Infinite: Dawn Game

"..."

Chen Yi's face contorted with pain instantly. He trembled as he looked up at the blurry figure in front of him, whose face he couldn't make out, and stopped crying out in pain.

Seeing that Chen Yi was "obedient," the blurry figure snorted, put away the whip, and walked towards the operating table not far away.

"These goods are so unruly. Don't they know how much trouble it would cause if they disrupted the surgery? That could cost a fortune..."

Chen Yi: "..."

Hearing these words only intensified his pain. As he looked down in agony, he unsurprisingly saw white cloths binding his severed limbs...

It really has turned into a living pig...

No wonder it hurts so much.

But if you turn into a human pig, then the other players—

"Cough cough cough cough! What kind of place is this? Why does my body hurt so much—ah!"

One of the players, who had just woken up from a daze, screamed and was whipped all over.

This time, a different staff member was selected, but what they all had in common was that their faces were blurry, and their facial features were unclear.

"Another disobedient one."

The staff member approached the player who was screaming in pain after being slapped, and kicked him in the head repeatedly until the player was covered in blood and gasping for breath before stopping as if to vent his anger.

"Don't you even look at your own ugly face? Even if you were made well, you wouldn't fetch a good price. And you still dare to whine and make a fuss?"

"Alright, alright."

A staff member stepped forward and stopped them, saying earnestly:

"Even if we don't get a good price, we can still sell it. Stop fighting, or we'll have trouble explaining if we kill him."

"So what if I kill him?"

The staff member who was slapping and kicking people scoffed, "Isn't it normal for a few of these kinds of goods to die every day?"

“We still need to control things a bit,” the staff member who was stopping people shook his head and gestured with his chin toward the “doctors” who were conducting pre-operative examinations not far away.

"Among today's guests, there are some who like this kind of goods, and they're offering quite a bit of money. The 'Doctor' just told us to be careful not to let them die."

"Tsk," the worker who hit the man flicked the whip in his hand, "This batch of goods is really lucky to have encountered such an ugly customer."

The player who was slapped, kicked, and physically assaulted: "..."

Is there really no one speaking up for him?

He might not be the best-looking guy, but he's still an average-looking person, right? Does he deserve to be beaten up and then treated with such contempt?!

Isn't this incredibly unfair?!

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the pain emanating from his limbs. He could only lie slumped and dizzy on the cold floor tiles, his eyes blurry as he stared at the illusory world that had begun to spin before him—and then another sharp pain shot through his neck.

The staff member who had stopped him crouched down and gently inserted the syringe into his neck, speaking in a soft voice:

"To prevent you from dying too quickly, let me give you an anesthetic injection."

Player: "..."

The other players around, who were gradually regaining their senses, were speechless.

They immediately shut their mouths, not uttering a sound even as the pain in their bodies intensified.

Chen Yi, who had observed everything from the corner, was speechless.

He blinked hard, wiping away the blood from his eyelashes, and began searching the room for Yu Shijiu.

Actually, you don't need to look for it specifically.

Living with these "living pigs" piled together, there were several iron cages across from each other, each holding a separate person.

Inside the iron cage, a pale-skinned boy huddled in a corner, his eyes closed, seemingly still unconscious.

Yes, his hands and feet are still intact.

Looking at the iron cages next to them, all the people inside were exquisitely beautiful and handsome men and women.

Chen Yi: "..."

He felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard.

So, does the game's dungeons treat players differently based on their appearance?

Despite his thoughts, Chen Yi frowned as he strained to turn his head and look at the "doctors and nurses" behind the curtain not far away, as well as the hotel staff who were looking around with whips in their hands.

Being good-looking isn't necessarily a good thing. At least those who become "living pigs" seem to only suffer for a short time... but it's not necessarily the case for beautiful and healthy people.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but look at Yu Shijiu, who was still sleeping soundly with her eyes closed in the iron cage.

I wonder if Shi Jiu actually let those brains stick into her head...

Thinking of Yu Shijiu's resistance to those brain-eaters in the elevator, Chen Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Seemingly noticing Chen Yi's lingering gaze on him, the boy in the iron cage felt a short, sharp rise in his chest. A few seconds later, accompanied by slightly rapid breathing, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that hit my eyes was the pain of the extremely bright overhead light piercing my optic nerve.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He quickly closed his eyes, and only opened them again after his eyes had adjusted.

Then Yu Shijiu saw the environment he was in.

It was a large iron cage that clearly only allowed him to curl up with his legs bent.

"..."

Yu Shijiu: "?"

He blinked blankly, then moved his head to the side as he felt the cold railing against his body—and then his eyes met those of a not-so-fat, blood-covered, armless and legless human pig not far away.

Yu Shijiu felt that the other person looked somewhat familiar.

Chen Yi was incredibly excited, staring at the boy lying on the ground inside the iron cage with his head turned to the side, blinking and opening his mouth repeatedly.

Unsurprisingly, the boy inside the iron cage hesitated for a long while before finally opening his mouth slowly and saying silently:

"Brother Chen?"

The fat man opposite me, whose hands and feet had been cut off and whose severed limbs were wrapped in blood-stained red cloth—no, the human pig—was actually Chen Yi?

Yu Shijiu was quite surprised by this result. He sat up abruptly from inside the iron cage in disbelief—bang!

The excruciating pain from slamming his head directly against the iron cage bars left Yu Shijiu in a state of mental confusion, and he swayed and lay back down.

Chen Yi, who had just excitedly nodded, was speechless.

The commotion naturally caught the attention of the staff members with whips.

They stormed toward the iron cage, and the staff member with the whip kicked the cage containing Yu Shijiu with a loud bang.

The staff member said menacingly, "Behave yourself. Don't think I'll let you off just because you're worth a little money. If you don't behave, I'll still beat you until you're crying for your parents!"

Yu Shijiu inside the iron cage: "..."

He gently rubbed his wound with the hand that was covering his head, and looked up blankly, revealing a pair of bright, timid almond-shaped eyes.

The staff member holding the whip: "..."

Chen Yi in the opposite corner: "..."

He swore he had definitely seen the staff member's hand holding the whip tremble.

That said, in such a terrifying and bloody game instance, are there really NPCs who would feel compassion because of their appearance?

Then Chen Yi was proven wrong.