Infinite: Dawn Game

How does that inexplicable sense of security arise in my heart?

He Lingling was actually a little flustered, but she didn't dare to say it.

Xu Han has already done more than enough by bringing her here. If she chooses to leave the restaurant because of her fear of "safety"... let alone Xu Han, He Lingling doesn't even want to talk about it.

The restaurant felt so much better to her than the hotel corridors.

He Lingling's palms were covered in cold sweat. She followed Xu Han's lead and walked forward until they reached a place that seemed like a dead end, where Xu Han pulled her to a stop.

"Why don't we wait here for a while?"

Hearing the rustling of clothes nearby, Xu Han squeezed into the corner as well.

He Lingling lowered her eyes slightly and squeezed herself into the corner.

"Why do I feel like the restaurant lights are quite bright? Could it be that someone at the hotel is actually going to have dinner tonight—"

Xu Han's muttering abruptly stopped.

He Lingling, who covered his mouth in the dark, stared wide-eyed. She shook her head, her huge, lifeless black eyes appearing even more desolate and vacant in the corner.

Be quiet.

Xu Han understood what she was trying to say.

His mouth, which was being covered, moved slightly, and he even softened his breathing.

Knowing that He Lingling couldn't hear, Xu Han nodded again.

Only after noticing Xu Han nodding in her palm did He Lingling slowly release her hand.

She just heard footsteps again.

There should be two people...

He Lingling closed her eyes.

...One of them should be very light...the other seems heavier, not in the sense of weight, but in the sense of their steps, each step they take is very heavy, as if a heavy piece of wood or iron is falling on the floor tiles...

Xu Han also heard footsteps approaching from afar.

He now truly admires He Lingling.

With such good hearing and such intelligence... and she doesn't seem too ugly either... it seems that He Lingling is actually quite amazing.

As Xu Han was lost in thought, He Lingling suddenly grabbed his palm tightly.

concentrate.

He Lingling wrote two words in Xu Han's palm.

Xu Han nodded hesitantly upon noticing the two words, and then, realizing that He Lingling couldn't see, wrote "good" in the other person's palm as well.

He Lingling: "..."

Her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't react much.

After all, she had gotten used to Xu Han's occasional unnecessary actions and his erratic, talkative nature.

Da, da, da, da, da, da, da…

Lightweight people seem to be running; it's the kind of movement where they take one step, then run two steps, then stop, turn around, take one step, then run three steps...

It sounds like they're just playing around.

He Lingling was utterly shocked by the description in her mind.

In such a life-threatening situation, who could possibly play this game? Unless they were truly suicidal—

"grandmother."

The little girl's cheerful voice rang out, her tone as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"Tangtang is a little hungry. Can she have some noodles that Grandma made for a midnight snack?"

He Lingling, hiding in the corner: "..."

Her heart skipped a beat.

He Lingling even heard Xu Han next to her gasp.

The identity of the visitors was practically obvious to her—the 9th ranked person on the town's leaderboard, Mu Tangtang and her Grandma Mu.

She wasn't in her hotel room; she was on the first floor with them...

"Of course."

Grandma Mu's loving voice rang out, followed by the soft sound of hair being ruffled.

"Grandma will make you noodles right now. Would you like an egg?"

"No."

In the restaurant, Mu Tangtang shook Grandma Mu's hand, raised her head adorned with a glittering crown, and let her long, black hair fall smoothly down her back as she tilted her head back.

"Why? Doesn't Tangtang love eggs the most?"

Grandma Mu stood with her head down in a dimly lit place, her back hunched, making it difficult to see her entire body.

"Because there aren't many eggs left, Tangtang will eat them with her grandma during the day."

Xylitol said sensibly.

"...Tangtang is such a good girl."

Grandma Mu seemed to pause for several seconds before continuing to rub her granddaughter's head and shaking her head with a smile.

"But Grandma doesn't need to eat eggs. Eggs are for little Tangtang. Let's add an egg to the noodles. How about Grandma frys an egg for you? It'll be even more delicious."

Mutangtang seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally nodded, "Okay, but Grandma needs to make more noodles, Tangtang wants to eat with Grandma."

"Okay, okay, Tangtang is such a good girl..."

In the corner, Xu Han was poked by He Lingling.

Xu Han looked down and saw He Lingling quickly write a few words in her palm.

Probe.

—Look at Grandma Mu.

Xu Han was a little confused, but he still obediently peeked out from the corner and cautiously looked at Mu Tangtang and her granddaughter.

Mu Tangtang remained standing with her back to him, while Grandma Mu emerged from the shadows, her back hunched over.

He Lingling noticed that Xu Han's breathing suddenly stopped.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Xu Han, what did you see?

Not far away, as Grandma Mu emerged from the shadows, all the "things" she was carrying on her back came into view of Xu Han.

There were countless human limbs and severed bodies, which continued to tremble under Xu Han's horrified gaze, like limbs afflicted with Parkinson's disease...

Good heavens!

Xu Han's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat!

He blinked his sore eyes, watching Grandma Mu walk into the restaurant step by step, then past Mu Tangtang and into the darkness of what seemed to be the kitchen... The arms and legs she carried on her back were still writhing, the bloodied limbs and fingers twitching and opening wildly...

The distinctive, rotten, bloody smell of a corpse wafted into Xu Han's nostrils from behind Grandma Mu's back, making him feel nauseous. He quickly covered his mouth to suppress his vomiting.

What's wrong with Xylitol's grandma? Why is she carrying these writhing corpses and limbs on her back? And why is she carrying all this stuff to the kitchen to cook?

He Lingling suddenly pulled Xu Han's hand hard.

Xu Han was startled and quickly pulled his head back.

At the same time, Mutangtang, who was standing still, and Grandma Mu, who was about to enter the kitchen, turned around at the same time. The grandmother and granddaughter looked at each other, and the former smiled sweetly.

"Grandma," said Mutangtang, "add more chopped green onions to the noodles, I like green onions."

"Grandma knows..."

Grandma Mu's voice was as kind and gentle as ever. She turned her head and, with her back hunched, went completely into the kitchen.

Looking around at the empty restaurant, Mutangtang glanced at the surroundings with a smile before casually finding a seat and sitting down.

After sitting down, Mutangtang looked down and pulled a chipped thermos from her waist bag. She twisted it open with difficulty while laughing, saying:

Aren't you coming out yet?

"Or do you want to hide away until my grandma finishes making noodles and have a late-night snack with me?"