Infinite: Dawn Game

The scene froze for a moment.

Its chubby tail wagged rapidly, and it glanced furtively at Yu Shijiu's chin, then meowed slightly guiltily.

How can we convince the old lady that they are capable of doing the work?

"Oh, I wasn't much of a help."

Yu Shijiu spoke softly, and sighed as the old lady's expression suddenly stiffened:

"There's nothing I can do. I overestimated myself. I wanted to help burn the firewood, but I couldn't find a lighter or anything. It's not that I didn't want to help you, it's just that I simply don't know how."

The old woman's somewhat cold eyes froze for a moment after hearing just a few roundabout words. She seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end, she didn't say anything and just carried the basin into the kitchen.

"Follow me."

As the old lady spoke, she walked forward very quickly.

Yu Shijiu looked at her suddenly agile legs and raised an eyebrow curiously:

"You're here, Grandma, your legs are so strong!"

The old lady stopped walking, and when she lifted her leg again, her gait became slow and shaky.

Yu Shijiu's eyes lit up even more.

Fatty, who was running alongside, was speechless.

Many players watching on screen were speechless.

No, is this weird old woman out of her mind? Anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't immediately change their walking posture after hearing Yu Shijiu's words, right?

...Isn't this blatantly telling Yu Shijiu that I have a problem and that she should start to suspect me?

"She didn't seem very bright from the start," one player hesitated.

"Who remembers that this strange old woman initially thought Yu Shijiu was a girl?"

"..."

Someone chuckled: "It seems she not only has poor eyesight, but probably also has some mental issues."

Those around him laughed, and the memory of being disgusted earlier seemed to have faded considerably.

On the screen, Yu Shijiu followed the old lady into the kitchen again, watching her slowly pull down the light cord and then walk to the small table where the spice bottles were placed and lower herself down.

boom.

The old lady placed a basin full of vegetables and fresh meat on the table. She fumbled for a rag in the basin next to her and wiped the cutting board clean little by little.

Finally, there was the sound of chopping meat, "bang bang bang".

Yu Shijiu was very quiet. He watched as the old lady's cleaver landed precisely on the minced meat each time, and some blood that hadn't been completely washed out flowed from the meat crevices... His amber eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The thin, yellow light emanating from the bulb fell into Yu Shijiu's eyes, and a strange, dark feeling gradually emerged, as if it were something she couldn't control—

"Meow!"

Fatty suddenly cried out.

Yu Shijiu blinked and subconsciously looked down at Feifei.

Beside his legs, Fatty stared at the plump earthworm that suddenly crawled out from the corner and licked his fur somewhat awkwardly.

Yu Shijiu also saw the earthworm. He bent down and rubbed its chubby head with a smile, looking rather smug.

"What's wrong, Fatty? Were you... or something?" Yu Shijiu glanced at the old lady who was still quietly chopping meat, and said ambiguously:

"Was it frightened by the earth dragon?"

The old woman's chopping motion trembled. She turned her head to look, and her grayish-white eyes, obscured by cataracts, darted around before she spoke aloud:

"Earth dragon? Has the God Lord returned?"

Although she appeared to be a devout believer, the old woman couldn't help but tremble when she heard the words "earth dragon." Her hand holding the kitchen knife and her thin, hunched body were shaking.

At this moment, her state seemed more like fear than excitement.

On the ground, Fatty, seemingly feeling a bit embarrassed, lowered its head and breathed on the fat earthworm wriggling on the ground. Then it let out a sharp meow and pressed the earthworm to the ground, crushing it hard.

At the same time, the old lady finally rushed over.

Yu Shijiu quickly grabbed Feifei and took a step back. He saw the old lady trembling as she picked up the fat earthworm, knelt on the ground and bowed repeatedly. Finally, she carefully placed the wriggling earthworm on the damp soil in the corner of the wall.

The earthworm twisted and wriggled downwards, quickly burrowing half of its body into the soil.

Fatty was still a little unconvinced. It breathed on the earthworm, which only had its tail left to burrow in, a few more times, as if it wanted to rush forward and grab the earthworm out.

—If Yu Shijiu hadn't held it down.

Yu Shijiu pressed down on its head with his hand and said slowly:

"Fatty, it seems you're not obedient either."

Fatty: "..."

It seemed to instantly recall that it had stopped Yu Shijiu from touching the earthworm not long ago, and it shrank back somewhat guiltily.

Seeing that the earthworms were safe, the old woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She stood there for a while before slowly turning around, seemingly having completely forgotten what had just happened, and began to scoop water to wash her hands.

Water flowed onto the muddy ground, splashing up specks of grayish-yellow mud that landed on the trouser legs of the oblivious old woman.

After washing her hands, the old lady stood up again and went to the small table to start chopping meat. Just when Yu Shijiu thought she had forgotten about the "earthworm" as she had in the morning, the old lady suddenly laughed strangely.

"The Divine Lord, the Divine Lord appeared twice today..."

The old lady raised the cleaver high, and the sharp blade slammed into the meat in front of her with a loud "bang".

"The divine being will surely love what I prepared... It will definitely love it very much. As long as it loves it, that's all that matters..."

The old lady silently repeated "I'm glad you like it" several times, then contentedly lowered her head to chop bones, occasionally letting out a laugh.

It's as if a long-cherished wish of hers is finally about to come true.

Yu Shijiu was a little confused. After confirming that the earthworm could not possibly reappear, he walked to the fire pit opposite the stove and sat down.

"Grandma," the boy's clear, childish voice rang out lazily; he seemed genuinely troubled.

"I really want to help! How about you stop and teach me how to start a fire?"

The old woman's eerie mutterings suddenly disappeared.

She slowly turned her head, twisting it with a strange softness, revealing surprise and a peculiar joy on her face, etched with the lines of time:

“It’s very simple,” the old lady actually “walked” over.

To be precise, it was her head that "walked" over.

As the old woman responded, her hands were still chopping vegetables. The fresh meat on the cutting board was chopped very finely, probably to make meatballs for soup, and her head was "walking" towards her...

Just like the ring-shaped nodes on an earthworm gradually elongating, the neck slowly became soft, and the skin became purplish-red and swollen due to congestion, making the old lady's kind smiling face look even more bizarre.

"pat-"