.

Some players with a weak appetite in front of the screen bent over and vomited almost immediately, feeling dizzy and weak, and for a moment they didn't want to watch the plot unfolding on the screen anymore.

The old lady's bizarre appearance only lasted a few seconds. When Fatty turned around to look at her warily, the "earthworm tongue" that had been sticking out of her mouth retracted into her mouth at a very fast speed, and she looked perfectly normal.

Fatty squinted slightly, watching the old lady's head trembling as she continued washing vegetables, and licked its lips in annoyance.

I felt like there was something like an insect just now—

Were you scared by the earthworms by the river?

Yu Shijiu had already entered the kitchen and fumbled in the dark to pull the crudely made light switch next to him.

With a creak, the dim light bulb hanging above the stove emitted a piercing squeaking sound before flickering on.

The kitchen was surrounded by earthen walls. Behind the stove was a thick layer of straw and a lot of firewood scattered on the ground. The yellow, dry straw and firewood were mixed together, and even the air smelled of the straw and firewood after they had dried.

The small kitchen was low and tiny; any player who was slightly taller would probably have to bend over to enter. But Yu Shijiu was alright. He looked up at the earthen ceiling and walls that were still some distance away from him and bit his lower lip in annoyance.

Despite his displeasure, Yu Shijiu obediently looked around, his gaze finally settling on the large pot on the stove that appeared to be unwashed.

The steamed buns and rice porridge I made this morning were probably cooked in this pot...

Thinking this, Yu Shijiu reached out and lifted the wooden pot lid, peering inside.

The large pot was now empty, with nothing but some floating white rice grains, probably the water the old lady had poured out when she was cooking.

Yu Shijiu was slightly disappointed not to see the steamed buns she wanted, but she still obediently put the pot lid back and turned to look at the condiment bottle on the small table behind her.

Perhaps due to poverty, there were few seasonings in this small kitchen. Apart from the most basic oil, salt, and vinegar, Yu Shijiu only saw a bottle of what appeared to be chili flakes that the old lady had crushed herself. The dried chili flakes were spread out in the oily and greasy bottle, and it looked like it had been there for a long time.

No, it wasn't just the chili flakes; all the condiment bottles were identically filthy and oily, with a thick layer of oil coating them, making them look somewhat sticky.

"Meow!"

Feifei walked to Yu Shijiu's side, rubbed against his waist, and called out.

Yu Shijiu fell silent for a moment, staring at the grease-stained condiment bottles on the small table, muttering to himself:

"So, the seasoning used in the fillings of the steamed buns we eat this morning, is it the same as this?"

Fatty: "..."

It glanced at the small table and then rubbed against Yu Shijiu's waist.

It seems to be saying, yes.

Yu Shijiu remained silent for a while.

He thought of those plump, white-looking steamed buns that tasted delicious, and his expression gradually became conflicted.

Although it looks unclean, it tastes really good... Is this what they mean by "a little dirt won't make you sick, and it's even delicious"?

Yu Shijiu glanced at the condiment bottles again, and stopped abruptly just as she was about to turn around.

A few seconds later, he quickly turned around and, ignoring the sticky grease on the condiment bottles, looked at the production dates on all the bottles.

“2012年3月5号……2012年3月13号……2012年4月八号……”

After looking through all the condiment bottles, Yu Shijiu blinked, rubbed the sticky grease off his hands, and said to Feifei:

"Let's go, let's go and have a chat with Grandma."

Fatty looked back at the condiments that Yu Shijiu had put back in the same spot, even in the same direction as before, and meowed softly.

Is there something wrong with these dirty bottles?

Fatty tilted its head, looking somewhat confused.

In the open space outside the kitchen, the old lady had finished washing the vegetables and was walking towards the kitchen. Her steps were slow, but her eyes were not good; they were cold and damp, no different from those earthworms wriggling in the soil.

Upon seeing the old lady, Yu Shijiu, as usual, smiled and was about to speak when the old lady spoke first:

"Young man, what chores did you do for me in the kitchen?"