Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 377 Make him disappear

The player who raised his head in front of him had regular features and was fairly pleasing to the eye, but his eyes—looked like those of an emotionless puppet, and his whole body exuded a foul stench.

The nun's heart skipped a beat.

Are they from the old man's group?

The president of the Black Robe Church was an elderly man who always presented himself to everyone as a dying man on his deathbed. He was always coughing or coughing up blood with a handkerchief, giving people the impression that he was about to die.

But anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that it's just an illusion.

The truth is, no one has ever seen what the chairman's face looks like beneath the black robe.

Only occasionally can you see his chin, covered in loose wrinkles, from under the black hood.

"Did the president want to see me about something?"

The nun realized that the old man hadn't contacted her in a long time and was puzzled as to why he had suddenly come looking for her...

"Yes."

The male player answered in a serious tone, "The guild leader asked me to invite you over to discuss important matters."

"...Today is truly a good day."

The nun forced a smile. "Bishop Zhou just called me, and now that I'm back, the president wants to see me again... Is today some kind of auspicious day?"

The male player lowered his head and said, "The guild leader asked me to invite you over to discuss important matters."

"..."

The nun clicked her tongue in exasperation, peeked at the now silent laboratory not far away, and then turned away.

"Let's go."

The lab should be fine, since Mu Gui is still cleaning inside. He probably just accidentally bumped into something.

The nun isn't too worried about the laboratory right now; what she should be worried about is the president who hasn't appeared in a long time.

During the last meeting, the other party issued a notice instructing them to try their best to recruit Yu Shijiu—although no one has managed to do so yet.

So why did he call me over alone now?

The nun felt uncertain and was naturally a little irritable.

When the male player led her to the guild leader's office, he raised his hand and gestured for her to enter, then bent down and opened the door.

creak.

The nun unconsciously frowned as the heavy door was pushed open by the male player.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.

"coming?"

The nun had barely stepped in when she heard an old male voice coming from deep within.

"How have you been lately?"

"...Thank you for your kindness."

The nun was no longer at a loss for composure; she cautiously bowed her head in response:

"I've been doing pretty well lately."

"Heh, have we had enough medicine people lately?"

Behind the desk not far away, the office chair with its back to the nun spun slightly, and a short, thin old man shrouded in a huge black robe slowly appeared in front of the nun.

"enough."

The nun responded in a low voice.

The thin, elderly man sitting in the office chair coughed softly and waved to the nun.

"Come here, let me see you."

"..." The nun dared not say more and walked quickly forward, her high heels making a hurried sound.

"Are you wearing such high heels again?"

The old man in black robes, who was also the head of the Black Robe Church, chuckled and teased:

"You can't wear these kinds of shoes in a game instance, they'll hinder your escape."

"You're joking." The nun lowered her head as if embarrassed. "I just wear it casually. I wouldn't dare to actually play the game."

"Good boy."

Upon hearing this, the president smiled and said, "Any plans to download games recently?"

"..."

The nun's heart skipped a beat.

"……Have."

The nun was not lying. She quickly recounted everything that had happened in the past when Zhou Yuanyang asked her to do so, without concealing anything or embellishing anything.

“…That’s it,” the nun said, pursing her lips. “Bishop Zhou wants me to make contact with that male, new player.”

"Yuan Yang is very kind."

The president coughed once, then covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed several more times before finally speaking.

“But I’ve thought about it for a long time,” the guild leader said kindly, “If that new player can’t be used by me, it would be best if he disappeared.”

"What do you say?"

The nun looked up abruptly, staring in astonishment at the old man whose face was completely hidden under his black robe. She hesitated for a second.

"Shouldn't we continue recruiting?"

Seeing that Zhou Yuanyang seemed to "appreciate" the new player named Yu Shijiu, she assumed the old man thought the same way.

"If we can recruit them, then we can continue."

The president cleared his throat, his hoarse voice concealing a murderous intent.

"Let's do as Yuan Yang says."

The guild leader coughed a few times. "If he is unwilling to join the Black Robe Church, just in case, we can find an opportunity to kill him in the game."

"……Yes."

The nun was overwhelmed with emotion, but outwardly remained calm and responsive.

The guild leader, sitting in his office chair, seemed to suddenly remember something and waved to the male player who was bowing and waiting by the door.

The latter walked towards them very quickly, as if it had grown a head on its own.

"Tea."

The chairman coughed and instructed, "Open the tea I kept deep in the cabinet; it's top-quality Xinyang Maojian."

"Our nun must have a good taste."

The nun instinctively refused, "No need, Master, I—"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Behind the desk, the elderly president raised his hand to her, gesturing for her to stop, and shook his head with a smile, saying:

"You should have some."

"A little refreshment will help you clear your head."

The male player had already silently gone into another room to start making tea. Through the open door, the nun could even hear the bag being opened and the sound of water being poured out...

"You and Yuan Yang are both intelligent people."

During the tea brewing, the president casually said a few more words.

"With Yu Shijiu's attack power, if we encounter him in the guild competition, it will definitely be an unpredictable battle."

"To prevent any accidents, it would be best to make him disappear beforehand."

What could the nun say?

She could only lower her head and say yes.

In his heart, he cursed the old man for being all talk and no action. If there were really easy players to kill, why didn't he go himself?

When the male player, who seemed like a puppet, brought out the tea, the nun had to pretend to be very surprised and praise how fragrant and refreshing the tea was... until she had pleased the guild leader before she could leave.

The president eventually let her take the pot of fine tea with her.

The nun's expression changed as soon as she stepped out of the room.

She touched her face, which had stiffened from smiling, and closed her eyes in frustration, gripping the teapot full of tea tightly in her hand.

Since the old man told her to find a way to kill Yu Shijiu... that means he really doesn't want Yu Shijiu to live.

Is there any way to kill Yu Shijiu?

The nun was really having a headache.

On her way back, she suddenly stopped, as if she had just remembered something.

correct.

A smile gradually appeared on the nun's face.

She remembered... Yu Shijiu seemed to be getting quite close to An Jie and her group lately.

that would be great.

The nun, her eyes crinkling, hummed a tune as she carried the teapot toward the laboratory.