Infinite: Dawn Game

"Those are two different things."

Ange put down the half-finished iced cola in her hand.

"Given his behavior in the instance, he would have moved to the central town soon even without us; it's just a matter of time."

"..." Xu Han bit her lip and muttered, "I know, it's just that I feel like I can't be fooled anymore..."

"Will there be another opportunity in the future?"

The fat man, covered in sweat, stopped what he was doing, tilted his head to finish Xu Han's unfinished sentence, and then chuckled.

"Don't worry," the fat man wiped his sweat, his eyes, squeezed small by his fat, almost squinted into slits.

"After he came to the central town and learned about it, there was a 50% chance that he would join our team."

Xu Han turned to look at him: "Isn't there still fifty percent left?"

"He will choose to go it alone for the remaining fifty percent."

Ange leaned against the wall, sipping her cola, and casually brushed back the stray hairs that were obscuring her vision, revealing her sharp eyebrows and eyes.

"He wouldn't want to join those teams with tons of rules."

Xu Han: "..."

He belatedly realized something, his brows furrowed, and then he sighed.

"That's true." Xu Han said lazily, sprawled on the sofa.

"Other teams have too many rules; our team is much better."

The fat man stood up to prepare to cook, slowly reaching for an apron from the rack and beginning to tie it:

What do you want to eat tonight?

Xu Han quickly straightened his head: "I want to eat sauerkraut fish, braised shrimp, grilled squid strips, and braised pork ribs. Thank you, Brother Chen! You've worked hard!"

Fatty: "..."

Anjie: "..."

Anjie pinched her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "It's okay to eat less for dinner, just ignore him."

Xu Han said indignantly, "Sister An!"

The fat man chuckled and smoothed things over: "It's okay, it's fine to choose a dish that Xu Han wants to eat."

Just as the fat man was about to reach the kitchen, Anjie hesitated for a few seconds and said:

"Chen Yi, why don't you lose some weight?"

The fat man named Chen Yi paused, then said softly:

"never mind."

He seemed to have thought of something, then shook his head: "I won't reduce it."

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When Yu Shijiu woke up, his head was throbbing. He moved, and his limbs and bones felt an irritating soreness.

The space inside the "Chrysalis Shop" can only support a human who is about 1.7 meters tall. If you are too fat, you won't be able to move around, but if you are thin, you can still move around a bit.

Because of long-term malnutrition, Yu Shijiu was short and thin. He could change his posture to adjust his sore and numb calves. He stared blankly at the ceiling with his eyes open.

This was the first time in seven years that he had a full night's sleep without any external stimuli. Although the environment was terrible, he had indeed slept enough for his body and brain before waking up.

The burns from the trial game still throbbed with a fine, persistent pain. Yu Shijiu turned to the side, her gaze meeting the bottle of recovery potion beside her, her thoughts momentarily pausing for a few seconds.

Last night before going to bed, he browsed the in-game store set up by Dawn Games and found the price of recovery potions.

One bottle of recovery potion costs 100 points.

For him now, it's an astronomical price.

After all, the daily oxygen cost in the central town is 240 points.

That woman named Anjie...

Yu Shijiu didn't think much of it. He picked up the bottle of recovery potion and was about to get up when he stopped when he saw the transparent cover in front of him.

He couldn't straighten up without opening the cover.

The space in the "pupa shop" is too small.

As he pressed the button and the cover retracted, Yu Shijiu sat up. Ignoring the noisy crowd around him, he shook the recovery potion in his hand, opened the bottle, and tilted his head back to drink it.

The recovery agent tastes similar to plain water, but with a slightly sweeter flavor. It also leaves a slightly sticky feeling in the throat, though not noticeable, and the taste is actually quite pleasant.

Yu Shijiu thought it would take a few minutes for the recovery agent to take effect, but in just a moment, his arms, legs, and other burned areas began to itch.

The next second, all the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, without leaving even a trace of scars.

Yu Shijiu looked thoughtfully at the needle marks on her arm left by years of injections, and unconsciously tightened her grip on the recovery serum.

Physical wounds can heal, but what about psychological wounds?

Nobody wants to be constantly called a madman.

He is also included.

A person also emerged from the "pupa shop" next door. He had clearly just come out of the game and was leaning against the edge, panting heavily, his face pale.

The man's heavy breathing made Yu Shijiu glance at him. She was just casually looking him over, but she stopped when she saw the severed arm that was missing from the other man's body.

Your arm is broken?

Yu Shijiu raised an eyebrow, thinking of the recovery potion.

Can a broken arm recover?

The man, who looked to be in his forties, seemed to have thought of something. He moved his other, better hand, and soon a bottle of recovery potion appeared in his hand.

The man's eyes lit up when he saw this. As he struggled to twist the bottle cap, a hand suddenly darted out and took the recovery potion.

"Tsk," the man who took the recovery potion was a seemingly irresponsible man in his thirties with a pointed face and monkey-like features; he didn't look like a good person at all.

"Why are you drinking this?" The man with the pointed beak shook the recovery potion, his eyes maliciously glancing at the blurred veins at the man's severed limb.

"You think you can steal things just because you have a broken arm? I was wondering where my recovery potion went, and it turns out you, you cripple, stole it!"

"Give it back! That's mine! I just bought it with points!"

The man with the missing arm roared, his face contorted with pain and cold sweat.

The surrounding noise paused for a moment, but everyone just glanced in this direction before lowering their heads to continue doing what they were doing.

"Yours? Who saw this? Who saw that this is yours? I just bought this with 100 points!"

Knowing that no one would stand up for him, the man with the pointed beak was not afraid at all. He mocked the man with the severed limb twice more, then took the recovery serum and turned to leave.

The man with the missing arm was so angry he almost vomited blood. He struggled to chase after the man with the pointed beak, but stumbled and fell to the ground due to the pain from his wound.

Seeing this, the man with the pointed beak became even more arrogant. Just as he was about to say a few more sarcastic things to the good-for-nothing, he saw the door of the "pupa shop" next to the man with the severed arm open.

Yu Shijiu looked down at the one-armed man blocking most of her path, then looked up at the sharp-mouthed man directly opposite her, raising her hand high:

"that,"

He looked at the sharp-beaked man opposite him and said with a smile:

"I saw."

The man with the missing arm had red eyes. He struggled to look up at the person who had spoken up for him, and then looked disappointed when he saw the person's figure.

He lay on the ground and used his good hand to tug at Yu Shijiu's trouser leg, whispering:

"Forget it, child, don't get involved, he—"

The man with the pointed beak looked at the boy's thin, bony body and interrupted the man's attempt to stop him:

"You saw it?" The man with the pointed lip stepped forward, his eyes flashing with a menacing light.

"Which one did the blind person see? This one, or this one?!"