Infinite: Dawn Game

"It's just ahead."

During their conversation, the two noticed the kitchen door covered by a gray curtain, and Chen Yi narrowed his eyes.

"I'll go take a look first."

Yu Shijiu nodded, "Okay."

Because it was daytime, Chen Yi didn't look too closely. He just grabbed a prop that could pop out a barrier at any moment and reached out to lift the curtain. Before he could see what was in the kitchen, Yu Shijiu grabbed his arm from behind.

Chen Yi almost pressed the button on the prop.

Just as he turned around, a gentle female voice rang out.

"Gentlemen," the woman's voice said, standing behind them, "would you like to order from the kitchen?"

Chen Yi and Yu Shijiu exchanged a glance and realized that they had broken out in a cold sweat again.

Yu Shijiu was alright; he only felt the female voice was familiar, and he turned around to speak—

Then I saw Xiao Li's face with its exquisite makeup.

Yu Shijiu narrowed his eyes. He felt that Xiao Li looked a bit like someone.

Yes, who—

"Yes."

Chen Yi had calmed down, sighed, and began to explain his actions.

"We need to eat, but there's no one in the restaurant."

As he said this, Chen Yi even frowned, looking like he was starving but trying to suppress his anger.

"...It was our fault for not providing adequate hospitality."

Sure enough, Xiao Li immediately bowed and apologized, his tone filled with remorse:

"It's probably because the hotel staff were too tired last night, which is why they were late for work today."

"How about this," Xiao Li looked up, revealing a professional smile:

"Gentlemen, just tell me what you would like to eat, and I'll go and order from the chef."

"What would you two like to eat?"

Xiao Li asked.

Yu Shijiu subconsciously looked at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi: "...Just keep it simple. Give us five steamed buns and two cups of soy milk each."

Yu Shijiu: "?"

Steamed bun?

Why did you only order steamed buns and soy milk?

Even if you can't eat meat, there are plenty of delicious things you can have for breakfast!

"That's fine."

Chen Yi noticed that Yu Shijiu wanted to speak, so he grabbed Yu Shijiu's arm and walked forward, deliberately letting out a cold snort as he passed by Xiao Li.

"Hurry up, there are other people waiting to order outside."

"of course."

Just as Chen Yi was pulling Yu Shijiu away from the kitchen corner, Xiao Li's voice came from behind.

“But gentlemen,” Little Li said with a smile, “guests are not allowed in the kitchen.”

Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine.

Yu Shijiu's words of wanting to refuse a simple breakfast of steamed buns and soy milk were swallowed back down his throat.

He turned to look at where Xiao Li was.

Xiao Li was still wearing the same beautiful, dark blue hotel uniform she had worn yesterday. The dark blue pencil skirt hugged her long, beautiful legs, and her black high heels clicked on the floor. There was no trace of the "horrific state" she had been in the previous night, with her hands and feet chopped off and turned into a human pig.

Xiao Li looked at him and gently smiled. The dim light from the overhead bulbs in the corridor fell on her cheeks, and the faint shadows obscured the lower half of her face.

Yu Shijiu's eyes flickered slightly.

He seems to... know who Xiao Li is.

Yu Shijiu heard her say, "If there's a next time, the two guests might be 'invited' to sit in the manager's office."

"..."

Chen Yi didn't say anything this time, but simply pulled Yu Shijiu out of there and headed towards the restaurant.

Chen Yi only stopped when he was far enough away that the ever-present gaze behind him disappeared.

"There's no one in the kitchen."

Chen Yi's expression was solemn as he recalled the scene he had seen after lifting the curtain.

"Where did the chef from Fuling Hotel go?"

"..."

Yu Shijiu was still thinking about Xiao Li's face when she heard this and smiled.

"Brother Chen, do you think it's possible that the chef at the Fuling Hotel is already dead?"

"..." Chen Yi's lips twitched. "They're definitely dead. There's no one alive in this hotel except us."

"Nah."

Yu Shijiu shook his head. "What I'm saying is, is it possible that the chef was the one who made that braised pork yesterday?"

"..."

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat. "What?"

"I just discovered something interesting," Yu Shijiu said softly.

"Brother Chen, don't you think that staff member looks a little familiar?"

"look familiar?"

Chen Yi frowned: "Isn't she the one on the bus yesterday—"

Chen Yi's voice abruptly stopped.

He also realized something.

Yu Shijiu smiled and watched the players walking into the restaurant one after another, looking dejected. His voice was very low.

“Yes, Brother Chen,” he said, “this staff member is the nurse we saw in the illusion last night.”

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Fourth floor.

Mu Gui collapsed onto the carpet, trembling all over. His body was covered in wounds inflicted by the monsters the night before, the flesh was mangled and sticky blood flowed slowly from the wounds onto the living room carpet, staining the beige plush carpet red.

"...Woo..."

Mu Gui gritted his teeth, not daring to utter a single sob.

The nun disliked the sound of a man crying.

She found the man's crying sounded awful.

If he doesn't cry, it's fine. But once he starts crying, the nun might get annoyed and abandon him...

This is absolutely not allowed!

He had given up everything to survive, and now, if the nun abandoned him, everything he had given up would be a joke... He would never let the nun throw him away like trash.

Shepherd Gui curled up on the carpet, staring intently at the closed door, hoping the nun would come out of the room and rescue him.

He's already been very obedient, hasn't he?

He'd listen to anything, anything... He'd do anything the nun asked, as long as he could leave this hellish place alive.

At one point when he was losing too much blood, Ange's calm, mocking face flashed before Mu Gui's eyes.

"Pastoral rules".

Anjie, who was a few years younger than she was, stared at him coldly, blood dripping from a small wound on her face.

"You're disgusting."

You're disgusting.

You're disgusting—

"No!"

Mu Gui suddenly roared, angrily retorting:

"I'm not disgusted! I'm not disgusted! I just want to live! How am I disgusted? I just want to live—"

"Shhh."

A cold, pale finger suddenly appeared in front of Mu Gui and gently pressed against his mouth.

"It's noisy."

Before anyone knew it, the nun had come out carrying her teddy dog.

She squatted down in front of Mu Gui, her fingers moving unconsciously, poking and prodding from Mu Gui's mouth all the way to the wound on his cheek, and laughed.

"Why are you crying?"

The nun looked curiously at the tears in Mu Gui's eyes, "You didn't cry even though you had so many bite wounds on your body, why are you crying now?"